Such a disobedient junior, why did he hand over the company to her in the first place?

Lin Guosheng looked at her, his face was full of anger, and his crutches knocked on the ground several times, and his face turned red.

"That's how you talked to your grandfather?"

Lin Ya was a little impatient, "You also know my temperament, why bother to say some things." ”

"I said, if you see him again, I'll ......"

"It was an accident, a chance encounter. ”

"Hmph, you'd better be like that. ”

After he finished speaking, he turned around to go back to the house, and after walking a few steps, he turned his head to look at Lin Ya again, "That little boy is now in his senior year, don't make it impossible to graduate by then." ”

He was threatening her.

Lin Ya helplessly stretched out her hand to support her forehead, "I have nothing to do with him anymore." ”

Why didn't he believe it? Tell her 800 times.

"Very good, clean up tomorrow night, the eldest young master of the Yao family will invite you to dinner." ”

As soon as Lin Ya heard him mention the eldest young master of the Yao family, that obscene face unconsciously appeared in her mind.

"I don't want to go. She said in a blunt tone, bluntly refusing.

As soon as he heard her say that she didn't want to go, Lin Guosheng turned his head to look at her, and snorted coldly: "Heh, if you don't go, you have to go, you dress me up beautifully, don't embarrass me." Don't let your mother step into the Lin family with one foot and be beaten back. ”

Lin Ya didn't speak, looked at his back, and laughed at herself, no one was willing to take care of her emotions anyway.

She picked up the iPad on the table and went upstairs, and as she walked, she said very casually, "Okay, I'll go." ”

Back in the bedroom, she took a shower, lay on the bed, bored looking at her phone, An Ran sent her a tirade, to the effect that she must carefully consider marriage.

Looking at the long list of messages, the corners of her mouth smiled slightly, so that she could stand on her side and think about it for her. Everyone else pushed her desperately as if they were trying to suck her blood dry.

Her eyes fell on the iPad, she unlocked the lock, and looked at the photos on it carefully, Ji Jinghuai was still very handsome in the photo, the sweatshirt with black pants looked not rigid, nor was he very naïve, his clothes have always been very good, especially after following Lin Ya.

Moreover, he looked more photogenic than she did.

Looking at his long body and beautiful fingers pinching the cigarette holder, she remembered everything that happened in the hotel during the day, and her body couldn't help but heat up a little.

She lay down on the bed and couldn't help but sigh slightly, it's a pity to abandon such a superb man.

The phone rang suddenly, she sat up, picked up the mobile phone on the bedside table, opened WeChat and saw that there was a friend application, she clicked on it and looked at it, it was Yao Guochao.

Lin Ya couldn't help but sneer, before getting engaged, she had to see him, she had never seen such an obscene man when she was so old.

She threw her phone aside, too lazy to take care of him, but her heart was even more annoying.

After a while, she picked up her phone again, clicked on WeChat, and looked at the familiar name of Ji Jinghuai in the WeChat column, she found the deletion interface, and was ruthless, and directly deleted the person.

If you want to break it, break it thoroughly, and don't come and go in the future.

After doing this, she threw her phone aside, closed her eyes, and fell into a deep sleep after a while.

The next morning, she was woken up by Lin Miao.

This woman likes to be startled all day long, and opposes her everywhere, and now she wants to sleep peacefully, and she has to be disturbed by her.

After she washed up, got dressed and went downstairs, she saw Lin Miao standing in front of Lin Guosheng, crying, every sentence accusing her of atrocities.

"Grandpa, I want to change a new car, you don't change it for me, she has a car worth tens of millions, the paint has been scraped off, and she says to throw it away to the second-hand market, can you be fair?"