"This kid actually likes to tell the truth, Qian Ling, don't worry about it."
The lady smiled and patted Mu Wanling's face, looking at Mu Qianling sideways.
"Your father and I are very happy that you can come to Wan Ling's birthday party."
Mu Xuelin still maintained a gentle smile, looking at the lady and Mu Wanling with doting eyes.
The warm scene of this family of three almost blinded Mu Qianling.
This is her dad too, isn't it?
Dad is still alive, so he should be happy, right?
She woke up with a sore nose, her thoughts were completely immersed in the complicated emotions of seeing her father again, and her voice was trembling.
"Dad, don't you have anything to say to me?"
"Qian Ling, don't make trouble, today is my sister's birthday, and there will be an auction later," Mu Xuelin frowned and said in a low voice.
Mu Qianling couldn't help but sneered, her voice trembling a little, "Mom is so blind, she dies without even knowing that you betrayed her."
As he spoke, he walked past the family of three with his head held high, glanced at the whole place, took out his mobile phone and dialed Xiaoluo Kang's number, "Baby, where are you?"
"Mommy, I'm playing with Li Yuanji in the room on the second floor."
Tonight, she was wearing a fiery red dress, revealing her fair shoulders.
She made her look gorgeous but not enchanting, and her special appearance made the men present suddenly become confused.
Mu Qianling's plan was to leave the scene immediately with Xiaoluo Basket, but she turned to look at the family of three who were speaking on the stage.
Mu Wanling saw a "Love in a Fallen City" that was being auctioned around her neck, and couldn't help but snorted.
She did something wrong, but she felt at ease and happy.
She felt that she had the right to remind God that it was time to collect the debt.
However, how to collect debts is another matter.
Second floor.
Next to Li Zheyan and Rong Ling's window, they had a clear view of the banquet scene downstairs.
Li Zheyan was holding a glass of red wine and swaying it gracefully.
His eyes followed Mu Qianling's back softly, but there was also a hint of coolness.
Rong Ling glanced at Li Zheyan and twitched the corner of his mouth, "It's not your style to rush to a banquet like this that you never attend just to peek at her.
I dare say that 99% of the men here miss her.
You What do you think?”
Li Zheyan gave him a cold look, and Rong Ling quickly shut up, making a gesture of shutting up, silently crying on the side.
He was right "It's really interesting.
I think I missed a lot of beautiful things seven years ago."
Li Zheyan had a faint smile on his lips and was observing the situation below.
"Oh my God, why did your ex-wife move so fast?
She actually got the Love of a Fallen City.
What on earth has she been doing in the past seven years?"
Rong Ling was a little surprised.
Li Zheyan put the wine glass in Rong Ling's hand and said in a cold voice, "The security here is very strict, help me cover her from behind."
As he spoke, he turned around and quickly opened the door.
But she met An Jing coming towards her.
She seemed very happy, "Ayan, I didn't know you would come to such a banquet, otherwise I" "Jing'er, don't touch that child in my name.
This is your last warning.
The person who promised to be engaged to you is grandpa.
Don't spread it everywhere."
Li Zheyan glanced at An Jing with a dark look, without leaving any trace.
Get past her and run downstairs.
An Jing turned sideways and blurted out, "Xiaoluo basket is not your daughter."
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"So what?"
Li Zheyan walked quickly through the corridor, and in order to stop, he only left her a sentence that seemed to be a death sentence
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