"What do you want?" Ling Yixi approached Zhai Mengsha's mother without even taking a serious look.
Where did the pheasants and wild dogs come from? He had never seen them before in all his years in the imperial capital.
"Apologise!" Zhai Mengsha's mother raised her head.
"Do you know?" Ling Yixi lowered her head and asked Ling Sheng.
"Do I apologize?" Ling Sheng almost laughed, "She said this was beautiful and begged me to draw it for her. Why should I apologize!"
The Ling family's little bully has no one to fear except his grandfather, uncle, father and sister.
Not to mention that he put ugly makeup on Zhai Mengsha just to punish her for being weird and angry with his little Lingbao.
For a family like the Zhai family that I have never heard of, I don’t know where they came from.
Want him, the young master of the Ling family, to apologize to his daughter?
Let’s first sort out our eighteenth generation ancestors.
Although Ling Sheng hates the Wang family who deceived him, he has to say that some of the fallacies of the Wang family's education work well outside...
"Hey!" Ling Sheng pointed at Zhai Mengsha, "Were you the prettiest like this before? Are you lying?"
Zhai Mengsha immediately hid behind her mother, "As a parent, look, you dare to bully our Sasha in front of my mother..."
Ling Yixi raised her hands: "Then what do you want?"
"You should take the child and apologize to us!" Zhai Mengsha knew that she couldn't do anything to Ling Yixi.
After all, being able to attend Ji Zhongliang's birthday party was somewhat of a blessing in the imperial capital.
But as the future in-law of the Ji family, it was easy to make the other party bow his head and apologize.
All around, there was silence.
Zhai Mengsha's mother took a step forward, planning to force Ling Yixi.
"Second Young Master Ling, you're here!" An enthusiastic voice came from behind.
Ji Zhongliang's mother, Ni Qiyao, came over dressed in a gorgeous dress.
"Has Miss Ling arrived?"
As soon as she finished speaking, she saw a large group of colorful children.
Ni Qiyao's smile froze on her face, but she immediately picked out the equally festive little Lingbao.
"Oh, are the kids playing a game?" Ni Qiyao was used to groveling in the Ji family, and her skills in observing words and changing faces were top-notch.
"Miss Ling is so cute and beautiful dressed like this!"
Now, it was Zhai Mengsha's mother's turn to change her face.
When Ni Qiyao came over, she thought she could use her master's prestige to overwhelm her opponent.
Unexpectedly... look at Ni Qiyao's licking spirit.
Second Young Master Ling, who is named Ling?
The person with the surname Ling in the imperial capital could be...
"Of course Mrs. Ji has great aesthetics," Weiwei's mother finally found an opportunity, "Unlike some people who clearly have no aesthetics yet still claim to have first-class aesthetics."
Ni Qiyao felt the turmoil at the scene.
Just seeing how Zhai Mengsha's mother was tense with Ling Yixi, she guessed something.
If it were anyone else, given her relationship with Zhai Mengsha's mother, she would definitely help her friend.
But in front of the Ling family, not only her friends' interests, but also her own interests will be sacrificed depending on the situation.
At this moment, not only would she not help Zhai Mengsha, she would even sacrifice her to please the Ling family.
"What happened?" Ni Qiyao pretended not to know anything.
Weiwei's mother didn't wait for Zhai Mengsha's reaction, and already seized the opportunity to complain: "The children are not playing games, and Sasha's mother is not happy. She has to let the young master of the Ling family apologize to her."
She pulled out her daughter and said, "Our family also wears makeup, and we still feel beautiful, right sister?"
The baby girl named Weiwei glanced at little Lingbao: "Yes! Beautiful!"
Sister Lingbao is so good-looking, she must be as good-looking as her.
"Oh, Ma Shasha, you are making such a fuss." Ni Qiyao covered her mouth and smiled, "Why should we adults interfere in children's games? Look at you, you are taking it too seriously, aren't you? Apologize to the second young master of the Ling family."
What?
Zhai Mengsha's mother thought she was dreaming, but Ni Qiyao actually asked her to apologize to the other party.
she……
"Say sorry, Ma Shasha," Ni Qiyao turned to look at her and winked at her, "Look, you scared the young master of the Ling family."
Zhai Mengsha’s mother realized it later.
It stands to reason that parents should have some objections to the fact that these children are drawn in such horrible ways.
But they didn't stop them, and both of them looked on with smiles.
Why?
She guessed why?
It's not because they have aesthetic problems, but because the people who do these things... they can't afford to offend them!
Ling family, which other Ling family could it be?
Zhai Mengsha's mother guessed the truth, and her calves were trembling with fear.
These people were so hateful. They knew that she was going to offend the Ling family, but they still didn't say a word, just wanting to see her laugh.
"Second Young Master Ling, Young Master Ling," she could only apologize with a stiff smile, "I just misunderstood. I am mainly afraid that cosmetics are not good for children. I am stressed."
Not to mention that Ling Yixi didn't want to listen to her explanation, Ling Sheng didn't want to do it either.
"My mother is planning to give birth to a sister for me recently! All the products she uses are pregnancy grade!"
"What?" Ling Yixi stared, is there such a thing? "You even know this?"
The third child is really too much. It has only been so long now that he is already planning to have a second child.
"Brother, your mouth is too big!" Little Lingbao belatedly covered Ling Sheng's mouth.
"You also know?" Ling Yixi was a little hurt.
There was a plan to have a baby in the family, and even Liangbao knew about it, but he was still kept in the dark.
"I know." Little Lingbao couldn't feel his uncle's sadness at all, "Uncle Shuihua even came to ask Lingbao's opinion."
Ling Yanhua is actually very careful.
Because there is a plan to have another one with Shanlin, currently Shanlin’s food, clothing and supplies are all customized.
And he brought everything to Xiao Lingbao and asked her if she was safe.
"So, everything is safe. Do you have any other opinions?" Ling Yixi was dissatisfied and could only address Zhai Mengsha's mother.
In public, Zhai Mengsha's mother's face was trampled to the ground.
"Of course I don't have any objections," she said with an ugly smile, "Second Young Master Ling, Young Master Ling can give our Shasha makeup, this is our Shasha's luck."
She now also has opinions about Ni Qiyao.
Why didn't she tell her that the Ji family actually invited the Ling family?
Isn't the young master of the Ling family more glorious than Ji Zhongliang, the illegitimate son?
Zhai Mengsha's mother's intestines were filled with regret.
"Congratulations, is the Ling family about to have another baby?" an expectant mother asked with a big belly, smiling.
If the Ling family's wife is pregnant now, wouldn't she be about the same age as her baby...
This kind of gathering of wealthy families with many women and children, each family has some intention of marrying each other.
After all, quality babies are destined to be missing one by one. If we don’t take action early, we will wait until the children are older to poach each other... It’s a bit ugly.
"Still preparing, still preparing, there's no guarantee when I'll be able to add more." Ling Sheng said in an old-fashioned tone.
The adults didn't care, they all surrounded Ling Sheng and showered him with congratulatory words and free money.
Seeing this scene, Zhai Mengsha felt even more regretful and angry.
She quietly pulled her daughter aside: "Sasha, you have to be good friends with Young Master Ling, do you understand?"
"What about Ji Zhongliang?" Although Zhai Mengsha is only seven years old, she understands everything under the influence of her mother.
"You're stupid, of course you want both!"
"Both of them are scumbags. Sister Shasha can't be like this!" Xiao Lingbao's voice suddenly popped out.
(End of chapter)
