When Leng Yiyao and Leng Weiran went home, it was nearly midnight. Except for the living room lights, the whole house was almost dark.

When she pushed open the door and entered, she saw Leng Yirui sitting on the sofa in a robe, with her head tilted to one side, apparently unable to hold back her sleepiness, and fell asleep.

As soon as he heard the door opening, Leng Yixuan was immediately startled, and the whole person quickly sat upright, seeing her coming in, followed by his father, and quickly greeted her.

"I saved porridge for you and your sister, do you want to eat some?" Wen Wen Ya Ya, delicate and weak, like a feather in the heart, just this voice makes people feel very fit.

"I'm not hungry, you ask your sister." Leng Weiran always stopped eating after dinner. He has raised his eldest daughter for so many years, doesn't he know what she means by waiting for them to come back? But I just wanted to make a cliché and ask Leng Yiyao what he did after leaving with the marshal.

He didn't ask in the car, he was feeling suffocated, the eldest daughter wanted to ask, and he naturally wouldn't stop him.

Leng Yiyi's eyes flashed, she immediately understood what her father meant, turned around, and walked in front of Leng Yiyao naturally, "Yaoyao, the purple rice porridge I made in the kitchen, you are young, eat this to nourish your stomach."

After all, it's time to hire a housekeeper.

Leng Yiyao looked at the time and was too lazy to show her, "No, I can't digest it after eating, so I'll go to bed first." The injured person needs rest the most. Where did she get the Pacific Time to waste with her?

Regardless of the stunned eyes behind him, he went upstairs and went back to his room by himself along the escalator.

Leng Yizhen just stared at her back blankly, her palms clenched red, she turned her head, only to see that her father, who was always partial to her, was not surprised at all. That expression, like seeing a toddler playing in the mud, was full of disapproval.

It can be clearly not the case before!

She squeezed the back of her hand tightly. In the past, how could Leng Yiyao dare to be so rebellious in front of his father? Even if you pretend, you have to pretend to be sisters! But now? Even talking to her felt like a waste of time. Does the father still take it for granted?

Something must have happened!

After she and the marshal left, something must have happened!

Leng Yiran lowered her eyes angrily, her heart was extremely tormented, like countless claws scratching her heart.

Such an unattainable person, such an incomparably beautiful person, why did he take away Leng Yiyao!

Obviously the first thing he saw was her!

"It's getting late, why don't you go back to your room to rest?" Leng Weiran glanced at her coldly and walked past her. His brows furrowed unconsciously. Before, I only thought that the eldest daughter had a unique temperament and was quite skillful in socializing in the circle, but today, why does she feel that she is not high-grade anywhere?

His eyes slowly swept to the little daughter's room.

In the past, this little daughter was shrouded in her sister like a shadow, which was not surprising. But tonight, when the two are compared, the eldest daughter is a bit unattractive...

Leng Weiran shook his head, thinking of what Leng Yiyao said in the car, he didn't feel a little pain in his brain. If he guessed correctly, there will be a commotion at home early tomorrow morning...

Leng Yizheng watched his father walk over with indifference on his face, he didn't bother to care about her at all, and suddenly, a coldness flashed in his eyes!

She was only sixteen years old, and she was a "lost girl" who had "lost" for so many days before returning home. Would she take it with such an understatement?

Oh, so naive!

She is not in a hurry, it will be a long time to come, they will wait and see!