"Who is it?" Ling Jing walked over with a smile and held Han Junfeng's hand. Obviously, she did not recognize Pu Shanshan, who was in love with her appearance.

"Shanshan is back, I'm about to take her to see my aunt." Junfeng's face was filled with joy, holding Shanshan with one hand and Ling Jing with the other, and then crossing his hands together, "You two sisters from life can finally get together!"

When Ling Jing heard this, her smile was stalemate on her face, and her eyes turned to Shanshan involuntarily, and the hand she was held gradually left her palm.

"Why are you here?" Her tone was unfamiliar, as if she was talking to someone who was completely unfamiliar.

Shanshan felt cold in her heart, and suddenly she felt disappointment swept over. She originally thought they would be good friends, but she just thought that they sneered, and her tone became iced, "Are you a guest, aren't you welcome?"

Since this is the case, she has no worries. Anyway, Pu Shanshan is not someone who doesn't like her and insists on currying favor with others.

"No, why is that? Please come inside. Just walk straight to see the living room." Ling Jing said with a smile, trying her best to highlight that she is the owner of this home.

"I know, it's very familiar." Shanshan replied with a brighter smile than her and passed by her.

It seemed as if he was the master, so why did he be so arrogant? Ling Jing snorted coldly, glared at Han Junfeng fiercely, and turned around to follow Pu Shanshan's steps.

Junfeng didn't understand why, so he had to look at Ouyang Luoyun who was watching the show next to him, but he didn't get any response and shrugged. Women's war was really terrible... But looking at their eyes, it seemed that they were the culprit.

"Auntie Ling." Although Shanshan tried hard to put her voice back to its original sweetness, there was still a hint of coldness, which was a fact that could not be distorted.

At this moment, everyone in Ling's house was focused on her, Shanshan was still standing there smiling, and that sweet voice would never call their parents again. Thinking of this, Ling's mother suddenly felt a little sad.

But after all, it is someone else's child, so I can't raise a relative. I feel relieved, "Shanshan is here? Are you still used to living in Pu's family? You are used to sleeping in a big bed, will you suffer from insomnia now when you sleep in a small bed?"

Insomnia? It’s so ironic. No matter how old Ling is, she is still a house without care. She is just a sign of vain. "Of course, it’s a good time to touch the alarm clock with your hand. I don’t have to worry about being late in the morning anymore."

This made Ling's parents embarrassed for a moment and had to cough twice. Ling's father called the servant to make a cup of good Longjing for her, but Shanshan refused.

"No need, I can't afford Ling's tea, so as not to say that my well-off family will be more refreshing in my heart."

"Shanshan, are you quarreling here?" Ling Jing couldn't help but stand up from the soft sofa, trying to end this ridiculous farce.

"Oh? Miss Ling Jing, don't you want to quarrel? My Pu Shanshan offended you? As soon as I came in, I sarcastically said that my Pu family is not as good as your Ling family's Feng Shui, what's wrong with your Ling family's great business? You can have today all thanks to my mother! Should I pay back all this?" Shanshan raised her lips lightly.
Chapter completed!