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

After entering the fingerprint to open the door, Lin Weiwei entered the Ling family villa in the last ray of morning light.

She tiptoed towards her room on the second floor, Lin Weiwei, who intended not to disturb anyone, just took a step when a lazy but sharp voice sounded from behind, "Oh, our young lady of the Ling family, Are you willing to come back later?"

Back stiffened, Lin Weiwei turned around slowly, and saw that bright and charming face at the corner of the stairs on the first floor.

Ling Weiwei's stepmother, Zhao Qing.

Although Lin Weiwei hadn't seen Ling Weiwei's troublesome deeds with her own eyes, she had heard a lot about them.

His mother died when he was young, and his father, Ling Yuanshan, married Zhao Qing when Ling Weiwei was five years old.

What is worth talking about is that when Zhao Qing entered the door, she brought two children with her.

Son Ling Ziyang, daughter Ling Xinyue.

That year, Ling Weiwei was five years old, Ling Ziyang was four years old, and Ling Xinyue was two years old.

That is to say, before Ling Weiwei's biological mother Su Xiuyu died, Ling Yuanshan was already with Zhao Qing and gave birth to a pair of children out of wedlock.

Zhao Qing is the mistress that people often talk about nowadays.

It's just that Ling Yuanshan married her, and the Ling family is a wealthy family in City A, so everyone gave the Ling family and Ling Yuanshan this face, and no one mentioned the old thing that Zhao Qing was a mistress.

However, not mentioning it doesn't mean it doesn't exist.

Ling Weiwei herself was full of malice towards Zhao Qing's mother and daughter.

Not wanting to get entangled with Zhao Qing, Lin Weiwei asked coldly, "What's the matter?"

Zhao Qing was taken aback for a moment, her face turned livid for a moment.

Obviously she was fooling around outside and came back after two days. With this appearance, she seems to be okay?

"you……"

Out of breath, Zhao Qing paused before she could speak.

Looking at the man who came out of the master bedroom on the first floor with lightly lowered eyebrows, Zhao Qing said softly: "Yuan Shan, come and take a look, our eldest lady won't go home for two days and two nights, and now she's not going home." Come back. Tell me, if the news spreads, our Ling family will be ashamed, and the Leng family will also be shamed. Then, how will we face Dong Leng and Mrs. Leng?"

The man walking towards him was none other than Ling Weiwei's father, Ling Yuanshan.

The 50-year-old Ling Yuanshan, apart from his slightly protruding belly, doesn't look like a 50-year-old at all, but looks like a 40-year-old.

When she saw Lin Weiwei standing on the second floor with gentle eyebrows, she instantly sank.

"What the hell do you look like? Do you still look like a wealthy Shuyuan? Hurry up and change your clothes for me..."

Shouting sharply, seeing Lin Weiwei turn around and leave, Ling Yuanshan smiled and hugged Zhao Qing's shoulder, "Okay, it's so early in the morning, why are you so angry?"

Feeling guilty towards Ling Weiwei's biological mother, Su Xiuyu, Ling Yuanshan is a little more indulgent towards Ling Weiwei, as long as she doesn't make too much trouble, Ling Yuanshan would rather let her do one thing more than one thing less.

When a daughter grows up, she always wants to marry. The marriage between Ling Weiwei and Leng Jinran was arranged by Leng Jinran's mother and Su Xiuyu more than 20 years ago. It has been so many years, and there is no reason to regret it.

After a while, the two families meet and discuss the matter of marriage. Let Ling Weiwei marry her. At that time, it will be up to Leng Jinran how to control Ling Weiwei. He is happy to be a loving father who pampers his daughter.

Thinking about it this way, it doesn't seem like a big deal.

Ling Yuanshan looked at Zhao Qing with a smile, "She is already an adult, so just leave her alone. In the future, leave it to Leng Jinran to discipline her."

Leng Jinran?

The thought of a good cabbage being overwhelmed by a pig like Ling Weiwei made Zhao Qing feel even more uncomfortable.

No, this good cabbage must belong to her daughter!