The two people had passed through several residential buildings and arrived in another direction.
"Sir, someone has been staring at us just now, is it..." Ning Yunzu approached the man and whispered.
"No." Mo Chifeng's voice was cold, he stopped and turned to look at him.
There was no expression on his handsome face, but there was a dangerous fire burning in his eyes.
It was obviously summer, but Ning Yunsu felt cold all over.
"Don't be so nervous, Ah Su, this is country Z."
This is not that place, it is safe here.
Ning Yunsu said no more.
……
Rong Lingling had been on a plane for more than ten hours. She was exhausted and her joy was over. As soon as she sat down on the sofa at Jingye's house, she yawned again and again. Rong's father called her and said that she had made a reservation at the restaurant.
He had reserved a seat and wanted her to come over and have a meal together as a family, but when he heard Rong Lingling's tired voice on the receiver, he still didn't tell her about having a meal together, and only told her to have a good rest.
After hanging up the phone, Father Rong sighed into the phone.
He has always felt very sorry for this mature and independent eldest daughter.
Growing up, Rong Linngling never let him worry, nor did she say a word of grievance to him. She only used countless honors to prove her excellence to him.
She remembered that Rong Lingling had acted coquettishly towards him when he was a child, but after his first wife passed away and he married his current wife, Rong Lingling would no longer act coquettishly towards him and did not like to go home. He knew that Rong Linngling was resenting him.
She blamed him for breaking the oath he made with her mother.
There is no child whose heart is not sensitive, and no child will truly like his stepmother.
What's more, for a smart child like Rong Lingling, she sees everything too clearly and also knows what to do. She will not stand up with spikes all over her body and act willfully to make him dissatisfied; nor will she be too meek and give in blindly.
, her stepmother underestimated her. She always stood on that balance line and took the word "property" to the extreme.
Rong Linngling returned to Rong's house the next morning.
The aunt at home has been working in the Rong family for ten years, so she naturally recognized her as the eldest daughter of the Rong family, so she took the suitcase from her and took it upstairs.
Father Rong went to the company early in the morning, leaving only the hostess Jiang Shuli and the second young lady Rong Luorou sitting on the sofa talking.
Rong Luorou was adopted by Jiang Shuli from the orphanage. She is two years younger than Rong Linling. She and Jiang Shuli have the best relationship. They don't have an adoptive relationship, but they are biological mothers and daughters.
"I got off the plane yesterday and didn't know where to go home. Maybe I went somewhere to fool around?" Jiang Shuli glared at her and then used the remote control to change the channel.
Rong's father and Aunt Wang, who cleans the house, are not here. Rong Luorou is on her side. Rong Lingling is not dependent on Rong's father and can't do anything to complain, so she doesn't have to hide her dislike for Rong Lingling.
.
Rong Lingling was already accustomed to her attitude, so he didn't want to waste words with her. He just smiled coldly and walked upstairs.
Jiang Shuli's voice came from behind again, but she was speaking to Rong Luorou.
"Rourou, you can't be like her. After you graduate, your mother will arrange for you to join our company and leave the best position to you!"
Rong Linngling paused slightly and said in her heart: Dreaming!
Is Jiang Shuli thinking too much about leaving the best position in the company to Rong Luorou?
Rong Linngling stopped at the door of the bedroom.
She has not been back for four years, but the furnishings inside have not changed. Except for the brand-new sheets and quilts, everything is the same as when she left.
She sighed, opened her suitcase, stuffed her clothes into the cabinet, and at the same time took out the clothes that she had worn four years ago that no longer fit and put them aside.
Suddenly, a photo fell out.
She reached out to pick it up and looked at it for a while, her eyes turning red unconsciously.
It was an old photo taken many years ago. A beautiful and gentle young woman was holding a little girl about four or five years old with braids in her arms.
"Mom...Mom..." She squeezed the photo with both hands and sobbed.
The little girl is her when she was a child, and the young woman with kind eyes is her mother - a woman who has endured countless storms but has never been favored by fate, Lu Jiangwan.
She died when she was ten years old, leaving only her young self, struggling desperately between helplessness, pain and hatred.
She squatted on the ground, motionless, until the numbness in her feet stimulated the nerves, then she wiped away her tears and put away the photo.
Now is not the time to wallow in pain.
She sat down on the bedside, her eyes endlessly cold.
She is back, and with her methods, are those people ready to welcome her...
The computer next to her was turned on and a beep sounded. She lowered her head and clicked on an email.
——If you discover a traitor and have cooperated with people in the Imperial City, it will definitely be against you, so be careful!
After deleting the email, Rong Lingling fell into deep thought.
Unexpectedly, someone was targeting her just after she returned to China.
She doesn't have to worry about the mole's affairs. Someone will help her deal with it. What she has to do is to find the person who cooperates with her, and this person must have been dissatisfied with her for a long time.
But she had no clue who this person was.
She has not returned to the Imperial Capital for four years. Except for some close friends, she has cut off contact with almost everyone. There is no possibility of any grudges. And in the many years she has lived in the Imperial Capital, she has never had a complete relationship with anyone.
Stiff.
Except for those people who slander her mother.
She is making enemies in the open and in the dark.
"It's so annoying." She murmured.
It seems you need to be more careful.
She stared at the crystal lamp above her head for a while, and just when she was about to get out of bed and turn on the computer, she heard Aunt Wang knocking on her door, "Miss, I just cooked mung bean porridge, come down and have some."
"Thank you for your hard work, Aunt Wang. I haven't tasted Aunt Wang's craftsmanship in four years. I'll go down right away!"
She likes to drink mung bean porridge, but unfortunately the mung bean porridge she drinks in country Y is not as tasty as Aunt Wang's.
"What are you in such a hurry for? Take care of your studies first. Mom is thinking about the rest for you. Even if your dad doesn't care, mom can't let you suffer. Rong Lingling is just a nerd. Her short-lived
Your mother has been dead for so many years, why should she argue with you?" Jiang Shuli said while tapping Rong Luorou's nose.
"I'm usually a ghost, but why can't I understand this matter? Although you were adopted by me, no one in this family dares to treat you as an outsider. You are the second young lady of the Rong family, and everything about the Rong family
It’s all yours!”
Rong Luorou nodded, thinking much more than Jiang Shuli, but she was unwilling to tell her.
"Everything in the Rong family belongs to her? Oh, Jiang Shuli, how did you draw such a big cake? Also, did I warn you not to speak ill of my mother?" p>
"Rong Lingling, you... aren't you in the bedroom upstairs?" The sudden voice made Jiang Shuli unable to react for a moment. She turned around in a hurry and spilled some of the mung bean porridge in her hand, which made her take a breath of air.
, ran into the bathroom and flushed his hands.
Rong Lingling, it’s only his first day back, and he dares to annoy her like this. When she seizes the opportunity, he must let her see how powerful she is!