Chapter 2: The Truth
The woman crossed her hands on her chest and wiped her hands with a hot towel, so she reluctantly looked up at Anxin.
"Oh yes, you're unheard, you don't know us yet. The woman raised her head proudly, and her voice was crisp, "My name is Ling Wan, and this is my father Ling Zhiyuan." If you don't know, let me tell you this, the land within a radius of five kilometers under your feet belongs to our Ling family. ”
Anxin lowered his eyes and did not answer.
She once saw an interview about Ling Zhiyuan in the school newspaper. He is one of the wealthy businessmen in Cloud City, and he also donated a floor of library to their school. She just didn't expect that she would one day have a relationship with the Ling family.
"I'm at ease. Anxin's back was straight, and she looked at Ling Wan suspiciously.
Ling Wan tilted her head and looked at Anxin: "Of course we know that your name is Anxin, but today I want to tell you that you should actually follow my Ling family's surname." ”
Her tone was cold and mocking, and her haughty expression seemed to be charity.
Surname Ling?
Anxin's brain suddenly exploded, and many detailed pictures scurried around in her mind.
Her eyes widened, and she felt like the world was spinning.
"Sure enough, the children born without cleanliness are not only uneducated, but also not very easy to use. Ling Wan shook her head disdainfully, "Aren't you a student at the Medical University? When did the entrance exam to the Medical University become so easy? Or are you just like your mother, and you used dirty methods to get a place?"
Ling Wan didn't feel that her voice was a little loud at all, she stared at Anxin's eyes sarcastically, and said word by word: "Anxin, you are the scourge left by your mother as a junior, although you have my father's blood on your body, but you are a wild seed, wild seed, do you understand?"
Ling Zhiyuan sat aside and looked at the magazine silently, but the corners of his mouth always maintained a mocking arc, acquiescing to Ling Wan's behavior from beginning to end.
She grew up with An Yinhua since she was a child, where did she come from?
How could she be a junior with such a gentle mother!
Anxin panicked, couldn't accept his background for a while, and heard them humiliate his mother so much, so he immediately retorted in a dumb voice: "Impossible! You lie! My mother is not-"
"The elders shouted in front of them! This is the good daughter of An Yinhuajiao. Ling Zhiyuan slammed the magazine on the table, his eyebrows furrowed tightly, and he looked more and more unpleasant.
Sure enough, people who grew up in an unclean place have no education at all.
Ling Wan remembered the key purpose of this trip, her eyes turned, and she comforted Ling Zhiyuan's chest. When he turned his head, he changed his face again.
Ling Wan put on a condescending posture, and evoked a bewitching smile towards Anxin, and there was no concealed arrogance and pity in her tone: "However, I heard that you are very short of money now?"
Hearing Ling Wan's words, Anxin's eyes lit up.
"It's not easy for Ms. An to raise you to such a big age by herself, and now that she has stomach cancer, we are also very uncomfortable. Ling Wan's eyebrows furrowed, so she squeezed out a sad expression, "Fortunately, in our family, Qu Qu can still get 500,000 yuan." ”
Quickly capturing the key information, An Xin almost jumped up from the chair, and the mockery and belittlement in Ling Wan and Ling Zhiyuan's words before were quickly left behind by her.
"Will you help my mother?!"
Ling Wan looked at her condescendingly, and the ridicule in her eyes was about to overflow: "Sure enough, I haven't seen the world, such a little money can make you ecstatic, it seems that you can do anything for money." ”
The medical expenses have been settled, and there is no time to worry about the cynicism in Ling Wan's words, and the stone in his heart has finally fallen to the ground. But time waits for no one, and she bites her lip to ask for specifics.
But before he could speak, he was interrupted by Ling Zhiyuan.
It just so happened that morning tea had already come up. Ling Zhiyuan held a pair of carved chopsticks made of yellow Liangmu in his right hand, picked up a piece of pineapple cake and put it in his mouth, and took off his watch very carefully and put it aside: "Eat first, and go home with us in a while." ”
"Yes. Ling Wan's eyes drifted lightly to ease the rest of the world, and poured a cup of Lao Jun's eyebrows for Ling Zhiyuan: "Lest some people who can't come to the stage be embarrassed here." ”
An Xin looked at their indifferent expressions, gritted his teeth and swallowed the words back into his stomach.
For Anxin, the word "father" is like a huge hole, more than 20 years have passed, and instead of filling it, it is getting bigger and bigger.
She looked at the drama of fatherly love in front of her with a mountain of fascination, and she had no appetite at all.
Her mother, how can she be a junior?
The big red Ferrari galloped arrogantly on the road, and was taken into Ling Zhiyuan and Ling Wan's house in a daze.
An Xin followed behind Ling Wan, and just wanted to enter the door, but was blocked by a straight hand.
"Well, I didn't let you in. Ling Wan made it clear that she wanted to see Anxin's joke, she leaned on the entrance with her hands on her chest, and stared at Anxin's white canvas shoes with snobbish eyes, "My family doesn't let dirty things in, whether it's shoes or people." ”
Anxin still had one foot dangling in the air, and a sense of humiliation swept over her from head to toe.
"Don't you understand people's words? Miss, take off your shoes! Have you stepped on shit to make you so precious?" Ling Wan made a pun, and her eyes were about to turn white to the sky.
"Wanwan, how can you talk to others!" A gentle and frustrated voice came from far and near, sounding as if she was teaching Ling Wan, but listening carefully, the tone was not only not the slightest reproach, but even a little more pampering and conniving.
The person who came was wearing a piping golden cheongsam and a luxurious jade bracelet on his wrist, but his eyes were different from those of a gentle voice, staring at peace of mind, full of scrutiny.
"Mom, you're here. Ling Wan hugged the woman and complained in a low voice, "But look at her, the shoes she wears are not as clean as Aunt Wang." ”
He Wei didn't feel too embarrassed, she bent down to find a pair of pink slippers for Anxin, took her hand to the living room and sat down, and called Ling Wan to pour tea for Anxin.
Ling Wan reluctantly turned her head, extremely dissatisfied with He Wei's arrangement: "Mom......"
A little three-raised wild seed, why would he be kind to her, if it weren't for the fact that-
"Obedient. He Wei raised her head, and her tone was also a little serious.
Ling Wan stomped her feet twice and walked away with her mouth puffed out.