Zhang Qingya originally wanted to go home with Lin Fei, but her father Zhang Chengxiang was still lying in the hospital bed. Therefore, Zhang Qingya did not go home with Lin Fei. Before leaving, Lin Fei said: "Zhang Qingya, who dares to trouble you and your father again, you can call Yu Wentao and let Yu Wentao solve it." Zhang Qingya nodded cleverly, and her heart was full of sweetness. Anyway, Lin Fei is concerned about her. Then Lin Fei drove to group 5 of Shanhe village. meanwhile. Group 5, Shanhe village. Two guests came to Lin Fei's house. They were Ding Mingming and Ding Liqiang“ Li Qiang, you are the most promising person in group five of Shanhe village. " Lin Fei's father Lin Ziyang looked at Ding Liqiang and said with a smile“ What is it? My father was the most promising person in group 5 of Shanhe village. " On one side, Ding Ming Ming haughtily raised his head and said with an air. Ding Mingming is 28 years old. He is 1.8 meters tall, with a round face, thick eyebrows and big eyes. At this time, he was wearing a Versace suit and a pair of shining cow shoes on his feet“ You must not be rude. " Ding Liqiang turned his head, looked at his son Ding Mingming and scolded him. Ding Ming Ming lowered his head and stopped talking“ That's my son's temper. " Ding Liqiang moved his eyes and looked at Lin Ziyang again, laughing. This time, he and his son came to Lin Ziyang's house to find out where Zhao Chenglong, the chief housekeeper of the Zhao family in Yanjing, and others had gone. He can use Lin Ziyang's help. That's why he was so polite to Lin Ziyang. Just then. Lin Qing'er came home with her schoolbag on her back, humming and taking small steps“ Dad, there are guests at home! " Lin Qing'er said with a smile. Ding Ming Ming sees Lin Qing'er, two eyes seem to be fixed on Lin Qing'er's body“ I'm Ding Ming Ming, little sister. What's your name Ding Ming Ming stands up from the chair, walks up to Lin Qing'er, swallows a mouthful of saliva and asks. Lin Qing'er takes a wary look at Ding Ming Ming and hides behind her father Lin Ziyang“ She's my daughter, Lin Qing'er. " Lin Ziyang is not happy with Ding Mingming's attitude, but he answers for her daughter, Lin qinger“ Lin Qing'er Ding Mingming touched his chin and murmured to himself: "good name, people are also beautiful."“ Lin Qing'er, my name is Ding Ming Ming. I'm the manager of Advertising Department of Zhao's company in Yanjing. My annual salary is more than 10 million yuan. " Ding Ming Ming holds his head high and introduces himself“ Well, I see. " Lin Qing'er replied coldly. Not far away, Ding Li Qiang coughed, Ding Ming Ming was a little more rational“ Dad, I have a crush on Lin Qing'er. I want to marry Lin Qing'er home. " Ding Mingming sat on the chair again and said without thinking. Until now, his eyes are still fixed on Lin Qing'er. Ding Liqiang reaches out a hand and puts it in front of his son Ding Qingming. He presses down and asks his son Ding Qingming to stop talking. Next. Ding Liqiang looked at Lin Ziyang and said with a smile: "Ziyang, what do you mean?" Lin Ziyang hasn't spoken yet. Lin Qing'er said anxiously, "I'm only sixteen this year. I don't want to get married." Lin Ziyang spread out his hands, frowned and said, "my daughter Lin qinger is really only 16 years old this year. She is not old enough to get married."