A woman sat in Cao Shichen's left hand, with a beautiful face. Although there were a few wrinkles on her face, she was full of nobleness.
It is unusual to be able to sit in Cao Shichen's left hand position.
Could it be Cao Shichen’s little wife?
Luo Ling guessed, and couldn't help but smile in his heart.
After Luo Ling saw the ceremony, he instinctively walked towards Yuwen Haoyu.
When he just walked to him and wanted to sit down, a girl suddenly appeared and squeezed out Luo Ling, who was already half her butt on the stool.
Luo Ling fell to the side unsteadily. Fortunately, Mei Xiang, who was following behind, helped her so that she would not fall.
After stabilizing his body, he looked up and saw clearly the woman sitting in the seat she was supposed to sit in.
Luo Ling squinted her eyes and looked at the woman, feeling very angry. Just as she was about to have an attack, Mei Xiang, who was holding onto her arm, pinched Luo Ling's arm, and Luo Ling turned to look at her.
Mei Xiang looked at Luo Ling and said she would never get angry. Of course Mei Xiang noticed Luo Ling's anger, but now she is in someone's house. If the lady loses her temper, it will be bad no matter how she says it.
Luo Ling secretly suppressed the anger in his heart.
At this time, Cao Shichen, who was sitting in the first place, spoke, "Qinger, come here and be by your mother's side."
Very majestic.
I saw the young girl pouting and approaching Yuwen Haoyu with a little fear.
"No...No, Qing'er wants to sit with Brother Yu."
The woman named Qing'er seemed to be very afraid of Cao Shichen, or Cao Shichen was the head of the family in this family and was very majestic.
Cao Shichen looked at Qing'er angrily. Although Qing'er was very scared, she hugged Yuwen Haoyu's arm and hid behind Yuwen Haoyu. However, she did not obediently move her seat.
For a moment, the atmosphere was a bit awkward.
"Sir, let Qing'er sit next to me. I haven't seen Qing'er pull it for a long time. Qing'er is now twelve."
Qing'er was very excited when she heard Yuwen Haoyu talking to her, but after a while, she pouted and said dissatisfiedly:
"Brother Yu, they are all thirteen. You can get married."
Yuwen Haoyu was a little stunned: "Ah..."
"Qing'er." Cao Shichen's tone rose.
Qing'er was so scared that she was shocked.
At this time, the beautiful woman beside Cao Shichen spoke, her voice was very gentle.
"Be good Qing'er, come and sit next to my mother."
Qing'er looked at the beautiful woman, then looked at Cao Shichen. She moved slowly, got up and moved to the beautiful woman, lowered her head, as if she was crying. Her shoulders were shaking slightly.
Cao Shichen spoke kindly and said to his schoolmate: "Ling'er, sit down quickly and stop standing."
Luo Ling looked at the end of the farce coldly and heard Cao Shichen speak.
Luo Ling nodded politely and walked to Yuwen Haoyu to sit down.
Luo Ling sat down and felt the gaze from the opposite side. Without looking, he knew that it must be the Miss Qing'er.
Luo Ling chose to ignore it, but just looked at Yuwen Haoyu with a smile.
Yuwen Haoyu responded to Luo Ling's gaze, very gentle, with a smile on his lips.
Seeing the two of them looking at each other intimately, Qing'er on the opposite side looked very angry and grabbed her clothes hard.
The beautiful woman beside her felt very distressed when she looked at her daughter's jealous appearance.
Luo Ling's mind was spinning very fast, and this Qing'er seemed to be a self-indulgent person.