Hello,Mr.School Prince

Ling Weifeng rubbed the temple, a pile of broken things, simply headache.

She used to think that she was very powerful and could not be defeated by anything. At the beginning, when dealing with Ling Mengxi, it was as easy as a piece of cake to play with everyone in the applause.

But why to now, but always feel powerless.

Is the enemy too cunning, or is she retreating?

No, she must calm down. It is obvious that someone has wronged her mother in this matter of Han Ling. She must solve this matter and return her mother to her innocence.

Take that surveillance record and go to Grandpa?

That doesn't mean anything at all. There's no evidence that the secret was transmitted from my grandfather's computer. He won't believe it.

The old one is stubborn.

And even if the old man believes that someone has moved his computer, it can't tell who it is. It's too cheap for the people behind the scenes.

She dares to be sure, no matter whether it is the secret of the white housekeeper, the final behind the scenes is definitely Ling Jiang and Xia Chunlin!

Ling Weifeng breathed out a long breath. This period of time was really too chaotic, which made her dizzy and brain distended.

Moreover, she seems to be a lot lazy since she was with Prince Xi Gu. Her brain is seldom used and she is rusty.

It seems that we have to find a way to relax, and then we can calmly think of a solution.

When she got downstairs, she saw Han Ling sitting alone in the living room watching TV.

There are advertisements on TV, but Han Ling takes them seriously.

Looking at the straight back, Ling Weifeng suddenly felt sour nose.

In fact, her mother's temperament, really not suitable for the rich, that kind of intrigue, for her too much harm.

Although the Han family is also a powerful family, Han Ling is the youngest. There are three elder brothers in front of her. It is conceivable that she has been pampered in the palm of her hand since she was a child. Where would she come into contact with such a dark side.

Pressure down the heart of the stuffy pain, Ling Weifeng skipping to trot past.

When she was close, she found that although Han Ling was watching TV, her eyes did not focus. Even if Ling Weifeng walked so close, she did not notice.

Dejected.

"Hi, beauty." Ling Weifeng gets close to it and startles Han Ling.

She astringed the desolation on the face, did not have the good spirit to stare Ling Weifeng one eye, "why, the hair is dry."

"Where is my Maozao? It is you who are wandering in space, OK?" Ling Weifeng said wrongly.

Then she hugged Han Ling's arm and said, "Mom, how about going out for a barbecue on the top of the mountain this Saturday?"

Han Ling didn't answer. As soon as she got down the stairs, Ling Yiyong, who wanted to see what Han Ling was doing, said, "do you want to go out and play?"

Ling Weifeng nodded, such as pounding garlic, "think ah, I haven't gone out to play for a long time. Just relax. Dad, you are busy with your work. I can go with my mother."

Ling Yiyong, "..."

He was just about to say that he had come together.

Speaking of all three of them, almost none of them went out to play together.

Ling Weifeng was always brought by Han Ling when he was young, and he hardly left his body. At that time, he even wanted to stimulate Han Ling through Xia Chunlin.

So he hardly managed Ling Weifeng, not to mention a family of three who went out to play.

Ling Weifeng came back from abroad, not to mention that this son hardly touched his family.

Now he wanted to go with him, but Ling Weifeng refused so simply that he was blocked.

After struggling for a long time, Ling Yiyong had the cheek to say, "don't be busy, go together."

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