Xuanyi boss, she won in a wealthy family

Chapter 3 [3] Back to the Ling Family

Ling Qi left that room, and bought some clothes at the street stall to change.

The stall owner looked at her with weird eyes full of surprise.

After scanning the QR code, Ling Qi lowered her eyes and left quickly.

She found a store at random, and she saw her appearance through the glass.

A scary exploding head.

The face is colorful and heavily made up, and the whole face looks like an old palette.

Ling Qi suddenly felt absurd like a kid walking around on the street.

Find a place to wash off the stuff on your face.

Fortunately, the original owner's hair was curled and permed once, and it went smoothly after washing.

After everything was done, she returned to Ling's house according to the route she remembered. As soon as Ling Qi stepped into the gate, a piece of porcelain flew in front of her, and she quickly avoided it.

The porcelain did not meet the slightest resistance, and fell to the ground with a "slap" and shattered into pieces.

Because of this sound, everyone in the living room of Ling's family turned their heads and their eyes fell on Ling Qi.

Seeing her calm face, everyone was startled, but only for a few seconds.

Ling Jiahui frowned immediately, with a serious face, and scolded: "Why did you come back now!"

Ling Qi raised her eyes lightly, but didn't speak.

Ever since she knew that the girl she had worked so hard to raise for more than ten years was not her own daughter, Cao Qing became more and more dissatisfied with this daughter.

Even though she wasn't satisfied at all.

Looking away in disgust, Cao Qing looked at her son in front of her, "Xiao Zhe, the matter has been decided, you just don't care about adults' affairs anymore as a child."

Ling Qi glanced at the boy from the corner of her eye.

He is the younger brother of the original owner, with fair skin and handsome looks.

He should have thrown that celadon vase just now.

In memory, the original owner and this younger brother were not close.

After only one glance, Ling Qi withdrew her gaze and looked at her father.

In my memory, he was not a good person.

"Where are you picking up the trash you're wearing? Do you have to embarrass my Ling family outside! Where did you go to fool around last night?"

As the man talked more and more, and the more he said the more ugly, the temperature in Ling Qi's eyes gradually dropped to freezing point.

She didn't come back, and she didn't see him sending someone to look for her.

Not wanting to say more, Ling Qi raised her legs to pass the man and go upstairs.

"stop!"

Ling Qi turned around and said in a calm tone, "If you are dissatisfied with me, you can tell me directly. You don't have to take the anger you received from others on me."

After speaking, she glanced at Ling Zhe who was still standing by the sofa.

The meaning is obvious.

It was Ling Zhe who really made Ling Jiahui angry, not her.

Ling Zhe was so annoyed by the sight, he snorted, turned around and strode away from the villa.

Cao Qing quickly chased after him and shouted, "Xiao Zhe!"

Ling Qi withdrew her gaze, turned and went upstairs.

Ling Jiahui blushed with anger and his neck was thick.

Looking at Ling Qi's back, he immediately said, "Don't stay at home these two days."

Ling Qi didn't stop walking, went upstairs and closed the door.

She could probably guess the reason why Ling Jiahui kept her from coming back.

I'm going to take my daughter back.

When her own daughter comes back, she, the fake daughter who has taken over the magpie's nest, should pack her bag and leave.

Ling Qi returned to the room and saw a room full of pink eyes, her heart beat a few beats slower for no reason.

Taking a few deep breaths, she sat on the bed.

After a few seconds of delay, Ling Qi was ready to pack her things.

Opening the closet and seeing the styles of clothes inside, Ling Qi raised her hand expressionlessly and closed it again.

After walking around the house for a few times, Ling Qi finally packed up some books, left the villa with her mobile phone and some cash.

The original owner had a dormitory at the school.

(End of this chapter)