There is an open-air garden outside the room where Mrs. Lin and her daughter are staying.
In the garden, a pitch-black cat squatted in front of the glass, its sharp eyes fixed on the mother and daughter in the house, with a mocking smile on its lips.
Seeing Mrs. Lin taking her daughter out, the black cat also jumped off the terrace. He should have landed lightly, but he fell flat on his face.
Damn, he still can't get used to walking on four legs...
The black cat climbed up with difficulty and staggered into the window of the main house.
Yu Ning entered the main house of the Lin family. The decoration inside the house was even more luxurious than the outside.
All of the decorations are in neo-Chinese style, designed by famous artists and are very stylish.
"Who are you looking for?" asked the servant.
"My name is Yu Ning."
"Ah - you are the eldest young lady? Why did you come alone? Didn't the fifth young master go to pick you up?"
"Just call me by my name."
"Miss Yu, you're here." Mrs. Lin walked down the stairs gracefully, followed by Jia Qingqing, who looked unfriendly.
"I'm Ajun's stepmother. You can just call me Aunt Jia."
Mrs. Lin smiled warmly and held Yu Ning's hand affectionately.
Yu Ning took the opportunity to look at her face, his brows gradually furrowed, and he pulled his hand back calmly.
Mrs. Lin's good intentions were in vain, and she felt a little embarrassed.
"Hey! You country bumpkin, why are you so ungrateful?" Jia Qingqing pointed at Yu Ning and cursed.
Yu Ning turned a deaf ear to her provocation and turned to Mrs. Lin politely:
"Where is my room, please?"
"Third floor, I'll ask Aunt Wu to take you there. I'll go get busy first. Miss Yu, call me if you need anything."
Mrs. Lin called the housekeeper, Wu Ma, and asked her to help Yu Ning push the luggage.
"This country bumpkin has a lot of rags." Jia Qingqing folded her arms and curled her lips when she saw Yu Ning had three large suitcases.
With so much luggage, I don’t know how long I can stay here.
Thinking that Yu Ning was going to live on the same floor with her beloved Brother Lin, Jia Qingqing felt sour in her heart.
Suddenly, her eyes fell on the small white porcelain jar in Yu Ning's arms.
This jar looks familiar.
It seems that Grandma Lin also has one, which was said to have been bought from an auction house and is worth a lot of money.
Why does the bumpkin have one too?! Could it be that this is the betrothal gift from her grandmother?
Jia Qingqing was burning with jealousy, so she reached out and pushed Yu Ning's back hard.
Yu Ning staggered and almost fell.
Fortunately, she held him tightly, so the master was not thrown away.
Seeing that she was not pushed down, Jia Qingqing took a quick step forward and reached out to grab the jar.
She knew that her grandmother would be here in the afternoon. If she knew that the bumpkin had broken the "bride price", she would be furious.
Yu Ning's eyes narrowed. If it happened once, it could be said that he didn't stand firmly, but if it happened twice, it was too deliberate.
He raised his leg and kicked Jia Qingqing in the stomach.
Jia Qingqing felt as if her stomach was hit by a hammer and she flew out.
"ah!!!"
Jia Qingqing fell to the ground. Yu Ning took out a piece of cloth, tied the jar around his body, and walked up to Jia Qingqing.
"This is our first meeting, and we have no grudges against each other. Why would you want to hurt me?"
"You hit me, you actually hit me--" Jia Qingqing was about to lose her temper, but when she saw someone coming in from the corner of her eye, she was immediately possessed by a sense of drama.
Sitting on the ground, digging with hands and pedaling with feet.
"Ms. Yu! How could you be so outrageous! The room was arranged by Grandma. If you think the room is too small, just tell Grandma. Why are you hitting me to vent your anger?"
Yu Ning frowned. Is this woman mentally ill?
"What's going on?"
As soon as Lin Anbang entered the room, he saw his stepdaughter crying and hurried over to check.
"Uncle Lin!" Jia Qingqing, with tears on her face, crawled to Lin Anbang and hugged his legs.
Yu Ning showed the face of an old man on the subway looking at his cell phone. This scene is really eye-catching.
"She hit me! I was kind enough to help her move her luggage, but she was dissatisfied with the room her grandmother gave her, so she took it out on me. She kicked me so hard that I almost died."
Jia Qingqing's crying attracted Mrs. Lin.
"It's just a joke between children, it's no big deal. Qingqing, you are the host and she is the guest, so apologize quickly."
Mrs. Lin's gentle attitude made Lin Anbang's eyebrows soften. In his mind, this was the demeanor that a wealthy lady should have.
On the other hand, the girl that grandma liked dared to come here wearing only sportswear.
She starts hitting people as soon as she enters the house. Her manners are very poor. How can such an uneducated girl become a mistress in the future?
Mrs. Lin winked at her daughter, and Jia Qingqing crawled to Yu Ning, knelt in front of her and wiped her tears.
"Sister, although I am not Uncle Lin's biological child, my life is also his~"
Yu Ning was silent, staring at the spotless floor in a daze.
The Lin family's floor is so clean, could it be that this actor wiped it clean with his pants?
It sits, crawls, and kneels, and it cleans the floor in one go. It works better than a robot vacuum cleaner...
Lin Anbang's face became more and more ugly. This Yu Ning was too outrageous!
Qingqing has already apologized to her. She felt so wronged, but she still puts on airs!
She's so arrogant before she even marries his son. If she really gets married, I'm afraid she won't even take him seriously, right?
"Ms. Yu, let's talk." Lin Anbang said coldly.
"Wow, Miss Yu just hit me because of that jar. She said it was a betrothal gift from her grandmother and I am not even worthy of touching it—"
Jia Qingqing is still working hard, trying to deepen Lin Anbang's bad impression of Ning.
"Please be quiet." Yu Ning interrupted her. She didn't have time to listen to a mental illness.
"You!" Jia Qingqing wanted to curse.
Mrs. Lin held her hand, and she immediately lowered her head and bit her lip, looking as if she had suffered a great injustice.
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