Chapter 8: Despicable

Regarding Yi Jiachen's sudden appearance, Ling Ziyu's face was a little frightened, remembering what he had just said, wouldn't he listen to it?

In a panic, Yi Jiachen had already skipped her directly, walked in front of Ling Qingyu, his voice faded a little indifferent, and asked, "Have you eaten well?"

When Yi Jiachen said this, his body leaned down slightly, trying to be as level as Ling Qingyu as possible.

Ling Qingyu's eyes widened at first, and then nodded hesitantly.

She felt that there was something wrong with her answer, and then asked, "What about my parents?"

Yi Jiachen's eyes fell a little gloomy for a moment, but returned to normal in an instant, and he sat down next to Ling Qingyu with smooth movements, his voice was still as cold as ever, "I have already informed them, they should be able to come soon." ”

The communication between the two people was like no one around, making Ling Ziyu, who was standing on the side, look like a superfluous person, standing there with extreme embarrassment.

Although Ling Ziyu could clearly hear what the two of them were saying, the communication between the two of them seemed to be very intimate.

Ling Ziyu's eyes flashed with a hint of fierceness that did not match his appearance, his fists were clenched tightly at his sides, and his nails were already deeply embedded in his skin.

It's always been that way.

Ling Qingyu didn't have to think a little hard to get Yi Jiachen's love, but he had been by Yi Jiachen's side for so many years, but he had never looked at him squarely.

Even a glance!

Thinking of this, Ling Ziyu restrained her emotions, and immediately turned into a simple and harmless look, and a puzzled voice sounded in the empty living room: "Sister, didn't you say before that Ji Shao would not marry?" Why are you ...... now?"

She didn't finish her words, but everyone present understood.

Ling Ziyu could clearly feel that the air pressure on Yi Jiachen, who was sitting next to Ling Qingyu, was significantly lower, and she was overjoyed.

She wanted to add fuel to the fire, so she continued without stopping: "Sister, what should you do if you let Ji Shao do this? You were talking sweetly a few days ago, and now you are for Yi Shao...... You must know that Ji Shao is extremely sad. ”

Ling Ziyu felt that the air pressure around Yi Jiachen had dropped a little again.

Ling Ziyu has talked about this, even if Ling Qingyu is stupid, he can know what kind of calculation Ling Ziyu is making.

Sow discord.

She always knew that her sister liked Yi Jiachen, but she didn't expect her to use such a method, and it was really not as simple as it seemed on the surface.

Ling Qingyu didn't refute either, even though she knew that Ling Ziyu's purpose in saying these words was to make Yi Jiachen disgusted with herself.

Isn't that just what I wanted? Why not?

Yi Jiachen didn't speak, his eyes were as deep as the sea.

Ling Ziyu didn't expect the two of them to react like this, and the fierceness in her heart was even more, she bit her lip fiercely, and just wanted to speak, she was interrupted by the voice of the housekeeper at the door.

"Young Master, Miss Ling's parents are here."

Suddenly, the eyes of several people all looked at the door.

The leader was Ling Qingyu and Ling Ziyu's father, Ling Feng, who was wearing a black suit, his hair was combed extremely neatly, and he looked seriously dressed.

And the one who followed behind was Ning Qiuhan, that is, Ling Ziyu's biological mother and Ling Qingyu's stepmother.

She was also dressed up very seriously, her face was coated with a thick layer of powder, she looked miserable and white, a bit like a ghost in the TV series, she could see that she was wearing famous brands, necklaces and rings were gold, and she looked a little nouveau riche.

Ling Qingyu had never liked this stepmother, so she just frowned.

"Dad, Mom, why are you here?" Ling Ziyu saw this scene, but his eyes rolled, and he immediately pretended to be innocent and walked towards the two people.

If it weren't for the fact that she had already understood Ling Ziyu's character, maybe Ling Qingyu would have been deceived by her innocent appearance.

White Lotus One.

Ling Feng's temper was still a little restrained in front of Yi Jiachen this time, after all, something happened to the Ling family, and he still had to rely on the Yi family to get through this crisis, and all the rights of the Yi family were now in the hands of Yi Jiachen, so he could only try his best to please Yi Jiachen.

"Hello uncle and aunt!" Yi Jiachen stood up with a smile and said hello to the two of them.

His voice was cold, but his movements when he stood up were polite, but there was a little alienation in this politeness.

"Good, good!"

Before Ling Feng could answer, Ning Qiuhan had already grinned into the sky.

She had already taken a good look at this villa when she entered the house, this exquisite design, this incomparably elegant viewing taste, and this good location by the mountains and rivers, the birds and flowers, the fresh air, away from the world, it is simply a feng shui treasure!

I have long heard that Yi Jiachen's villa costs a lot of money and takes a long time, but I didn't expect it to be as good as outsiders say!

If I can live in this villa one day, if nothing else, I may be able to live at least a few more years!

I really don't know why Yi Jiachen fell in love with Ling Qingyu, a cheap girl, who was originally going to marry Ji Shao, but since he hooked up with Yi Jiachen again.

No, I must let Yi Jiachen see how good his daughter Ziyu is!

Probably because Ning Qiuhan's gaze was too explicit, and several people around her could feel the tiger in her gaze...... Greedy.

Ling Qingyu, who was sitting next to her and didn't move, frowned fiercely, she had known Ning Qiuhan for so many years, she seemed to have guessed what Ning Qiuhan was thinking in her heart.

Ling Feng also felt a little embarrassed like this, he definitely couldn't lose face in front of Yi Jiachen, so he glared at Ning Qiuhan fiercely, wanting her to be normal.

"Yi Shao, I don't know what you are here to let us do this time?" Ling Feng pondered for a while, and felt that it was better for Yi Jiachen to mention this matter first, so he pretended to ask as a greeting.

But he already had a seven or eight point grasp of this matter in his heart.

"Uncle and aunt, let's sit down first!" Yi Jiachen was not in a hurry to talk about the marriage first, and instead asked the housekeeper to pour a glass of water for Ling Feng and Ning Qiuhan.

After all, there must still be etiquette, so as not to let others say that the Yi family has no sincerity at all!

Ling Feng and Ning Qiuhan glanced at each other, then sat down on the sofa with some restraint and continued to wait for Yi Jiachen's next words.

"Uncle and aunt should already know about the matter, I don't know what the two of them think about me wanting to marry Qingyu?" Yi Jiachen asked.