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

When a black shadow appeared in front of her eyes, Lin Weiwei became even more dizzy.

Please, she was already very careful, and she walked close to the wall. Could it be that there is someone more dizzy than her, who can't even see a person her age?

Patting the shoulder of the person in front of him, Lin Weiwei said politely: "Brother, excuse me..."

Bros?

Leng Jinran's face darkened instantly.

Although he really didn't want to admit that he knew the woman in front of him, the fact was that this woman with fluttering eyes and calling him buddy was his fiancee.

Grinding her teeth, Leng Jinran spoke again, her words were quite gnashed, "Ling Weiwei, will you die if you don't drink? Look at you, what do you look like?"

acquaintance?

Hearing the voice was familiar, Lin Weiwei tried hard to see who the person in front of him was, but there were multiple images in front of him, and he could only vaguely distinguish it was a man.

Well, it smells good too.

"do we know each other?"

Lin Weiwei stepped back a little cautiously, and asked in a somewhat vain voice.

Startled for a moment, Leng Jinran's expression became even uglier.

Hard to catch?

Or, pretend to be amnesia?

"Ling Weiwei, you are really getting more and more promising..."

Speaking angrily, Leng Jinran felt that his head was really flooded, and that's why he thought that dude Ling Weiwei would get better.

Lin Weiwei naturally felt Leng Jinran's anger.

However, apart from Ling Ziyang, Lin Weiwei really couldn't think of anyone else who would have such a sarcastic tone towards her.

Or, is it another debt of favor owed by Ling Weiwei?

call……

When she just woke up, she was thankful that God had mercy on her and allowed her to be born on Ling Weiwei's body, so that she could rely on the power of the Ling family to avenge her parents one day.

But at this moment, all the joy turned into regret.

Ling Weiwei, how many sins have you done?

Howling in her heart, Lin Weiwei flipped through her handbag in a hurry, and then grabbed Leng Jinran's arm.

He watched Lin Weiwei write a string of numbers on his forearm with eyebrow pencil, and when Leng Jinran realized, Lin Weiwei had already let go of his arm.

"Sister, I'm drunk. I don't understand what you're saying to me right now. So, play the piano to the cow, you know? Call me in the daytime tomorrow. I've given you the number..."

Pointing to Leng Jinran's arm with drunk eyes, Lin Weiwei pushes Leng Jinran away, leans on the wall and walks away.

When Leng Jinran turned around to look, Lin Weiwei had already pushed open the door of the private room and entered.

The noise overflowing from the private room was accompanied by the closing of the door, and then nothing could be heard. Seeing the crooked string of tadpole characters on her arm, Leng Jinran clenched her fists.

As long as she thought that Ling Weiwei regarded him as another man, and there were countless such men in her chaotic life in the past, Leng Jinran felt like going mad with rage.

I have always felt that it is a good choice to have Ling Weiwei as a shield to wave away all the rotten peach blossoms around him if I have never met a woman who is tempted. At this moment, Leng Jinran felt that he was really wrong.

For a woman like Ling Weiwei, he should have strangled her to death the moment he thought of retiring the engagement!

Thinking frantically, and then looking at those meandering ink colors on her arms, Leng Jinran felt particularly glaring.

Taking a deep breath, suppressing the irritability in her chest and abdomen, Leng Jinran hurried to the bathroom.

Turning on the faucet to scrub his arm, while the waterproof handwriting gradually faded, his arm started to ache.

And when his eyes flicked over the row of numbers, Leng Jinran's eyes shrank suddenly.