The president's pet daughter

Song family.

Shen Qiyu sent someone to pick up Ling Zhaozhao early in the morning, saying that she recently asked for a very spiritual Jade Buddha abroad and wanted Ling Zhaozhao to see it.

I don't know how Shen Qiyu fell in love with this on a whim recently, and even if he is seeking the Jade Buddha, he has never heard of anyone seeking it abroad.

It sounds like a nondescript combination of Chinese and Western.

But Ling Zhaozhao thought that he didn't have anything to do now, so it would be good to accompany Shen Qiyu in the past.

As soon as she stepped into the living room, she saw Mrs. Ma and Mrs. Ye whom she had not seen for a long time.

Mrs. Ma still had that jeweled look, and Mrs. Ye kept a distance from Mrs. Ma even though she was smiling.

"Yo, isn't this Mr. Song's girlfriend?"

Mrs. Ma's eyes lit up instantly when she saw Ling Zhaozhao. She thought of all the losses she had suffered because of offending Ling Zhaozhao before, and also thought of the crazy words spread outside, and the unyielding energy in her heart suddenly came up.

Today she came to deliver some things to the Song family, but she didn't expect to meet Mrs. Ye, her deadly rival. She was in a bad mood at first, but she didn't expect to meet Ling Zhaozhao here, which immediately cheered her up.

Mrs. Ye also recognized Ling Zhaozhao, but she was not as happy as Mrs. Ma, she just smiled politely.

"It's been a long time. Speaking of which, the last time I saw Miss Ling was at the Song family banquet."

When they held a banquet last time, they were also invited. Seeing that the banquet was organized by Ling Zhaozhao, they didn't dare to make trouble at that time.

But it's different now. It's rumored outside that Ling Zhaozhao is having an affair with other men. No matter which family this kind of thing is placed in, it will be a very explosive existence.

What's more, it's still a big family like the Song family.

"Last time she was very beautiful, but I don't know how she has the face to step into the door of the Song family now. If it were me, I would have to be a man with my tail between my legs."

Mrs. Ma covered her mouth and snickered, the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes almost pinched a mosquito to death.

She has always been cautious, and she will find a chance to ridicule anyone who has opposed her.

"Mrs. Ma, she is a little girl after all. It's not good for you to expose her scars in front of her. After all, she is a girl from a small family. If you are weak in heart and do something, you and I can't afford it." This responsibility."

Mrs. Ye followed Mrs. Ma's words.

At this time, the two of them are united front, fighting against each other.

Hearing what they said, Ling Zhaozhao sat calmly on the sofa opposite them and poured himself a cup of hot tea.

Seeing that Ling Zhaozhao didn't care about their appearance at all, Mrs. Ma couldn't help being a little angry.

"You little girl is too ignorant. If the elders greet you here, you can ignore it. You don't have the courtesy to sit here and just pour tea for yourself. Didn't you see that our teacups are all empty?"

Mrs. Ma's confident voice echoed in the living room, people who didn't know thought that Ling Zhaozhao had come to their house as a guest and drank their tea.

"Sister Ma, don't be too angry, she is an irrelevant little girl anyway."

Mrs. Ye was very calm, but she was pulling and stepping on Ling Zhaozhao both openly and secretly.

Ling Zhaozhao just sat quietly, watching the two of them sing together.

"It turns out that you are elders. I thought you were a broken-mouthed aunt at the entrance of some village."

Ling Zhaozhao smiled and rolled his eyes, looking innocent.

Ling Zhaozhao's words undoubtedly aroused Mrs. Ma's anger.

She patted the table hard, shaking the teacup on the table, and the hot tea overflowed from it, accidentally scalding her hands.

But she didn't dare to show it too clearly, for fear that Ling Zhaozhao would catch her.

"You are really uneducated, do you ever talk like that? If I were Mrs. Song, I would be the first to kick you out."

"This is the Song family, not the Ma family. Please respect yourself, Mrs. Ma."

Ling Zhaozhao leaned on the sofa calmly, looked at Mrs. Ma coldly, and then glanced at Mrs. Ye who was sitting on the sidelines watching the play.

"I also ask Mrs. Ye not to fan the flames."

Mrs. Ye was called out unexpectedly, and the smile on her face froze.

"Miss Ling, I know you are angry, and you may not like to hear what we say..."

Mrs. Ye thought about it, stood up and walked in front of Ling Zhaozhao, pretending to be very kind, trying to trick Ling Zhaozhao.

But she didn't expect Ling Zhaozhao to interrupt her directly.

"Yes, I don't like to hear it, so don't talk about it, or you will be the ones who get swept away."

Ling Zhaozhao's frank and frank demeanor left them speechless.

"Sharp-toothed Hu Meizi, watch how I deal with you."

Mrs. Ma was probably out of breath, and picked up the teacup in front of her.

She was used to being domineering at home, and for a moment she didn't think that this was the Song family's territory, and she only thought of giving Ling Zhaozhao some trouble.

The tea in this teacup is freshly brewed, and it is very hot. If it is splashed on the body, not to mention peeling off the skin, it will hurt for a while.

Mrs. Ma looked at the tea in the teacup, a venomous look flashed in her eyes, and she threw it at Ling Zhaozhao without hesitation.

Ling Zhaozhao has been paying attention to Mrs. Ma's small movements, seeing that she is about to splash water, he directly holds Mrs. Ye's hand.

When Mrs. Ye heard Mrs. Ma's angry voice, she turned her head subconsciously. When she saw Mrs. Ma splashing water, she couldn't help being a little shocked.

She wanted to escape, but was held tightly by Ling Zhaozhao, unable to move at all.

As a result, a cup of hot tea was splashed on her face, and she was really embarrassed.

"Ah! My face! You bitch!"

Mrs. Ye felt a pain on her face, she couldn't help breaking free from Ling Zhaozhao's hand, and covered her face.

Mrs. Ma was a little surprised when she saw that she had accidentally splashed on the wrong person, but she was still a little unforgiving.

"You said what are you doing standing so close to her? I didn't mean it. I blame you for not avoiding it. Don't even try to touch my porcelain."

When Mrs. Ye heard Mrs. Ma's words, she couldn't help feeling anxious, and she wished she could go forward and pluck Mrs. Ma's hair.

"I think you did it on purpose, did you want to take revenge on me?!"

Mrs. Ma had always had a grudge against her for a long time, and this time the gift she gave to the Song family was a bit more refined than Mrs. Ma's, so it was hard not to suspect that Mrs. Ma was using the excuse of getting angry with Ling Zhaozhao to deliberately punish her.

Now that she looks like this, how can she go out?

Mrs. Ma couldn't help but sneer when she saw Mrs. Ye blushing with anger.

"Why are you crazy here if you don't understand human language? If I did it on purpose, what can you do to me?"

Ling Zhaozhao was still standing aside watching the show with relish, but a cold female voice came from upstairs.

"enough."