"I'll go with you," Qiao Qiao said, picking up her bag.
Le Yao then noticed that Qiao Qiao had already washed and dressed: "Where are you going? That house..."
“My cousin Lianyi also lives in the Xishan Villa. I’m going to her house for a meal. You can come find me when you’re done.”
Le Yao was immediately delighted: "That's great! With you here, I feel so at ease." As she spoke, she didn't forget to take two slices of bread and give one to Qiao Qiao. After all, she hadn't eaten breakfast, so she had to have something to eat.
"You're so pathetic." Qiao Qiao rolled her eyes at Le Yao, then walked out first. She didn't order any bread slices; they were so dry, she couldn't swallow them.
After thinking for a moment, Le Yao decided to bring her old phone with her. She never intended to tell Han Guosheng's family her new number.
Sure enough, after turning on the old phone, there were more than a dozen calls from Korean winners.
She was too lazy to reply.
The car quickly arrived at the Xishan Villa District. Because of Feng Lianyi's authorization, the gate recognized the license plate number and let them through. Le Yao was dropped off at the gate of Villa No. 32, while Qiao Qiao went to Villa No. 22.
Le Yao walked straight in.
The atmosphere in the Han family at this time was not very good.
Cui Li sat there with a hostile expression: "Han Guosheng, that girl is so rude! I've been here for ages, and she hasn't answered my calls or replied to my messages. What does she mean? Did you not tell her I was coming?"
I'd seen her a few times before, and her niece always looked at her with a fawning expression. Has everything changed now?
Han Guosheng's expression was also not good, not only because Le Yao did not come, but also because of Cui Li's attitude. He seemed to always have to bow down in front of the Cui family: "I said."
Zhou Yunmeng and her daughter Han Xueqian exchanged a glance, a hint of schadenfreude flashing in their eyes. The more Han Binglan, that wretched girl, was disliked by the Cui family, the better.
"A country bumpkin is a country bumpkin." Zhu Jiaojiao curled her lip, her face full of disdain.
Cui Li glanced at her daughter.
Zhu Jiaojiao shut up and didn't say anything.
"Auntie, maybe something happened to my sister that kept her from arriving," Han Xueqian said with a smile. "Let's wait a little longer, she..."
Just then, a maid pushed open the door, and Le Yao walked in.
All eyes turned to them.
Le Yao smiled and said, "Everyone's here. Sorry I overslept." Then she looked at Cui Li and said, "Auntie." She still had the proper manners.
Cui Li didn't even utter a sound, just rolled her eyes and turned her head to the side.
Le Yao's lips curled slightly, but she didn't pay any attention.
Han Guosheng's face was so ugly it looked like ink was about to drip from it: "Don't you know everyone is waiting for you to eat?"
"I don't know." Le Yao shrugged. "You guys never wait for me when you eat. I thought you had already started. I didn't expect you to wait for me today. I'm so flattered."
"You..." Han Guosheng felt a little short of breath again. This brat was his nemesis.
Zhou Yunmeng hurriedly went over and supported Han Guosheng's arm: "Honey, Binglan has always been straightforward. Don't be angry. Let's go eat first. It's already this late, everyone must be hungry."
Han Guosheng finally calmed down and glanced at Cui Li: "Xiao Li, let's eat first."
Cui Li then got up, glared at Le Yao, and went straight to the restaurant.
Just as Le Yao was about to go over, Han Guosheng stopped her: "Why didn't Nangong Jue come with you?"
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