亚洲久久综合爱久久

Chapter 387: Little Angel Is Hurt

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

Tong Hua was speechless.

The one that can send you to king status is here!!

If not, Zhong Ran is amazing too.

Cheap Daddy is just being carried to victory by us.

Carried to victory by us!

“Alright!” Ye Ling arrogantly agreed. He took his phone and joined them in gaming.

Little Tong Hua was at the jungle while Zhong Ran was at the top. Shen Qianshu was the support, Ye Yifan was in the middle, and Ye Ling was ADC. Whenever Ye Yifan, Zhong Ran, and Tong Hua gamed, it would be chaotic. Moreover, they were very sharp and frequently came together to catch people.

Shen Qianshu hid behind Ye Ling and transformed into a protector god. Throughout the whole game, she was protecting Ye Ling... who was fighting soldiers.

The legendary example of being carried to victory!

The group of bodyguards in the security room looked at the peaceful sight in front of them and was so shocked that their jaws dropped enough to swallow a duck egg.

They must be protecting a fake Master.

Most importantly, if Luther saw this, he would be moved to tears.

The icy cold castle was ejected with liveliness.

After gaming, Ye Yifan felt refreshed, and he said, “Brother, Lu Biao came to find Grandma today. What’s weird was that she did not reveal your relationship with sister-in-law to him. I was eavesdropping at the side. Don’t you find it weird?”

Ye Ling frowned and was seemingly thinking of something. Ye Yifan asked nosily, “Grandma didn’t let you return to the main mansion?”

“Yeah.”

Ye Yifan felt that his pea-sized brain was about to burst. “What exactly is she doing?”

“During the years that Tingyun and I were not in China, AG was mostly controlled by the Lu Family. She is a hypocrite. It seems that she has long been waiting to get rid of Lu Family, but because of her hypocritical way of handling things usually, she could only depend on her ruthless eldest grandchild. What’s so difficult to understand?”

Ye Yifan thought carefully and realized that it made sense.

After dinner, Ye Yifan was granted permission to stay overnight. He then brought little Tong Hua on an expedition. Shen Qianshu was studying the sketches in the main living room on the second floor. Recently, BG accepted a big order to design actress Guan Xiaoman and singer Wang Zhouyuan’s wedding accessories. Li Yue and Lin Sen drew six sketches, but Guan Xiaoman was not pleased with any and threw them back to BG. Shen Qianshu liked to tackle high difficulty designs the most and had been trying to search for some designing inspiration recently.

Right now, however, she was not in the mood to design.

Ye Ling sat on the long sofa in front of the full-length window, and his legs stretched out. He threw on a warm color cashmere sweater and was reading a book. This was a workaholic and a genius, and when he was not working, most of his time was spent reading.

He read a variety of genres.

“Master...” Shen Qianshu blinked her eyes and said. “Is the book nice?”

“Nice.”

Shen Qianshu cleared her throat and said, “Is the book nicer, or am I nicer?”

“The book is nicer.”

Shen Qianshu was speechless.

Destined to be lonely for life!

He added another remark. “You’re ugly.”

What the...!!!

Shen Qianshu’s face was red with anger. She scooted forward and sat ungracefully like how little Tong Hua always did with crossed legs on the sofa and said, “How am I ugly?”

Ye Ling battered his eyelids slightly. Time had really done Shen Qianshu well, though he could not go against his conscience and say that she had grown exceptionally beautiful. She, however, was really born with a youthful face, big eyes, cherry-like small mouth, high nose bridge, and had deep double eyelids. The corners of her eyes were long, causing her smile to be bright and full of life. But, he liked the innocent and chubby face he first saw back then. She looked really... joyful.

Like a ball of sweet mochi.

Ye Ling kept silent and continued reading his book as if the topic they were discussing was boring. Shen Qianshu pursed her lips and asked, “Master, should I go for plastic surgery?”

He immediately looked up. His voice grew deeper, and the surrounding temperature instantly went down. “Are you looking for death?”

His voice was cold, causing one to shiver in fear.