Liang Ge opened his dark eyes and looked at Wen Ruolan.
Wen Ruolan bit her lower lip, her face was a little pale, her body was swaying slightly, her eyes were full of guilt and self-blame.
"Xiao Ge!" Yun Lanfeng scolded in displeasure, and walked up to Liang Ge with a gloomy face: "Xiao Ge, why didn't I know you still have mysophobia?! How rude!"
Turning around, Yun Lanfeng took Wen Ruolan's hand: "Lanlan, don't worry, why is she so troubled?! She doesn't want to live here, so why don't you move back!"
Wen Ruolan smiled gently: "That's okay, Mom, Xiaoge is the eldest daughter of the Liang family, how can she stay in the guest room? Besides, this is Xiaoge's room, and I have always occupied it. Xiaoge should be angry."
Liangge curled her lips, she was so considerate!
"You are also my daughter, why are you belittling yourself? Even considering your age, Xiaoge still calls you sister. You are the eldest lady of the Liang family, and you should live in the master bedroom!"
Yun Lanfeng patted Wen Ruolan's hand comfortingly.
"mom!"
Wen Ruolan snorted, looked at Liang Ge, and asked with a hint of probing and flattery: "Sister Xiaoge, don't be angry. If you don't like it, I'll have someone redecorate the room. Do you think this is okay?"
Liang Zhenxia suddenly said: "That's it, Xiaoge will live in the guest room for the time being. After the decoration is completed, we can move in."
Liangge stuck out her tongue and smiled: "Okay, then I'll take a shower first!"
Lying on the bed, Liangge's smile slowly faded until it disappeared, and it was bone-chilling!
Impolite?
The eldest lady of the Liang family?
Is her Liangge dead or lame? Are they so disgusted?! She even found a goddaughter to express her love for her?!
Liangge closed her eyes tightly, and when she opened them again, it was clear and clear.
After being tired from all the hard work last night, Liangge felt much refreshed after taking a shower.
After going downstairs, the food was already placed on the dining table. Liang Zhenxia was sitting in the front seat, Yun Lanfeng was sitting in front of Liang Zhenxia, and Wen Ruolan was standing on the other side of Liang Zhenxia, personally serving food to Liang Zhenxia and Yun Lanfeng.
The rice is handed to you with chopsticks, cooked carefully and considerately.
Everything is so harmonious and beautiful. From a distance, they look like a family!
"Xiao Ge, come and have dinner. I made your favorite braised pork. It's so popular."
Wen Ruolan saw Liang Ge first, came over hurriedly, and kindly pulled Liang Ge towards the dining table.
Liang Ge sneered coldly, what the hell is Shen? Is she showing off? Yun Lanfeng used to only beat and scold her, but how did she ever teach herself anything?
Wen Ruolan has a delicate mind, how could she not know?
"Xiaoge, please sit next to daddy." Wen Ruolan said and sat next to Yun Lanfeng's hand, feeling like she was relying on someone else.
It is this kind of consciousness that makes Yun Lanfeng and Liang Zhenxia satisfied.
"It makes a difference where you sit. Come and eat." Yun Lanfeng smiled and patted the back of Wen Ruolan's hand. Wen Ruolan usually sat on the other side of Liang Zhenxia.
"Mom, you like pineapple chicken nuggets. Today I specially added sesame seeds. It's very fragrant. Try it." Wen Ruolan put a piece of chicken into Yun Lanfeng's bowl, which made Yun Lanfeng laugh.
Liang Ge looked at Liang Zhenxia. He had already placed a bowl of fish soup in front of him. It seemed that Wen Ruolan had clearly remembered the tastes of everyone in the family.
"Xiao Ge, why are you wearing such clothes?" Yun Lan looked at Liang Ge, her eyebrows furrowed, as if she just realized it now.
Liangge asked in confusion: "What's wrong?"
A washed-out long dress with a fluttering butterfly on the shoulder. It was obviously a patch made because it was worn out! The cheap clothes fit perfectly!
Yun Lanfeng looked at Liang Ge with complicated eyes: "What are you wearing?! Why don't you even buy a decent dress?! Are you deliberately trying to make me angry?"
Liangge smiled nonchalantly, with a hint of sarcasm in her tone: "What's wrong with this dress? This is my most expensive dress! Who doesn't want to dress up beautifully? How can I buy it if I don't have money?"