"Get out of here!" Ling Yahe shouted loudly: "I have never forgotten how your mother climbed into my father's bed. The Ling family does not tolerate little troublemakers and instigators.
Man, you'd better stay safe for me, otherwise I won't even know how you got out of the Ling family!"
Ling Yaming looked at Ling Yahe's purple face in disbelief.
Ling Yahe has always been carefree and uninhibited. Although she is the illegitimate daughter of the Ling family, since her father Ling asked her to recognize her ancestors and return to the clan, Ling Yahe has never deliberately felt sorry for her, and Ling Yahe has always liked to protect her shortcomings.
Although he was always rude to her at home, he was quite nice to her outside. This gave her the capital to show off her power at Minghan College.
But today, Ling Yahe actually yelled at her so loudly because of Su Mang, and even fell out with her.
She was stunned for a while and looked at him suspiciously, "Ling Yahe, do you also like her? She is a bitch who can do everything she wants. Aren't you afraid of dirtying your hands?"
This time, Ling Yahe didn't need to do anything. Su Mang jumped over from the desk, kicked Ling Yaming to the ground, kicked her hard several times, and then grabbed Ling Yaming's collar and pulled her away.
He pulled her up from the ground, slapped her hard a few more times, threw her back to the ground, looked at her contemptuously, took out a tissue to wipe her hands, and threw the tissue in her face, "It's really hard to hit an idiot like you.
Dirty my hands!"
Ling Yaming put her hands on the ground, and with great effort, she got up from the ground shivering, trembling her lips, and staring at Su Mang with hatred.
"Why don't you get out of here?" Ling Yahe frowned in disgust.
Ling Yaming's eyes swept across the faces of the three people one by one, she cried "Wow", covered her face and ran out.
"Why did you ask her to get out of here so quickly?" Su Mang glanced at Ling Yahe complainingly and leaned over to pick up the notes on the ground, "I haven't asked her to pick up the notebook for me yet.
Ling Yahe looked at her speechlessly.
Su Mang wrinkled the tip of his nose, turned over the table and sat back in his seat, raising his eyebrows arrogantly, "Ling Yahe, you have to remember that you owe me a favor today. If she were not your sister, I would cut her tongue.
"
"Just you?" Ling Yahe glanced at her, "You want to cut it, and I didn't stop you."
"you……"
"Stop making trouble," Mingche smiled and planned for the two of them to have fun. He took out a gilded invitation from the desk and handed it to Su Mang. "The day after tomorrow is my parents' 20th wedding anniversary. My dad wants to give it to my mom.
It’s a surprise. We’re going to hold a grand ball, inviting all the close relatives and friends of our Ming family to attend. This is an invitation to you and Fifth Brother, please remember to arrive on time.”
"Absolutely!" Su Mang took the invitation with a smile.
After hearing Mingche tell the story about his parents, she has always admired Mingche's parents. She has a sense of admiration for couples who can always support each other and share the same feelings. She likes that feeling and envies and admires such people.
, so she will definitely be in her best condition to attend Mingche’s parents’ wedding anniversary.
Holding the invitation in her hand, the unhappiness caused by Ling Yaming quickly disappeared. After returning home, she was still overjoyed, as if she was holding some priceless treasure in her hand.
"What makes you like this so much?" After Jiang Liuyun returned home, he saw Su Mang holding the invitation card in his hand, looking at it over and over, with joy on his face and smiles on his brows and eyes.
