Ling Yao looked sideways, her hands stirring together uneasily, "It's here, hehe." ”

Looking at the small bungalow in front of her, Ling Yao said with a wry smile.

Get out of the car and say hello to the butler.

The iron door opened, and the car drove in smoothly.

Nightingale and Ling Yuze stood impatiently at the door, and when they saw the car coming, they had a hypocritical smile on their faces.

Ling Yao looked at their faces, and she was sick to her stomach and just wanted to turn around and leave.

"Yaoyao, you're back, your dad has been talking about you for several days."

The car stopped, and Nightingale hurriedly ran to the co-pilot, opened the car door, and enthusiastically pulled Ling Yao's hand, chattering.

Ling Yao quietly withdrew her hand and said with a smile, "The leader can't help it if he doesn't take a holiday, I have to send the fabric to the leader later." ”

Ning Zhichen followed closely and got out of the car, looking at Ling Yao's solemn face, stiff back, and bitterness flooding his throat.

"Mr. Ning, please inside."

"Mr. Ling is good, the first time you come to the door, a small gift." As he spoke, he took out the gift from the trunk and handed it to Ling Yuze.

Ling Yuze was simply flattered, Ning Zhichen only wanted to be a person, not to mention his family, even his company would be flourishing for a few days, not to mention that he could personally receive a gift from Mr. Ning.

It seems that his relationship with Ling Yao is not ordinary.

Ling Yuze one-sidedly classified Ning Zhichen as a son-in-law.

Look at him differently.

"Your aunt has been preparing lunch since she got up in the morning, Yaoyao, go and give Zhichen the pair of dishes and chopsticks, and go to Dad's bedroom to bring the bottle of rare red wine in the bookcase."

Seeing him instructing Ling Yao in front of Ning Zhichen, Nightingale glared at him with disgust, "Yaoyao hasn't come back for a long time, won't you go and get it yourself?" ”

Ling Yao was funny, I didn't know what kind of drama they were playing.

Ling Yu listened to the uproar downstairs, wearing pajamas, standing upstairs with his shoulders slumped, "Mom, what are you doing, you still don't let people sleep?" ”

Nightingale stepped up the last few steps in two steps, dragging her arm around the room.

"Little Ancestor, hurry up and dress up, Ling Yao has brought Ning Zhichen to our house. This is an opportunity, take me well, I'll go next door and get your dad a drink first. ”

Ling Yu collapsed on the bed in a daze, looking at the ceiling fixedly.

Ning Zhichen——

Mom just said that Ning Zhichen is also here!

She sneaked up her slippers and sneaked down the stairs.

At a glance, I saw the man in the dust on the sofa.

She was so excited that she wanted to go down and drag him up directly.

The nightingale came out and saw her squatting on the ground, looking downstairs through the guardrail, and hated that iron and steel stepped forward and grabbed her collar and dragged her into the room, "You don't hurry up and wash and change clothes, you regret going when people leave." ”

Ling Yao sat on the side, watching Ning Zhichen and Ling Yuze talk to each other, but looking at herself, she looked like an outsider.

She leaned back on the couch, her eyes widening.

"There is one more dish that we will eat, Zhichen, you wait a little longer."

Ling Yu fluttered down, her steps were light and soft, and she said softly, "Sister, are you back?" ”

Ling Yao was thinking about coming up with a test paper to test Xiao Lei's recent learning situation, and Leng Buding was trembling by Ling Yu's shout.

Goosebumps rose layer upon layer.

She replied lukewarmly, "Hmm." ”

Let's see what kind of trick gun she plays.

Ling Yu didn't mind her attitude either, and sat down directly beside Ling Yuze, his gaze falling on Ning Zhichen.

"Dad, this is the President Ning of the Baidi Building."

Ling Yuze glanced at his daughter and introduced with a smile, "Yes, this is Mr. Ning." ”

Ling Yu opened his mouth wide and stared at Ning Zhichen incredulously, "I can't believe that I can actually see Mr. Ning himself." ”

She timidly stretched out her hand, and her eyes fell on Ning Zhichen's face shyly, "Mr. Ning, hello, my name is Ling Yu, and Ling Yao is my sister." ”

Ning Zhichen's gaze passed through Ling Yu's waist and looked at Ling Yao with a smile.

"Hello."

Ling Yu didn't care about his coldness, and chose a flip close to Ning Zhichen to sit down.

His eyes sparkled as he looked at Ning Zhichen's smile and smiled.

Ling Yao understood it and laughed sarcastically.

Ning Zhichen, Ling Yuze, and Ling Yu all looked at her, but she realized it later, hanging her head and giggling.

"Sister, what are you laughing at?"

In the end, it was Ling Yu's voice that called her back.

Ling Yao raised her eyes, the corners of her mouth rose briskly, and the smile between her eyebrows and eyes had not yet converged, "I just brushed up on a joke, and I couldn't help laughing, I'm sorry you continue." ”

Ling Yuze noticed that he seemed to have snubbed her, and asked her, "What kind of joke, let's laugh when you say it." ”

Ling Yao hesitated, "This is not good. ”

"Sister, what's wrong with this, let's be happy and happy when we say it."

Ling Yao raised her eyebrows, "Forget it, I forgot about it, I can't find it now." ”

"Sir, it's time to eat."

The three of them got up and walked towards the restaurant together.

At the dining table, Ling Yu smiled skillfully, and with his admiration for Ning Zhichen, he toasted a few glasses of wine.

Watching him eat glass by glass of wine, a hint of cunning flashed in his eyes.

After the meal, Ling Yao proposed to leave on the pretext of having an appointment.

Ning Zhichen didn't know if he had drunk a little too much, so he planted himself on the table.

Seeing this, Ling Yu hurriedly said, "Sister, you see that Mr. Ning is drunk, and he can't drive, and he seems to be drunk, or you can stay at home today." ”

When Nightingale saw her daughter say this, she knew that her daughter Mo Ruomu stood up and said, "Yes, Yaoyao, you haven't lived at home for a long time, so let's stay today." ”

knew that this was the case, and she would not let Ning Zhichen come in if she died.

"I do have some urgent matters, I'll be back when I have time, I'll take Mr. Ning away first."

Ling Yao grabbed one of his arms and put it on his shoulder, and supported his waist with one hand, moving step by step with difficulty.

Ling Yu was anxious and gave Nightingale a secret look.

Nightingale stepped forward to block their way, "Yaoyao, you are obedient, Mr. Ning is a little drunk, why don't you let him wake up before leaving." ”

The weight of Ning Zhichen's whole body was pressed against her, and she was already thin, where could she bear it.

"Okay then."

She helped Ning Zhichen turn around and threw him into the sofa, without even thinking about covering him, and sat on the single sofa.

"Come with me to the study."

Is the main course coming up?

Ling Yao followed behind Ling Yuze, "Close the door." ”

"What is the relationship between you and Mr. Ning?"

As soon as he entered the door, Ling Yuze asked directly.

"It doesn't matter."

Ling Yao replied truthfully.

"It's okay to go home together?" Ling Yuze's beard was about to float up.

Think that you still have to ask her, and hold back your anger for the time being.

Fingers tapped in the air, "Sit down first." ”

"Just say it."

Ling Yao didn't even look at it, and stood in place.

"Baidi now has a project, and we Ling also want to participate, you mention it to him and put it on the agenda as soon as possible."

On the agenda?

Hehe......

Ling Yao sneered again and again in her heart, "Okay, got it." ”

She turned around after she got down, and before she walked out of the study, Ling Yuze said eagerly, "Over the years, you have suffered, there is a bank card here, your aunt doesn't know, you can take it, buy whatever you want." ”

Reluctant to let the child trap the wolf, Ling Yuze deserves to be in the shopping mall.

She looked at the familiar numbers on the card and closed her eyes forcefully, "You forgot, this is my card." ”

It was the nightingale who took advantage of her falling asleep and took her card away, even with her ID card.

I don't need to say much to see what that means.

Now, Ling Yuze misunderstood her relationship with Ning Zhichen and wanted her to say a few kind words in front of Ning Zhichen, but he was worried that she would be hostile and unwilling to help, so he took a card to tie himself up.

That bank card is still your own.

"It's your night ......"

"I'm going first, I'm going to be late!"

Ling Yao rushed out of the study without looking back, and ran down the stairs with a dada.

On the sofa, where is Ning Zhichen's shadow.

She let out a mocking laugh from deep within her nose and stepped onto her bag and walked out of the Ling family's small bungalow.

There was already a car waiting downstairs.

The person in the driver's seat is Tong Yao. She turned to the back seat again, the glass film was too good to see if there was anyone behind her.

"Miss Ling, Mr. Ning is behind."

Ling Yao's face flushed and she got into the co-pilot.

Ning Zhichen was drunk, a lonely man and a widow, sitting on a chair, the degree of danger can be imagined.

Although Ning Zhichen was drunk, his heart was like a mirror.

Do you really think he's drunk after two or three times as much wine?

That's because the other party doesn't understand him.

Apparently, he was drugged.

I just don't know when the effect of the drug will kick in.

He asked Tong Yao to bring him an emetic agent, and from the time he drank it to the present, there was still no reaction.

Halfway through the car, Ning Zhichen opened his eyes violently, his eyes were red, and everyone looked like prey.

He was still lying between the driver's seat and the co-pilot's seat, sniffed Tong Yao, turned his head and sniffed Ling Yao again.

Then he climbed directly from the back seat and leaned on Ling Yao.

Tong Yao was frightened, but Ling Yao reminded him to pull over.

It took a lot of effort for the two men to pull him off the co-pilot.

Ling Yao looked at a hand on his sleeve and looked at Tong Yao for help.

"Hurry up and find a way to get him out of the way."

She frowned, as if it wasn't a hand that was clutched in her sleeve, but some terrible creature.

Tong Yao was amused by her expression, and he had never seen the boss's gaffe.

For a while, I wanted to see what it would turn out to become.

"No, how can I get it."

Ling Yao's eyes were awe-inspiring, "Give me those scissors." ”

I'll go!

It's a big deal?

Tong Yao's face changed suddenly, "Don't, I'll try, I may not be able to take his hand away." ”

As he spoke, he squatted down and grabbed Ning Zhichen's hand with coaxing.

Think of him, a tall man of 1.89 meters, who actually bent down on the street and coaxed another big man softly.

It's creepy just to think about.

Ling Yao's patience was exhausted by him, and he yelled at Tong Yao, "Go get the scissors." ”

Tong Yao looked at her timidly, and his tongue was loud when he spoke, "Miss Ling, you see that Mr. Ning is just grabbing one of your sleeves, not to take scissors, and you can't commit a crime for one sleeve." ”

Ling Yao rolled her eyes at the sky, "Take scissors and cut off my sleeves." ”

Isn't this person paranoid?

Or a crater in the brain smashed by a meteorite?