This is what she has been looking forward to, a good thing!

Although she thinks Yang Lin'er is very good, her son looks down on her, she and Mr. Leng have been in love for decades, and they understand the importance of love in marriage better than anyone else.

She hopes that her son can be happy!

At this time, Yang Lin'er, who was about to send a soothing soup to Mrs. Leng with a tray in her hand, hid by the door and listened to the conversation between the mother and son very clearly.

Yang Lin'er's face was as white as snow, the pain started from the heart, pressed the nerve endings and spread to the limbs, the dizzy darkness hit, she leaned against the cold wall, the soup bowl on the tray trembled, and the orange bright medicinal soup could spill out at any time.

Over the years, she has worked so hard to please Leng Qianxing, and even Mrs. Leng has to ignore her sincerity and dedication to admit the little girl who suddenly appeared.

What's wrong with her? What is she inferior to that An Qin, why should you ignore her?

Leng Qianxing, who has always been pure-hearted, is suddenly willing to accept a woman? It must have been some insidious means that An Qin used to confuse Leng Qianxing.

It must be, it must be.

The woman with a harmless face is actually a goblin with a ghostly heart.

Leng Qianxing is hers, and the future woman of this manor can only be her, she will not let that An Qin succeed.

Rob with her, wishful thinking!

A thick cloud of resentment rose in Yang Lin'er's eyes, forming a terrifying black mist, and the air around him became cold and biting-

Yang Lin'er reluctantly left, her resentment and unwillingness made her eyes hazy, and at the corner of the stairs on the second floor, she couldn't find the person who appeared in time, so she bumped into it directly.

The tray slipped his hand, the soup bowl was tipped over, and the warm medicinal soup splashed on the man's body.

Yikes-

The other party screamed in panic, that is, Yang Lin'er, who was sinking into messy thoughts, woke up suddenly, her tears were forced back because of pride and conceit, and all that was left in her eyes was a terrible haze.

The person who was splashed with the medicinal soup was none other than An Qin, who had just returned from outside. Because of Leng Qianxing's actions and domineering words, she couldn't calm down for a long time, and until a few seconds ago, she was still in a trance.

The warm potion seeped through her clothes, sticking to her skin, and instantly dragging her whole person back to reality.

Did she bump into someone? Knocked things over?

"Are you blind?" An angry question pierced into An Qin's eardrums sharply, and before she raised her head, she bumped into Yang Lin'er's cold and vicious eyes.

"I ......" An Qin opened her mouth to apologize, where did she think that a palm fell quickly from mid-air, and then the left side of her face was really slapped, and after the crisp slap, it was a hot pain.

"What are you?" Yang Lin'er turned all her hatred for An Qin into strength, and when she slapped it, her palms hurt. The left side of An Qin's face immediately became red and swollen because of the heavy blow, and blood flowed out of the corner of her mouth, which looked particularly dazzling in the light.

Yang Lin'er was not relieved by this, on the contrary, An Qin's stunned and grievances made her more and more disgusting.

She dropped the hand that had hit An Qin, pushed unceremoniously, where could An Qin, who was standing in the stairs, withstand the ensuing violence, and her body fell back unbalanced, if it weren't for her quick reaction of her limbs, her outstretched arm grabbed the fence urgently, and dragged her unbalanced body with force, she would have climbed down the stairs with unimaginable consequences.