The president's pet daughter

Seeing Ling Zhaozhao immersed in "broken love", sister-in-law Xiao Beibei specially made a meal of Ling Zhaozhao's favorite hot pot at night, trying to soothe Ling Zhaozhao's injured heart with delicious food.

"Zhao Zhao, eat more, you won't be sad because of these crap things when you're full."

Sister-in-law Xiao Beibei put more meat and vegetables into the pot, and she didn't forget to ask Ling Zhaozhao to add more.

Ling Zhaozhao looked at his empty bowl and the way the hot pot soup was boiling up and down in front of him, and suddenly missed Song Mingzhe very much.

If he was here, he would probably have piled up his bowl like a hill by now.

Ling Zhaozhao didn't expect that he was so dependent on Song Mingzhe, so he couldn't help but sigh.

Sister-in-law Xiao Beibei thought that Ling Zhaozhao was still moaning because of emotional matters, so she couldn't help casting a caring look.

It has to be said that the relationship between her and Ling Zhi has always been smooth, and it is because of this that she does not know how to comfort Ling Zhaozhao in the face of changes in her relationship.

Feeling the eyes of his sister-in-law Xiao Beibei, Ling Zhaozhao remembered his arduous mission of protecting love.

"Sister-in-law, don't worry too much about me, I'm fine. In fact, I don't quite understand why you and brother are doing well..."

Ling Zhaozhao bit his chopsticks, and tried cautiously.

"After all, you and elder brother have always been a model couple in my heart. The reason why I found someone like Song Mingzhe was also influenced by you."

After Ling Zhaozhao finished speaking, he silently apologized to Song Mingzhe in his heart.

I'm really sorry for her poor boyfriend, who was frequently pulled out to block guns when he was on a business trip.

"Don't compare that kind of person with your elder brother. Your elder brother is not that kind of person."

Hearing Ling Zhaozhao comparing Ling Zhi with Song Mingzhe, sister-in-law Xiao Beibei unconsciously began to defend Ling Zhi.

Sister-in-law Xiao Beibei lowered her eyes slightly, seemingly in a daze.

"Your elder brother is a very good person."

Ling Zhaozhao raised his eyebrows when he heard Xiao Beibei's words.

It seems that there is still a relationship between the sister-in-law and the elder brother.

And the feeling is very deep.

I just don't know why it has come to this point.

"Sister-in-law, is there some misunderstanding here? Maybe brother..."

Ling Zhaozhao wanted to explain something to his elder brother Ling Zhi on the sidelines, but was coldly interrupted by his sister-in-law Xiao Beibei.

"Let's not talk about him, Zhao Zhao, I've been worrying too much recently, drink some wine with me."

Seeing that his sister-in-law Xiao Beibei looked depressed, Ling Zhaozhao couldn't refuse, so he had to agree.

Xiao Beibei took out a bottle of red wine, uncorked it neatly, and poured a full glass for Ling Zhaozhao.

Ling Zhaozhao knew that he didn't drink well, so he didn't dare to drink too much.

On the contrary, Xiao Beibei clinked glasses with Ling Zhaozhao, and drank one after another, as if the cup was full of water.

"Sister-in-law, don't drink too much..."

Seeing his sister-in-law Xiao Beibei drinking so violently, Ling Zhaozhao couldn't help dissuading her.

She remembered that her sister-in-law didn't seem to drink very well either.

Sister-in-law Xiao Beibei was already drunk, and waved her hands when she heard Ling Zhaozhao's words.

"I do not……"

Before she could say the word drunk, her sister-in-law Xiao Beibei collapsed on the table and became unconscious.

Ling Zhaozhao looked at his sister-in-law Xiao Beibei who fell quickly, and the corners of his eyes twitched.

Her sister-in-law is really drunk when she says she is drunk.

Ling Zhaozhao couldn't care less about the half-eaten hot pot, so he could only help his drunken sister-in-law Xiao Beibei into the room.

As soon as Xiao Beibei was helped to the bed, Ling Zhaozhao's phone rang.

It was from the elder brother Lingzhi.

As soon as the phone was connected, there was Ling Zhi's eager voice.

"Zhao Zhao, why can't you get through to your sister-in-law's phone all the time, did something happen to you?"

Ling Zhaozhao glanced at Xiao Beibei's mobile phone which had no notification of incoming calls at all, fearing that the voice would wake Xiao Beibei up, quietly walked out of the room, and spoke with some pain.

"Brother, is there a possibility that you were blocked by your sister-in-law?"

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone.

"Then how is she doing now?"

The eldest brother Ling Zhi's voice was a little hoarse, as if he was really sad.

"I just drank some wine, and now I'm drunk, don't worry, nothing will happen to her with me taking care of her. Brother, don't think too much, I think sister-in-law still has feelings for you, but I haven't said anything yet. Get out, don't know why."

Ling Zhaozhao pressed his aching temples, feeling a little tired physically and mentally.

It's really not easy for her to be a marriage mediator. After comforting this side, she has to comfort the other side.

Hearing Ling Zhaozhao's words, Ling Zhi seemed to have hope rekindled in his heart, and told Ling Zhaozhao a lot of Xiao Beibei's daily habits and preferences.

For the first time, Ling Zhaozhao felt that his elder brother had the potential to become a Tang monk.

After finally dealing with his elder brother and Ling Zhaozhao taking care of his sister-in-law Xiao Beibei, he had to clean up the dinner table. By the time everything was done, an hour had passed.

Ling Zhaozhao didn't bother to look at her phone during this period. She didn't have time to look at her phone until she returned to her room.

The sight startled her.

Song Mingzhe actually called her more than a dozen missed calls.

Ling Zhaozhao remembered that Song Mingzhe called her this morning and she didn't answer. She took the time to send him a message saying that she was busy, and then she was busy arranging the luggage she brought over, and she didn't think of calling Song Mingzhe back. Telephone.

Ling Zhaozhao made a video call to Song Mingzhe very nervously.

After a few rings, Song Mingzhe connected the video.

In the video, he had a gloomy face, frowning slightly, as if he had reached the limit of his patience.

"Ling Zhaozhao, are you busy dating someone secretly?"

He didn't know what happened to the Ling family, so he wanted to make a call to ask, but Ling Zhaozhao didn't answer, saying that she was busy.

If you are busy, then he will wait until she is free to talk.

As a result, at night, she didn't even send a message.

Fearing that something might happen to her, he made more than a dozen phone calls, all of which were busy signals without exception.

Ling Zhaozhao thought about it from the standpoint of Song Mingzhe, and felt that what he did was really maddening.

"I didn't, don't frame me."

Ling Zhaozhao hastily turned the camera and showed Song Mingzhe a complete view of the structure of his room.

He even opened the bottom of the bed and the wardrobe for him to see.

"I'm at my sister-in-law's house now. I've been busy today, so I didn't reply to your message. I didn't mean it. I'm sorry."

Ling Zhaozhao dragged out the ending, as if he was acting like a baby.

She has always believed in the saying that a coquettish woman is the best life, and she is sure that Song Mingzhe will follow her.

"It's really tiring, little Song Zi. If I hadn't been strong, I'm afraid I'd be so tired that I'd cry now."

Ling Zhaozhao blinked at the camera, looking pitiful.