Leng Aojun is three and a half years younger

"Little Baozi, remember, you must not tell your father, otherwise you will not be able to make calls in the future." Before leaving, Jun Linfeng urged

The little bun was stunned for a moment, as if he understood what he meant, the little head nodded resolutely.

This time I really went upstairs obediently, and there was no more trouble when I entered the room.

Jun Linfeng finally breathed a sigh of relief.

With a spring-like smile on his face, while walking, he took out his mobile phone to make a call, "Honey, are you there yet?"

Soon, a sports car sped out outside the villa, leaving only an afterimage.

Luo Qingqian came out of the set and went directly to her rental house.

The things in the house, because they haven't been used for three days, some places are already dusty, seeing that it's still early, she simply cleaned up the room first.

There are not many clothes in the room, and all the quilts are boxed. Although Luo's father has promised to go back to live, Luo Qingqian doesn't want to just take this place away.

She sat on the sofa, took out her mobile phone and looked at the familiar number, her fingers repeated before the dial key for a while.

Hearing the beeping sound suddenly, she was startled and came back to her senses, and turned off the phone.

Did she still not have the guts to meet them?
After a while, she took a deep breath and dialed a number.

The other party connected quickly, but the other party obviously hesitated: "...Sister?"

"Tang Xiaoteng (righteous brother)." The two words seemed to have used all of Luo Qingqian's strength, and there was even a bitterness in his eyes.

When she was adopted by the Tang family, she had a good relationship with Tang Xiaoteng (young brother), but later, she wanted to return to the Luo family without hesitation, which broke the hearts of the two elders, and now they don't want to see her either.

And Tang Xiaoteng (righteous brother) was even more disappointed with her choice. She still remembers this 17-year-old boy, who was only 12 five years ago.

Zeng asked her: "Sister, we are a family, why don't you want me?"

How did she answer that time?
Yes, she said sorry.

I'm sorry that she likes Lu Yang very much. If she wants to be with him, she has to go back to Luo's house. She finally chose love.

But the reality gave her a slap in the face, what kind of bullshit love, everything is nothing but betrayal!
Luo Qingqian's eyes were a little red, and after taking a deep breath for a while, her voice became lighter: "Xiaoteng, I..."

"Sister, why do you want to give me a big phone call?

Already?" Tang Xiaoteng (young brother) on the other end of the phone was obviously a little surprised.

This year, he just entered college with excellent grades, and the elders of the Tang family breathed a sigh of relief.

"Xiao Teng, are you in class?" Luo Qingqian asked.

"Yes, class is over in one more class." said Tang Xiaoteng (young brother) at the other end.

"I'll pick you up from school later, and we'll go out to eat."

"Sister, there's no need." Tang Xiaoteng (young brother) hesitated, but still refused.

Luo Qing was quiet for a second, pretending not to notice the hesitation in his voice, and said briskly, "I don't even want to see my sister anymore? Xiao Teng, do you not like my sister anymore?"

"No, how could I not like my sister." Tang Xiaoteng (young brother) explained anxiously at the other end: "It's just... I only..."

"Okay, Xiaoteng, come out, and won't let parents know.

As soon as the words "Parent" and "Mom" came out, Tang Xiaoteng (young brother) on the other end of the phone was silent for an instant, and after a while, a joyful voice came: "Okay, sister, you go to the north gate and wait for me."

After hanging up the phone, Luo Qingqian went out early, looked at her BMW, which she had saved so much money to buy, and went to the north gate of the University in City A to wait.