Lin Qiangwei forced out an unnatural smile, which hung on her face covered with foundation, and the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes were particularly abrupt.

Time is fair, no matter who you are, you can't escape its washing. No matter how well you take care of your face, the traces of time will still appear on your face.

"Well, she left long ago."

Lin Qiangwei answered in a flash, but her eyes glanced at Yang Xuhao, who was sitting silently aside. She really didn't understand why her nephew insisted on asking Yang Ruoyan.

"snort."

Yang Xuhao snorted angrily, stood up, and walked towards the door of the living room without even looking at them. He could only feel that he was very angry.

The servant quickly gave him his coat and shoes, put them on for him, opened the door for him and let him out.

Lin Qiangwei's expression changed. She didn't know how to say good things to him. She put on a stinky face, looked at his leaving back, and complained:

"Hey, this man has no human touch at all. He didn't say anything about leaving without saying anything. It's so rude. Don't be offended, nephew. He's just that kind of virtuous."

"Haha, it's okay. Maybe it's because our Lin and Yang families haven't contacted each other for a long time, and my uncle feels alienated, so that's why."

Anyway, Lin Zefeng didn't really come to see the two of them, so he didn't care if they were polite to him.

Lin Qiangwei sighed, wiped the dry corners of her eyes, and said like a grudge woman who had suffered great grievances:

"Hey, he just has this temper, and even after trying to change it for so many years, he still can't change it.

It’s all my fault that I was young and ignorant, blind and picky, yet I still married such an ignorant country bumpkin. As a result, I always followed him and wiped his butt. I have lived for most of my life without any kindness at all.

I don't even leave it to others. When my nephew comes to see me, he doesn't look good.

There are all kinds of strange things, but they all blame that bitch Tong Yufen for causing trouble outside and making the chickens and dogs restless at home.

No, so many reporters blocked the door of our mansion early in the morning and asked questions. This man will inevitably be angry. My nephew, please be considerate!"

The dead girl Tong Yufen gave birth to? Does this refer to Yang Ruoyan?

Lin Zefeng suddenly became irritated. He didn't know what kind of ignorant woman she was, who insisted on getting between Yang Ruoyan's mother and Yang Xuhao, and insisted on marrying into a wealthy family despite her big belly.

This matter was also a big deal back then. If Yang Ruoyan was born by a bitch, how about you?

Ah! No, didn't he even scold his own grandma? He also got involved with his father, so after all, he has become a bitch.

"hehe."

Lin Zefeng smiled awkwardly, and could only laugh it off with "Haha". He had nothing to do with their family in the first place, and he didn't know why he came here by accident. It was all Yang Ruoyan's fault. Why?

It just so happens that she is Yang Xuhao's daughter.

"Madam, it's not good, it's not good..."

An older servant hurriedly ran down from the second floor, pulling on his apron and shouting in panic with a very anxious expression.

Seeing Lin Qiangwei winking at her, she slowed down, looked at Lin Zefeng next to her, and walked over pretending to be calm, but her expression still looked nervous.

Of course, this scene cannot escape Lin Zefeng's eyes. Don't forget that he is still an actor. Is there anyone who is more professional than him in acting? The person who can escape his eyes is at least an actor level, so how can he be a servant?

!

He couldn't help but frown, his dark eyes fixed on the servant who ran down.
Chapter completed!