The pampered palm of the president

Chapter 621 First Meeting
"Li Min, what do you mean?"

Liu Wenfang's face was livid, Xuan Liyou didn't see her when she was splashed with water, and now she ran out to stop her.

To put it bluntly, Xuan Liyou did it first, even if she, as Ling Xiaotian's wife, wanted to teach her husband's illegitimate daughter a lesson, no one could say anything.

"The president and the young master will be out in a while, Madam, let's go upstairs and change."

Li Min grabbed her wrist, with little strength, with a conscientious expression on his face.

"You don't need to talk too much."

Liu Wenfang pulled her hand out of her palm vigorously, raised her hand and slapped her across the face.

"Remember, no matter how much power Xiaotian gives you, you are only a servant of the presidential palace. It's not your turn to intervene in my affairs."

After finishing speaking, she gave Xuan Liyou a hard look, and went upstairs.

The eldest son finally came back, and her deliberate makeup was ruined by this glass of water.

Even if she didn't greet her son with the best appearance, she couldn't be so embarrassed.

"Are you okay?"

Xuan Liyou looked at Li Min's slightly reddened face, and she took this slap for herself.

Originally, with Li Min's skill, let alone Liu Wenfang couldn't hit her, she didn't even have a chance to pull her hand out.

But that slap didn't let her slap her, and she felt resentment in her heart, and she couldn't get over this hurdle today.

"Miss, stop fighting with Madam. After all, she is an elder."

Li Min didn't care about the finger marks on his face, turned around and walked back to his previous position after speaking.

Only this time instead of sitting down, he stood there.

When Liu Wenfang took her as the current person, she acted like a servant.

Sometimes you don't need to use your hands to deal with other people's insults. Ling Xiaotian will naturally ask what's the matter when he sees the fingerprints on her face and her mannerisms.

Li Min is Ling Xiaotian's life assistant, he is really not a servant.

"You cow, you are the first person who dared to choke with my mother, and also the first person who dared to splash her with water. My mother has never been splashed with water since she was born. You are finished."

Ling Xu gave her a thumbs up.

When Liu Wenfang went upstairs, no one restrained him, he seemed to be alive, and he stopped playing on his phone.

Xuan Liyou didn't speak, turned around and picked up the water bottle on the table and poured another glass of water.

Ling Xu huddled in the sofa, swiped his finger on his mouth, and made a gesture of zipping it up.

Although it's spring, it's still cold.

The heating in the living room has already been turned off by Ling Xiaotian's order. It is not fun to be splashed with a glass of water in this season.

Xuan Liyou sat back and brought the water glass to his mouth to take a sip, looking at him from the corner of his eye with contempt.

It's not Songkran Festival, is it fun for her to splash water?

Ling Ya on the side just sat quietly, looking down at the transparent water glass in her hand, with a calm expression as if she didn't know that she was going to marry again in a few days.

From the moment she gave up on Situ Qingrui, nothing could make her mood fluctuate.

The person to marry is not him, so what is the difference in marrying anyone?
No matter how good or outstanding Mo Fan is, what does it have to do with her?
The silence lasted for about ten minutes in the living room, and it was Ling Xiaotian who came downstairs first.

Behind him was a man with profound features who looked a bit like Ling Xiaotian.

Seeing the two people in the living room, the man paused in his footsteps, and a faint wave flashed in his eyes.

His eyes only paused on Xuan Liyou, and then landed on Ling Ya.

It was her, the woman.

For some reason, the fact that she was his sister made him feel a little uncomfortable.

(End of this chapter)