Mrs. Ling sat down on the sofa and asked the servant gently: "Didn't the family next door go abroad? Are they back?"

"Their family name is not Yang either."

The servant replied: "She must have made up her mind not to come back and resold the house or rented it out. Miss Yang said she just moved here today. Also, Miss Yang and the eldest young master seemed to know each other. The young master greeted her, and the two of them chatted for a while before the eldest young master left."

When she heard that her eldest son saw Miss Yang when he was going out, he stopped to say hello, and even chatted for a while. Mrs. Ling suddenly became energetic and said with a smile: "Aunt Lan, please go out and invite Miss Yang in."

When new neighbors come to visit, you always have to meet them.

Especially the female neighbor who makes her eldest son willing to chat.

When Aunt Lan went out to invite Yang Mingfeng, Ling's father smiled and said, "Honey, I see you are so happy. It's just a new neighbor coming to visit, not your daughter-in-law."

"Our family Zhihao is very cold towards young women, guarding others like thieves, as if they are afraid that others will pounce on him and eat him. When have you ever seen him say hello to young women? Let alone chat for a while. .”

"This Miss Yang must be very beautiful, as beautiful as a fairy. Only our Zhihao can chat with her for a few words. I'm worried that he is a pig who can't do anything with cabbage, and I suspect that he is gay."

Father Ling said amusedly: "What if Miss Yang is married?"

Mrs. Ling: "..."

She tilted her head and glared at her husband.

Father Ling touched his nose, okay, he stopped talking.

After a few minutes.

Aunt Lan led Yang Mingfeng in.

When Mrs. Ling saw that Yang Mingfeng was so young, the hope that her husband had dashed away was rekindled.

Fortunately, she was able to hold herself together and did not treat a young woman as her daughter-in-law.

"Sir, madam, Miss Yang is here."

Yang Mingfeng greeted politely, introduced herself, and then placed the gifts she brought in on the coffee table.

Mrs. Ling looked her up and down and was very satisfied with her appearance, words and deeds. Her first impression was almost perfect, but she had never gotten along with her before and didn't know what her character was like.

If he was a good character, Mrs. Ling would be ready to go out in person to help her son make a match.

At first glance, this Miss Yang is a smart and capable career-oriented woman, which is quite suitable for her son.

Ling Zhihao doesn't seem to like weak women.

I don't like people who talk in a whiny voice either.

Mr. Ling: Your son doesn’t like any type of person, otherwise he wouldn’t be single until now.

Mrs. Ling: If you don’t speak, no one will think you are dumb. Shut up, you!

"Ms. Yang, please sit down."

Mrs. Ling stood up and asked Yang Mingfeng to sit down. When Yang Mingfeng sat down, she said again: "Miss Yang, come sit here and have a cup of tea. Don't spend so much money to send so many things."

"I'm very embarrassed to take the liberty of coming to visit. How can I come empty-handed? It's not a valuable thing. I hope my uncle and aunt won't dislike it."

Yang Mingfeng smiled and said, "I rent the villa next door to you. I will live here for at least three years. From now on, I will be a neighbor. I will always come to say hello to everyone, so that I don't know what to say when I meet you when I go out in the future. .”

Mrs. Ling smiled and said, "Yes."

She asked Aunt Lan to make a pot of tea for Yang Mingfeng, then brought over exquisite snacks and a fruit plate.

Soon, the coffee table was filled with all kinds of food.

Mrs. Ling personally poured half a cup of tea for Yang Mingfeng and invited Yang Mingfeng to have snacks. "This is a snack made by us at home. It's very fresh. Miss Yang, try it."

Yang Mingfeng didn't show any coyness. After thanking her, she generously tasted the Ling family's snacks. She thought they tasted really good and praised them: "Auntie, these snacks are delicious."

"Ms. Yang likes to eat. I will bring you two boxes for your family to eat later. By the way, does Miss Yang live here by herself or with her family?"

Mrs. Ling calmly asked about Yang Mingfeng's family situation.

"It seems a bit lonely for me to live in such a big house by myself. My parents happened to be retired and had some free time at home, so they were willing to come over and stay with me, so my family of three lives here."

"Miss Yang has no brothers or sisters?"

"I have a younger brother who is studying abroad and will return to China after graduation next year."

Mrs. Ling nodded. Yang Mingfeng could rent the large villa next door to live in, and his younger brother was studying abroad, so his family should be well off.

Father Ling, who had been silent until now, suddenly spoke and asked Yang Mingfeng: "Miss Yang, have we met before? Why do I feel that Miss Yang looks familiar?"

Mrs. Ling tilted her head to look at him.

Has your husband met Yang Mingfeng?

Yang Mingfeng smiled and said: "Uncle Ling still has an impression of me. Your eldest son Ling Zhihao and I have been old classmates for many years. When Uncle Ling went to school to deliver things to Zhihao, he once asked me where Ling Zhihao was. , we have met."

Hearing this, Ling's father smiled and said, "It turns out he is Zhihao's old classmate. No wonder he always feels familiar to me."

Mrs. Ling's smile deepened.

My eldest son’s old classmate, how good my old classmate is.

According to Yang Mingfeng, she is unmarried.

I just don’t know if I have a boyfriend.

When they met for the first time, Mrs. Ling couldn't ask too many questions, for fear that Yang Mingfeng would think her rude.

"It turns out that you and our Zhihao are old classmates. It's so destined. Miss Yang rents in the house next door to ours. She will come and sit here often in the future. Everyone who is a neighbor should come and go frequently. If anything happens in the future, everyone will be able to help.”

"Isn't there a saying that distant relatives are not as good as close neighbors? Miss Yang, if you need help in the future, just tell us and we will help you if we can."

Yang Mingfeng smiled: "Thank you, auntie."

"If you come earlier, you can still see Zhihao. Zhihao has just gone out. Do you want me to call him and ask him to come back? You old classmates haven't seen each other for a long time. It's rare that we became neighbors by fate. Ask him to come back and accompany you. Let’s get together.”

Mrs. Ling pretended to call her son.

Yang Mingfeng said quickly: "Auntie, no need. When Zhihao went out, he met me and we said hello."

Mrs. Ling pretended not to know that the two of them had met. She smiled and said, "Yes, Zhihao. It's true. I met an old classmate. Why didn't you invite the classmate to come in and sit down? You even ran out."

"Ling Zhihao said this is his friend's home and he is going home now."

Mrs. Ling: "..."

There is a ghost!

Mrs. Ling knew very well what kind of character her son had.

She would never believe that her son had no ghosts in his heart.

He actually lied to Miss Yang and refused to admit that this was his home.

Is that boy afraid that Miss Yang will come to him?

Soon, Mrs. Ling understood her son's intention. It was probably because she was urging the marriage so hard that her son was afraid that she would mess up the relationship if she knew about her relationship with Yang Mingfeng.

Then, how did Yang Mingfeng know that this was the Ling family?

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