Chapter 67

Leng Bingling saw her come in barefoot after taking off her shoes at the gate. She stuffed the straw into her mouth, drank a mouthful of milk, turned and walked two steps back to her chair.

Huo Rong walked into the dining room, looked at Wu Shuang, moved the two thin lips and reluctantly shouted, "Mom."

Wu Shuang, who was writing with her head down, frowned slightly, put down her brush, raised her head and smiled, and then said, "Mrs. Lin, your mother called it out, which made me feel a little cold. If we can meet again in the future, please call me aunt Wu or old teacher Wu."

Huo Rong, you think I want to call you. Your face is immediately stained with a little anger.

After entering the Lin family for so many years, she played more in front of the Lin family. Although she was angry, she soon buried the gas in her stomach. In the twinkling of an eye, her face was covered with a smile forced by her, "Mom, how can you talk like this? Anyway, I called you eight years' mother."

Wu Shuang opened the chair beside her and sat down. "At the moment when you and I were in opposition to the court two years ago, we were like strangers. We don't have to shout so intimate. Come to me today and tell me what you have! Don't beat around the bush."

Huo Rong pursed her lips and put on a sad look, "Mom, I left Bingbing with me seven years ago just to cultivate the mother daughter relationship between us."

Wu Shuang raised her right hand and said, "needless to say, Mrs. Lin came to Yuncheng from the imperial capital. There must be something important. Go straight to the theme!"

Huo Rong, standing at the dinner table, looked wronged.

Wu Shuang turned her head slightly and looked at Leng Bingling, "Bingbing, pull a chair and pour a glass of water for your mother."

After a pause, she was afraid that Leng Bingling would not do it. "All the people who pass the door are guests."

Wu Shuang is an educated person. The relationship between herself and Huo Rong is indissoluble. Even if Huo Rong is no longer good, she is also the real mother of Leng Bingling. She still hopes her granddaughter can respect her mother.

Leng Bingling obeyed grandma's words.

She glanced at Huo Rong standing beside her, looked disgusted, stared at Huo Rong, raised her right foot and kicked a chair beside her. The chair immediately moved to Huo Rong's side. Her face said indifferently, "sit down."

Reached for the kettle and cup not far from her, poured most of the glass of water and threw it in front of her, "drink water."

Huo Rong looked at the chair kicked by Leng Bingling and stood there. She didn't mean to sit.

Leng Bingling looked at her actions, and her face immediately hung a little cold. She was dissatisfied and said, "the chair of Leng family is not as luxurious as that of Lin family, but it is clean."

Huo Rong's delicate face twitched slightly with anger. She took a deep breath, tried to control her dissatisfaction, stretched out her hand and pulled the chair beside her to sit down.

She sipped two delicate thin lips before she said, "Mom..." she didn't finish her words.

Wu Shuang said in a desperate tone, "Mrs. Lin, please call aunt Wu or teacher Wu again, and please remember our relationship in the future."

Huorong's lips trembled slightly with Wu Shuang's anger. She called her eight-year mother and aunt. She seemed a little unaccustomed.

She took a few deep breaths, eased the sultry air in her chest, and then began to cry, "Miss Wu."

Wu Shuang said coldly, "if you have something to say, Bingbing and I will have a lunch break."