The rich and powerful family: Leng Shao, please don't tease!

Passing by Yan Zitong and walking forward, Lin Weiwei felt that such a dance party is really too boring.

Being ignored by Lin Weiwei like this, Yan Zitong was furious.

"Ling... Wei... Wei..."

Roaring angrily, Yan Zitong chased after her and blocked Lin Weiwei's way.

"Ling Weiwei, this is your tutor? You came to my house for a banquet, and you didn't even say that you hurt my guests, but you still spoke rudely? You and your stepmother really have the same virtue..."

Sternly reprimanded, Yan Zitong was furious.

It is an indisputable fact that Lin Weiwei endured the fact that Ling Weiwei has no tutor.

But Lin Weiwei couldn't bear to say that Ling Weiwei had the same virtue as Zhao Qing.

With cold eyes, Lin Weiwei stepped forward and approached Yan Zitong, her words were quiet, "Miss Yan, do you think your words will make others think of your tutor? What is the difference between you and me?"

Seeing that Yan Zitong blushed, and his angry little eyes seemed to eat her up, Lin Weiwei rolled her eyes and walked away.

Gritting his teeth resentfully, Yan Zitong frowned as he watched Lin Weiwei's retreating back.

When did that idiot Ling Weiwei become so rational?

According to the past, just her words could provoke Ling Weiwei to yell loudly without any image, but today, she didn't get angry?

Full of anger, Yan Zitong thought quickly in his mind, and after a while, his eyes fell on Ning Xia who was following his mother in the distance to entertain guests.

Ling Weiwei was Ningxia's only guest. She thought that Ling Weiwei would lose face, and Ningxia would also make a fool of herself, so that everyone in City A could see Ningxia's true face of cowardice.

Since Ling Weiwei has thorns on her body and is difficult to deal with, then it's better to deal with Ningxia directly.

However, before Yan Zitong could figure out a way, a soft call sounded a few steps away.

"Tongtong..."

Yan Zixi, who was dressed in an off-white dress, walked over gracefully.

With a bright appearance and exquisite makeup, as the eldest lady of the Yan family, Yan Zixi is the standard Shuyuan in the wealthy circle of City A.

She could see through her sister's mind almost at a glance, Yan Zixi disapproved, "Tongtong, I know you don't like Ningxia, even if you don't think of her as a sister in your heart, she is now the second daughter of the Yan family in name. Miss, this is an indisputable fact. If Ningxia loses face, whose face do you think is lost?"

"Be honest with me, otherwise, my parents dote on you, and I won't be so easy to talk to."

After finishing speaking in a cold voice, Yan Zixi turned and left.

His face turned pale, and there were already two glistening tears in Yan Zitong's eyes.

In this family, what she fears most is not her parents and elder brother, but her sister who is only four years older than her.

If Yan Zixi said to send her abroad, her parents would definitely agree.

She doesn't want to go abroad!

Feeling that there was nowhere to vent his anger, Yan Zitong stomped his feet and walked towards the banquet hall unwillingly.

Lin Weiwei, who left the ball and entered the banquet hall one step earlier than Yan Zitong, had a faint smile on her face, but the next moment, the smile froze.

Not far from the window, Qin Suwan was talking to several noble ladies, and one of Qin Suwan's arms was held affectionately by Yan Qingxin.

As if she had been waiting for this opportunity, seeing Lin Weiwei, Yan Qingxin raised her eyes and looked back, bursting into a beautiful smile.

But in the eyes, the arrogance is full.

Want to take advantage of Leng Jinran's absence and stage a good show of real and fake daughter-in-law here?

Ha ha……

In today's society, not only do you have to fight your father, but it seems that you have to fight your face.

Ladies and folks, it's time to be ashamed.

Meeting Yan Qingxin's provocative eyes, Lin Weiwei stepped forward with a bright smile all over her face, and shouted at Qin Suwan: "Mom..."