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

With the efforts of Lin Weiwei and several managers, the business of the sales department is slowly getting on the right track.

After the departmental meeting in the afternoon, Lin Weiwei left Ling's with her bag in her hand, and drove to Yulan Garden.

The car drove into the gate of the community, and looked in the direction of the Lin family's villa involuntarily, Lin Weiwei's mood suddenly became sad.

Hearing a car honking behind him, he realized that he had stopped at some point, blocking the way of others, Lin Weiwei hurriedly started the car and drove forward.

A few minutes later, it stopped in front of a black and gray villa.

In the afternoon, the sun was warm and warm, but the black-gray villa looked like a European castle at a glance, making people feel a gloomy atmosphere from head to toe.

Ke Lin Weiwei, don't be afraid.

This is her favorite place since she was a child, and the people living here are the kindest people in this world except her parents, elder brother, and Leng Jinran. How could she be afraid of him?

After getting out of the car and ringing the doorbell, there was no movement in the house for a long time.

Lin Weiwei was not in a hurry, she looked calm and waited quietly.

In the study room on the second floor of the villa, a middle-aged man with chicken coop hair and black-rimmed glasses was writing and drawing while looking back at Lin Weiwei standing outside the gate on the computer screen.

10 minute, 15 minutes, 20 minutes...

In the blink of an eye, half an hour has passed.

If it were other visitors, they might leave in less than 3 minutes, but the young woman in the picture didn't even change the expression on her face.

It was as if she knew there must be someone in the villa.

The originally steady and undisturbed hand began to stop from time to time, the chicken coop man frowned, looked at Lin Weiwei, and then looked at the painting under his hand. After a long time, he threw away the pencil in his hand angrily.

He got up and walked out, and after two steps, he realized that there was only one slipper on his feet. The chicken coop man walked back to the desk, and searched for a long time with his waist hooked.

Even though he was dressed neatly, he didn't realize that his image was extremely scruffy and desolate. The chicken coop man went downstairs, opened the door, and stood on the steps.

Lin Weiwei's eyes lit up, "Second...Second Uncle Tan."

Second uncle?

Chicken Coop Man frowned tightly, "Whose girl are you from? Who told you to call me that?"

Call him Second Uncle, there is only one little girl in this world.

And that little girl died in that fire more than a month ago.

It's a pity that no one can pass on his mantle in this life.

Thinking of the blueprint of his own study and the years of his careful teaching, the chicken coop man's eyes turned red.

"Second Uncle Tan, won't you invite me in? Is this your way of hospitality?"

Shouting loudly, Lin Weiwei patted on the iron gate.

Looking at the picture of the familiar girl in front of me, a sense of familiarity inexplicably emerged in my heart, until Lin Weiwei entered the door of the villa, the chicken coop man didn't react, why did he open the door for her and let her in up?

"Who are you? What do you want from me?"

Seeing Lin Weiwei looking around the house with disgust on his face, Chicken Coop Man realized that his house is really too dirty and messy.

It's just a small dump.

The old man couldn't hold back anymore, and the chicken coop man shouted out of embarrassment, "Hurry up, hurry up, I don't welcome you here."

"Not welcome? It's late..."

Spreading her hands, Lin Weiwei said with a rascal face: "If you don't welcome me, why did you let me in? Now, since I'm standing here, it means that you welcome me."

"you you you you……"

Pointing at Lin Weiwei, his fingers trembled slightly, the chicken coop man was angry and anxious, but the familiar feeling in his heart became more obvious.