In the afternoon, Rong Linngling received a call from Rong Changyan, asking her to spare her time in the evening because the chairman of the Yun Group called and said he wanted the two families to get together.

The two families are family friends and they always get together for dinner once or twice a year. She knows this and there is no need to refuse.

She wanted to tell Rong Changyan that she didn't go out every night, but before she could say anything, Rong Changyan hung up the phone.

It was still early before the appointed time, so she did not rush to prepare. She combed her hair, put her mobile phone on the bedside, found an unfinished drawing and put it on the desk.

However, before she could start writing, there was a knock on the door outside.

The hand strength is not very strong, but the sound is quite frequent if you listen carefully.

She turned the drawing upside down, got up and opened the door.

"What do you want to tell me this time?" She held the door latch in her right hand, with a layer of arrogance between her brows, and her tone was not good at all.

But Rong Luorou outside the door seemed not to feel it, and walked directly in.

"I have to have dinner with the Yun family in the evening. Mom is in a bad mood, and I am embarrassed to disturb her." She unfolded the light pink three-quarter-sleeved dress in her hand and asked Rong Lingling sincerely, "Sister, what do you think about this?

How about the skirt?"

Rong Lingling had never been interested in Rong Luorou's dress, so she just glanced at it and said "hmm" casually.

Rong Luorou folded her skirt, moved her lips and was about to speak, when her eyes happened to see a simple drawing on Rong Lingling's bed.

"Sister, did you draw this?" She rubbed her eyes and couldn't move her eyes away from the simple drawing of "Four Images", "This is a dog, no, it's a tiger... Why is there no word '王'? That should be

It's a cat...that's not right, why does it still look like a zebra?"

Rong Lingling lowered his head and held his forehead, saying nothing.

That painting was actually given to her by her neighbor's three-year-old daughter when she celebrated her birthday in country Y last year. She didn't know exactly what it was painted on, so she thought it was a striped cat.
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"Sister, I heard from dad that you learned painting when you were a child and even won awards. How come your skills have deteriorated so much?" Seeing that she didn't speak, Rong Luorou thought she was acquiescing, thinking that Rong Lingling was really helpless.

Adou is extremely uneducated and incompetent.

"Have you won an award?" Rong Lingling tilted his head to look at her with a bright smile, "That's a thing of the past. A good man was brave in the past, but now, if you regress, just regress. I want to eat, drink, have fun, and enjoy life!"
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Rong Luorou, "..."

She found that she could hardly communicate with Rong Lingling anymore, so she grabbed her skirt tightly and left Rong Lingling's bedroom as if she was running away.

Such people who are not enterprising are simply rare in the world.

Rong Linngling locked the door again, turned around and stared at the simple drawing of a child, her eyebrows slightly raised.

This painting helped her.

Some people just like to see her degenerate.

"Are you looking for Rong Lingling?" Jiang Shuli wanted to go to the cloakroom upstairs to get her handbag. As soon as she reached the stairs, she met Rong Luorou coming from the corridor on the right.

The area in the corridor on the right belongs to Rong Lingling.

"I'm going to ask her how this skirt is?" Rong Luorou replied, unfolding the skirt and comparing it to herself, "Are you in a better mood? It's my first time wearing this skirt, and I want you to give me a clap.

Eye."

"My good daughter is so beautiful, she looks good in anything she wears!"

Jiang Shuli is still worried about Jiang Wei, but she doesn't want her bad mood to affect Rong Luorou.

She stroked her fluffy hair and asked in a low voice, "What is Rong Lingling doing?"

"I just finished painting. It's very ugly. It doesn't look like I've studied painting at all." Rong Luorou curled her lips and sneered, "It's useless for me to think so highly of her!"

Rong Lingling learned various talents when she was a child, and was considered by many to be "other people's children." She once had the idea of ​​targeting Rong Lingling, but now it seems that it is unnecessary.

"I have long said that you don't have to worry. You are the best. Now you just need to focus on your studies."

The only real proud daughter of heaven is her baby daughter Rong Luorou. Rong Lingling can only be Rong Luorou’s foil in this life!

"I have a plan, Mom, I will go and clean up first, and I will have dinner with Uncle Yun and the others tonight."

"It's still early. Are you in such a hurry to meet Yunli?" Jiang Shuli looked at her with a teasing look.

Yunli is the second young master of the Yun Group, only one year older than Rong Luorou. The two have been going to the same school and have many opportunities to meet. Although she doesn't know if Yunli has a place for Rong Luorou in her heart,

She knew that her daughter had a deep affection for Yunli, otherwise she wouldn't blush every time Yunli's name was mentioned.

"I just love Brother Yunli..."

"It's just nothing. Don't worry, mom will support you no matter what decision you make!"

As soon as Jiang Shuli's words came out, the second half of Rong Luorou's words was stuck in her throat. She took a few seconds to make sure she heard correctly, thanked her from the bottom of her heart, and went downstairs lightly.<

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There are so many happy events today.

When there was still more than half an hour before the time agreed by the two families, Jiang Shuli and Rong Luorou left the Rong family villa together.

Rong Lingling was sitting on the sofa twisting a fourth-order Rubik's cube. She felt that the time was almost up, so she took her car keys and went out.

She didn't wear heavy makeup like Rong Luorou, and she was dressed very plainly. In the eyes of others, she looked like a lotus in an empty valley.

The eye-catching red Lamborghini was parked in the corner of the garage. Rong Lingling took a look at it, turned around and got into a low-key black Mercedes-Benz next to it.

Today is not the right time to drive out in your favorite car.

The private room was booked at Zhenhui Pavilion, the most famous restaurant in the imperial capital.

As soon as she parked the car, she heard someone behind her calling her name in a gentle voice, "Ling Ling!"

"...Brother Yunzhe?"

She turned around, and the man in front of her was wearing a white shirt and trousers, with handsome features, but his face was a little sickly pale.

She quickly remembered who he was.

The eldest young master of the Yun family, Yun Zhe, was one of the few people who cared about her after her mother passed away.

"You went abroad for four years and we didn't have the chance to contact each other a few times. When you came back to China, you didn't even call me to tell me. Do you think you consider me your brother?"

His words were filled with anger.

He heard the news about Rong Linngling's return to China from his uncle Rong.

"If I tell you, you will definitely come to pick me up. The Yun family is not close to the airport, and you are not in good health. How can I have the nerve to tell you!"

Rong Lingling's cuteness made Yunzhe's mind wander. The haze caused by her concealment disappeared without a trace. He stretched out his hand forward like a gentleman and said "please", "Let's talk as we walk, this

It’s time for my parents, uncles and aunts to arrive too.”

He came out late, and his parents and younger brother set off from home before him.

On the way to the private room, Yunzhe asked her what she had experienced in the four years in Country Y and why her mobile phone was often turned off.

She thought for a while and finally told him only four words——
Chapter completed!