Evil Army Junior: Sir, please respect yourself

Tian Lingxin glanced at the two people standing in front of her indifferently, and after a moment of silence, she still politely nodded to the Xia Yezi who spoke, and said politely, "Hello, Auntie."

Xia Yezi didn't have too much enthusiasm, but after she smiled, she turned her gaze to Xiao Yufeng who appeared behind her, but when she saw the bruise on Xiao Yufeng's cheek, her expression changed slightly.

"Feng'er, what's wrong with your face?" Xia Yezi exclaimed, and hurriedly stepped forward to check.

However, when she passed by Tian Lingxin's side, her expression darkened significantly.

About her son, she had heard from Xinzhi a long time ago that the illegitimate daughter in front of her was not indiscreet, but she still wanted to step on two boats. She didn't care about her identity, even though she was the daughter of the Tian family, But an illegitimate daughter is an illegitimate daughter, and she can't compare with the wife's. She has a deep understanding of this.

Therefore, whether it is for her son or herself, she can no longer let Yufeng have any relationship with this woman. What's more, now is the most critical moment for the inheritance right. Before the old man of the Xiao family dies, Feng'er must have a stable foundation.

Therefore, he must find a wife who can help him, and that person is Tian Xinzhi, the heir-to-be who will inherit the Tian Family Group in the future.

Xiao Yufeng glanced at his mother who was rushing forward, and frowned, but he still didn't speak to stop his mother's concern, but his black eyes kept falling on the figure with his back turned to him, and a bitter trail flashed in the depths of his eyes. Sadly.

Tian Xinzhi had noticed Xiao Yufeng's expression a long time ago, and felt very uncomfortable, but after that night, she didn't dare to show any strangeness in front of him again, with a gentle smile on her face, walking like a gentle lady. Taking a step forward, he took out a red post from his bag and handed it to Tian Lingxin.

"Next weekend is my engagement dinner with Yufeng. I hope you can attend it. You know that, we all hope to receive your blessing."

Anyone who listens to that delicate voice will find it a kind of enjoyment, the existence of a man's dream lover.

Tian Lingxin glanced at Tian Xinzhi, who was facing her with a soft and gentle smile from beginning to end, her star pupils flashed a cold light, she had already shown that face that night, and now she can still pretend to be nothing, but she She is good at acting, it seems that she was a little underestimated before.

Tian Lingxin didn't even glance at the red post she handed over, and was about to pass her and leave when Xia Yezi's voice came from behind him again.

"Yeah, just now we were following the trend here to discuss the wedding next week. I didn't expect to meet you by such a coincidence. It would be just right, so as not to be sent to the hospital in trouble again. We will wind up next weekend. You can come to Er'er's engagement dinner, you are the only sister in Xinzhi, so you can enjoy her happiness, and it's better to find a good husband as soon as possible, so we, Feng'er, can feel at ease."

Hearing this, Tian Lingxin was slightly taken aback, and then a hint of sarcasm flashed across her eyes, was she afraid that she would still cling to Xiao Yufeng?

And did he think so too? ...

Tian Lingxin coldly narrowed the corners of those cold eyes, without looking back, her cold eyes fell on Tian Xinzhi's perfect and delicate face indifferently, raised her hand, stretched out her slender and white fingertips, and pinched it The invitation that was handed over was not scanned, and a sneer was raised indifferently; "I will do what you wish, and I will definitely attend when the time comes."

After leaving this sentence coldly, the slender and neat figure had already walked towards the door of the coffee shop, followed closely by Feng Qian.

As for Xiao Yufeng, who had a gloomy face between the two women behind him, she didn't see the pain and heartache that passed before she left...