However, when she reached out to open the door, Lan Jiaying had already managed her image and expression.

Her eyes are cold, her face is expressionless, and she doesn't talk much, which is her character in front of unfamiliar people.

So even though Wu Ma Xiangxue said so much in one breath, Lan Jiaying just glanced down at her, said a cold "um", raised her legs and walked towards the staircase first.

In skinny jeans, a pair of legs are long, thin and straight.

Every time she took a step, Wu Ma Xiangxue had to take two steps to keep up.

The sense of competition that has been instilled since childhood made Wu Ma Xiangxue afraid that her pace would fall behind, so she couldn't care about continuing to step on her lady's small steps.

She hurriedly followed behind, and her facial features were slightly distorted by anger.

If it weren't for the need to maintain her beautiful image in front of people, she would have wanted to scold her mother!

Why is it that the same father is of the same species, Lan Jiaying's height is 1.7 meters, and she is only 1.55 meters?

People are more real than people, so angry!

If she can, she is willing to use half of her IQ in exchange for a height of ten centimeters, huh~

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Lan Jiaying was not interested, paying attention to what her half-sister would be thinking in her brain.

After going down to the first floor and washing her hands in the kitchen, she walked slowly into the dining room.

The long European-style dining table is filled with steaming food that is full of flavors and colors.

At the dining table, Wu Ma Xiangxue had just sat down, and sitting next to her was her younger brother Wu Ma Peiming, who was one year younger.

Although he was only one year younger, Wu Ma Peiming was already a big boy who had reached the age of eighteen, and Si Swenwen wore glasses, sat with his waist straight, and looked like a gentleman.

At the dining table on the other side, a pair of middle-aged men and women with originally unhappy expressions hurriedly changed to a smiling face after seeing the tall and slender figure coming.

Lan Jiaying took in the changing faces of the two of them.

This middle-aged man with flat head and short hair is her biological father Wu Maji, and the middle-aged woman next to him is his second wife Cai.

At this time, Wu Maji was beckoning to her with a loving face: "Come, daughter, sit here with your father." ”

Why is the word "similar" used to describe it, because Lan Jiaying doesn't think that there will be some sincerity in his face.

However, Lan Jiaying still sat down.

Under the gaze of several pairs of eyes, she did not hesitate and sat down beside Wu Maggie.

is still cold-eyed, still expressionless, and his gestures are cool and handsome.

The two sisters and brothers of the Wuma clan were stunned for a moment.

The envy in the eyes of the two is like a little fan seeing a big star, which can't be hidden.

It wasn't until Cai snorted in a low voice that the two siblings withdrew their gaze and lowered their heads and began to eat.

Cai secretly hates iron and steel.

It's a shame that a pair of children who have been carefully cultivated by themselves, one of the top famous college students in China, actually use that kind of envious eyes to see a person who is not as good as them!

How can she endure this?

Of course, even if you feel unbearable in your heart, you still have to do it on the surface.

So, Cai adjusted his mood, with a smile on his face, picked up a piece of fried pork ribs with chopsticks, deliberately bent down and stood up, crossed Wu Maji, and sandwiched it into Lan Jiaying's bowl.

After finishing, she said like a loving mother: "Jiaying, since you have come to our house, then I will treat you like my own daughter!" Come, these ribs are our chef's specialty, try them. ”