Facing the little girl's expression full of resentment, Leng Jinran smiled gently and comfortably.

Nodding his head and smiling, he greeted the people around him, Leng Jinran turned around and put the wine glass back, and walked towards Lin Weiwei.

"Do you feel uncomfortable?"

Raising her hand to touch Lin Weiwei's forehead, Leng Jinran asked softly.

Lin shook his head slightly, "It's okay."

Breathing out lightly, Leng Jinran nodded, "Remember what you promised me just now."

Blinking, it took a long time before I remembered Leng Jinran's sentence "No more next time" that implied orders and worries, Lin smiled slightly and nodded, "Okay."

The intimate interaction between the two came to an end, and Yan Mocheng, who was standing a few steps away, stepped forward, "Young Master Leng, I didn't expect you to come, the reception is not good, it is really rude."

"Boss Yan is being polite. I came here uninvited, so I should be rude."

Responding to the voice, seeing Yan Mocheng's invitation, Leng Jinran took Lin Weiwei's waist and led her to the reception room next to the banquet hall.

The reception room is full of people from the Yan family.

Yan Zitong snuggled into Madam Yan's arms, her eyes and nose were red from crying, and she cursed Ning Xia while crying, saying that Ning Xia dragged her into the water, causing her to almost die in the lake.

Seeing Lin Weiwei, Yan Zitong opened his mouth, but in the end he didn't say anything, turned his face away with an awkward expression, and stopped talking.

As for Ning Xia, she didn't speak from the beginning to the end, she bit her lips tightly, and clasped her hands together, her knuckles turned white.

There was silence around her, Ning Xia raised her head, and saw Lin Weiwei who was looking at her with concern in her eyes, Ning Xia's tears fell down in an instant.

"Weiwei, I didn't push Zitong, I didn't, you believe me..."

Her lips were bitten, bright red blood dripped out, Lin's complexion became paler than paper, Ning Xia stood up and grabbed Lin Weiwei's hand, tears streaming down her face, "She said, I'm an illegitimate daughter, so I should stay away Damn, I had to come here to snatch her parents, brothers and sisters from her, Weiwei, I was very angry, but I didn't push her."

"I believe in you, Xia Xia, I believe in..."

Reaching out to hug Ningxia, letting her cry silently in her arms, Lin Weiwei turned her head to look at Leng Jinran, "I want to go back."

"Okay, let's go."

Without hesitation, Leng Jinran raised his eyes to look at Yan Mocheng, with a gloomy expression, "Mr. Yan, let's go first, and we won't bother you at another time."

"Master Leng, Leng..."

He uttered a voice to stop him, but seeing that there was no response from the other party, Yan Mocheng gave Yan Zitong a helpless look, then turned around and strode after him.

Watching the car that saw Leng Jinran disappear from sight, Yan Mocheng turned and returned to the reception room unhappily.

He was full of anger, but after seeing his daughter's pale face and red and swollen eyes, he couldn't speak a word, and finally heaved a heavy sigh.

"Dad, you have to trust me."

Tears streamed down, Yan Zitong sobbed and said: "I scolded her, scolded her for not coming back, for not robbing me, but I didn't push her. She fell into the lake because she didn't stand up Yes, she even pulled me in, Dad, you have to trust me..."

Yan Zitong knew that under the watchful eyes of everyone, she might not be able to speak clearly.

She is not afraid of being misunderstood by others, but she is afraid of disappointing the family she loves and cares about.

As if he didn't dare to look up to see his father's disappointed and helpless eyes, Yan Zitong lowered his head, letting the tears wet his skirt.

"Dad believes in you."

His father's generous voice sounded above his head, Yan Zitong couldn't bear the grievance anymore, threw himself into his mother's arms, and cried for a long time.

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