Leng Yiyao crooked on the sofa and asked someone to bring her mobile phone. The people below didn't dare to be a housekeeper, they all agreed, carefully looking up at the young lady's face.

Leng Yiyao glanced over with a half-smile but not a smile: "Why, elder sister, are you treating me like this? Even if I take my own things, you have to agree to it? But Xi Le said, you hurt me to the core... …”

Hearing her Tsile, Leng Yilai's face tightened, and she could not wait to leave.

"Take it! Give her everything she wants!"

She gritted her teeth in hatred, closed her eyes to get the wine, and wished her father would come back quickly! Seeler was angry and walked away. The key is whether the gift is to be given now or not?

In the past, if no one knew about it, it would be fine. Her younger sister has always been an ancestor who ate and waited for death. Today, she doesn't know what's crowding her brain.

She drank half a glass of red wine fiercely, sneering in her heart. At that time, she doesn't have to do it herself, and her eldest brother and father can kill her immediately!

Leng Yiyao didn't bother to care how her sister felt HIGH in her heart, took the mobile phone sent by the servant, and carefully read the records of the past few days. There was only one call reminder, it was a long string of numbers, and there was no name reminder. As far as her memory was concerned, there was no such number in her mind. In other application software, no one left a message for himself. Except for this phone call, it was as if she hadn't disappeared at all. She was about to enter the third year of high school, and she was at the age of college entrance examination. The school and teachers did not respond at all. It was definitely her father or brother who greeted her in person.

This is very interesting. Seeler said that she had "run away from home", but Leng Yizhen only said verbally that she was afraid that she didn't have such a high degree of credibility. If it goes backwards, it must be the unanimous rhetoric of the Leng family. That is to say, her father and brother are on her sister's side...

Leng Yiyao looked at the sky outside the window while turning her phone, she was so lazy as if she was about to fall asleep at any time.

When the family doctor came, he saw the two sisters occupying the east and west sides of the living room as if the king did not see the king. Although they always knew that the two sisters were at odds with each other, they had never shown it so clearly in front of outsiders. . what is it today? But before he could react, he saw Leng Yiyao waving at him, he paused, and went over with the medicine box in the end: "Is Miss Leng feeling unwell?"

It was inconvenient to take off the robe, Leng Yiyao waved his hand, "Do you have a knife?"

"What?" The doctor was stunned.

She pointed to his medicine box: "knife, do you have it?"

"Yes." The doctor pursed his lips, opened the box, and took out a scalpel he carried all year round. Thin blade, sharp and cold.

Leng Yiyao took it, and without thinking about it, she swiped directly at her waist.

The sound of shredding cloth suddenly spread throughout the room.

The middle-aged man, who had already stepped into the door, just watched his second daughter cut off his clothes in front of the doctor...

The delicate waist suddenly appeared in spring, and standing in the distance only vaguely saw a white mass, but this already irritating person wanted to hang her up and beat her!

In City D, women with status have to wear a veil when they go out, and they don't even show their faces to others, and they bare their skin in front of outsiders?

Does she think she has lived too long?

It's just getting more and more lawless!

Leng Wei Ran tightened his jaw, his eyes were cold, he took two quick steps, walked directly to Leng Yiyao, and raised his right hand high!