The president's pet daughter

In the blink of an eye, it's the last day of the year-end.

It just happened to be a rest day, Ling Zhaozhao thought he would have a good rest before going to eat again.

But I didn't expect to be woken up early in the morning by the sound of crackling at home.

Ling Zhaozhao rubbed his messy hair, and walked out of the room wearing slippers.

In the living room, Yunmei and Ling Shiyi were arranging the objects to be taken to the Shen's house, and they were arranged all over the floor.

"Zhao Zhao, you are awake, come down quickly and give us a reference."

Yunmei raised her eyes and saw Ling Zhaozhao was leaning sleepily against the railing upstairs, she waved her hand to signal Ling Zhaozhao to come down quickly.

"What are you doing so early in the morning, don't you just go to dinner at night?"

Ling Zhaozhao yawned, somewhat confused.

These days, she stayed up late to catch up with work and finally wove the scarf she was going to give to Song Mingzhe. She thought she could sleep well today.

"What do you know, the first time you go to someone's house to eat, you must pay attention to it. You can see what we have prepared, and later you can help your dad choose clothes, so as not to be rude when you go to other people's house later."

Today, Yunmei changed from her simple style in the past. She was wearing a bright retro floral dress that pinched her waist just right, and the gray fur was draped over her shoulders, making her look extremely rich and gorgeous.

Ling Zhaozhao even noticed that his mother went to get a small curl, and carefully made eyebrows and eyelashes.

"Mom, you look beautiful today."

Looking at Yunmei's bright and charming appearance, Ling Zhaozhao couldn't help but praise her.

Hearing Ling Zhaozhao's praise, Yunmei stroked her forehead, looking rather contented.

After Ling Zhaozhao praised Yunmei, his eyes shifted to the sets of clothes Ling Shiyi was going to wear on the sofa, and the corners of his mouth twitched involuntarily.

"Dad, these suits of yours are all suits, why are you doing it so grandly?"

Ling Shiyi doesn't like to wear a suit the least on weekdays, he can do whatever he wants for leisure.

Looking at these exquisitely crafted and well-cut suits, I must have spent a lot of thought on choosing them.

"Your mother is like this, can I do without a suit?"

Ling Shiyi, who was sorting things out, was also a little distressed, so he lowered his voice and leaned over to talk to Ling Zhaozhao.

Thinking of Yunmei's rich attire, Ling Zhaozhao nodded in agreement.

Indeed, if you don't wear a suit, your father will feel unattainable standing next to your mother.

She thought it was just a simple meal, but now it looks like their family is going to a dinner party.

"Then this one."

Ling Zhaozhao casually pointed to a gray suit, which just matched the fur on Yunmei's body.

"Zhao Zhao, what about my suit?"

Wearing a black suit, Ling Yan rushed over with great interest.

He also has a black bow tied around his neck.

"Does it have the air of a rich and noble son?"

Ling Yan blinked, and made a coquettish pose.

Ling Zhaozhao didn't even bother to lift his eyelids, and pointed to the bow on Ling Yan's neck.

"It's almost the same if you take that off, otherwise you can only look like a wealthy waiter."

Ling Yan's expression changed when he heard Ling Zhaozhao's unkind words, and he could only take off the bow tie around his neck embarrassingly.

"You guys made it so grand that I don't even know what to wear."

Ling Zhaozhao looked at them dumbfounded.

Her original plan was to dress in a more elegant and simple way, but seeing the posture of other people, she didn't know what to wear.

It's impossible for the whole family to dress so formally, but she is the only one who is casual?

"Mom will pick out a dress for you later, and a makeup artist, beautician, and manicurist will come to your door later. It's time for you to tidy up, don't be lazy all the time."

Yunmei took a look at Ling Zhaozhao's slovenly appearance, and said extremely hating iron for being weak.

She was well aware of Ling Zhaozhao's temperament of being afraid of trouble, so she simply helped Ling Zhaozhao get it right in one step.

"The ugly duckling is about to turn into a swan."

When Ling Yan heard that Yunmei had arranged a lot for Ling Zhaozhao, she couldn't hide her gloating, so she couldn't help but click her tongue.

"Your sister is so beautiful, how can you be an ugly duckling? Don't you even look in the mirror to see what you look like?"

Ling Shiyi glared at Ling Yan, and said with a serious face.

In his life, he hated hearing others say that his daughter was not good-looking.

In his eyes, his daughter is a doll who has been beautiful since she was a child. Except for his wife, no woman in the world can be more beautiful than his daughter.

Ling Yan was scolded by his father for no reason, and felt aggrieved. Hearing Ling Shiyi's words, he couldn't help touching his face.

He and Ling Zhaozhao are twins, even if his face is not [-]% like Ling Zhaozhao's, but the resemblance is pretty close, right?

Ling Zhaozhao's face is pretty, so it's not worth mentioning when it's his turn, right?

How could someone step on it to such an extent?

Seeing Ling Yan's resentful expression, Ling Zhaozhao couldn't help laughing.

"You're still laughing. Hurry up and wash your face and have breakfast. You are the most free now."

Seeing that Ling Zhaozhao was still laughing and joking, Yunmei couldn't help but also glared at her.

Ling Zhaozhao snorted, turned and went back to his room to wash up.

She finally understood that if she continued to be lazy today, she would definitely be scolded by Yunmei from this moment to the last moment in the Shen family.

She couldn't help but get a headache at the thought of a major renovation coming later.

Alas, being a beautiful woman is really hard.

Six pm.

Song Mingzhe had already agreed with Ling Zhaozhao that he would drop by Ling Zhaozhao's house today to pick him up.

The Ling family had already prepared everything, but they were still waiting for Ling Zhaozhao who was doing styling in the room.

"Zhao Zhao, are you alright?"

Ling Yan had long since lost her patience waiting downstairs, and urged her loudly.

If he can speak any more, if he waits any longer, his voice will almost smoke from chattering with Song Mingzhe.

With the soft knock of the door, Ling Zhaozhao walked out of the room stepping on high heels.

She was wearing a tube top white fluffy long dress and a short white thick shawl. Her hair was coiled up high, and a hairpin with a little bit of broken diamonds was inserted obliquely in the coiled hair. The hairpin on the hairpin The tassels swayed gently with her steps.

Her eyes were rolling, the corners of her mouth were slightly raised, and her delicate makeup vividly portrayed her beauty.

She gave birth to lotuses every step of the way, and the skirt was shining brightly under the light.

Song Mingzhe looked up and saw Ling Zhaozhao walking towards him step by step, his thoughts suddenly returned to the scene when they went to the manor for the first time.

She was also wearing the same white, and she walked towards her with crooked eyebrows and eyes.

That glance that day was enough to make him look at Wannian.

And now she is equally beautiful, which makes him thrilling.

"You're here?"

Ling Zhaozhao was still carrying a delicate little bag in his hand, and skillfully took Song Mingzhe's arm.