Han Ling

She didn't want to talk.

Ling Yiyong said, "this can't be done. A man should have a sense of responsibility, but he can't play with other girls' feelings. Who do you like to say to your father that his father will promote you? You can't go back and forth, you know."

Han lingbai, Ling Yiyong one eye, this kind of words, he also means to say it.

Do Laozi marry two wives, still have the face to educate son to have sense of responsibility?

That's funny.

Although she felt uncomfortable, she didn't say it. After all, it was the first time that the three of them went to the party.

She didn't want to be upset and make people laugh.

"Dad, I can't stop people from liking me."

Ling Weifeng is very distressed, just that expression, how to see how to be flat.

Ling Yiyong was speechless.

He and Han Ling are very low-key people, how to give birth to a son, so narcissism.

"Why don't you go yet?" Han Ling said in a light tone that she was sitting on the vice rack, dignified and elegant.

Ling Yiyong's expression was a little stiff, "let's wait for Xiaojiang."

Although he didn't like Lingjiang very much, he was his son anyway.

There was his blood on him.

No matter how Lingjiang came from, he has already come to this world.

As a man, he is responsible for Ling Jiang.

Han Ling's face was gloomy in an instant.

When Ling Weifeng saw that the event was not good, he immediately changed the topic.

"Mom, what do you think of my hairstyle? Does it go with my clothes?"

Han Ling gave her a bad look. "Well, it's a good match. It's very handsome."

"That's it. You look good and look good in everything."

Ling Yiyong, "..."

Han Ling

Son smash, less narcissism will die.

This time, the 60th birthday of master Tang is not without solemnity.

Almost all the celebrities in the city have arrived.

When Ling Weifeng arrived, he had already seen celebrities of all walks into the old house of Tang family.

The old housekeeper of the Tang family stood in front of the door to welcome the guests.

Ling Yiyong took the post, took Han Ling and Ling Weifeng, Ling Jiang, and went to see Master Tang first.

Ling Yiyong handed the prepared gift to Mr. Tang. After a polite turn, Ling Weifeng and Ling Jiang went to greet him.

Ling Jiang's face hung a decent smile, "Mr. Tang, I wish you a long life and good health."

This is the first time that he has met with Mr. Tang. Facing the former president, he is naturally nervous.

Ling Weifeng, on the other hand, behaved very naturally. It didn't look like meeting for the first time.

She said with a smile, "Hello, grandfather Tang. I wish you happiness and longevity. The more you live, the younger you are."

A sentence of grandfather Tang, instantly brought the relationship closer.

Oh, it's good to be younger. You can be cute.

She was a pleasant looking woman, and she had a pretty face. She talked about people and ghosts.

It is very popular with the elders.

Old man Tang couldn't keep his mouth shut.

"Good, good, this is the small maple, is not it, is really the water spirit."

Ling Weifeng

She bitter face, "Tang grandfather, you bully me, Shuiling, that is to describe girls."

"Ha ha, good, good, not water spirit, but smart."

Ling Weifeng grinned, "thank you for your praise."

"Ah, what a good boy. I heard you lived in the presidential palace some time ago. I wanted to see you, but he was old and not in good health."

The presidential palace is the residence of Tang Fengyang, and he lives in the old residence of Tang family, so although Ling Weifeng lived in the presidential palace for a few days.

But I haven't seen master Tang.

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