The styles of these clothes are quite young, and Mrs. Ye is not very nice.

However, ye siyao has a sweet mouth, and the brand, material and workmanship of the clothes are impeccable. She quickly compares her black coat with her.

Ye Linlang looked at the mother and daughter in the porch who repeatedly discussed how beautiful the clothes were and how to match them. They did not know why, but felt cold in their teeth.

Ye Linlang bit the lip corner, and couldn't tell what the taste was. Anyway, it was very complicated.

Perhaps in the hearts of Ye siyao and Mrs. ye, her status is not as important as a pile of beautiful Chinese clothes.

……

Jiang Qilan takes ye Linlang's hand and slightly increases his strength. He looks at ye Linlang's self mocking smile, and suddenly he feels some pain in his heart.

"Don't be afraid. I'm here."

Ye Linlang was stunned when he heard the speech. Before he had time to think about it, he saw Jiang Qilan stride forward and went directly to the hall!

"Qi ran --"

she couldn't help but shout.

Of course, ye Linlang knows that Jiang Qilan wants to stand out for himself, but

……

"How shameful she is to say how shameful her daughter is to be near the gold Lord, but now she enjoys the superiority brought by these luxuries. Don't you think it's ridiculous, Mrs. ye?"

The voice of young people's indifference like ice, suddenly in this empty hall, set off a burst of raging waves!

Immersed in the beauty of Chinese clothes, ye siyao and Mrs. Ye immediately look up and wake up Ye Haifeng, who is napping on the sofa.

Three people all look at the door, this just found that ye Linlang did not know when to roll back again!

However, what is more striking is the young man in front of Ye Linlang.

It looks like ye Linlang and ye siyao are about the same age, but they are taller than most people. That face is also a first-class and beautiful one.

Jiang Qilan is tall and aloof. His pupils are deep and dark. The face favored by God is tightly stretched at the moment, which makes people shiver.

Even if ye Haifeng, who has been in the shopping mall for decades, has long been a veteran, he has been shocked by the power of the superior in this young man.

This kind of feeling, as if oneself is looked down upon by Jiang Qilan, they are just the dust and mud on the ground.

Ye Haifeng does not like this feeling very much. However, out of some intuition, he is inexplicably afraid of this young man who is dozens of years younger than himself.

"Who are you?"

Ye Haifeng frowned and blocked ye siyao and Mrs. Ye.

Jiang Qiran doesn't pay any attention to Ye Haifeng's meaning. If it's a peaceful occasion, the Ye family can treat ye Linlang fairly, and Jiang Qiran will maintain basic politeness.

After all, ye Haifeng and Mrs. ye are ye Linlang's parents.

But today's thing, let Jiang Qiran can't bear it!

If you slander your daughter and sell it, you can also impose violent parents on them. Do you really deserve to be called parents?

……

Jiang Qilan doesn't look at Ye Haifeng. His eyes, which are sharper than knives, fall directly on Mrs. Ye's face.

"Mrs. ye, don't you answer the previous question? Isn't it contradictory that you despise your daughter without investigation while enjoying this kind of thing that you despise at the same time? "

Ye Fu has been arrogant and arrogant for decades. Where has he been questioned so high!

Even if Jiang Qilan looks good, Mrs. ye can't bear it!

"Where are you from?! It's none of your business if I wear mine

Mrs. ye said, the well maintained hand immediately raised and pointed to ye Linlang.

"As for ye Linlang's shameless woman, where should she wear such a good dress! She's just a village girl! "

Ye Linlang has been standing in front of the porch in silence, not a word.

However, when she heard Mrs. Ye's sarcastic words, her hands immediately clenched into fists, and her long eyelashes also kept shaking for several times.

It turns out that it will be sad.

Ye Linlang took a deep breath.

Her mood was complicated and difficult to distinguish, but her back was straight, forcing her not to show any timidity.

"In this case, the village girl's clothes are not suitable for you."

Ye Linlang said that, can not help but go to Mrs. ye and ye siyao there, one by one began to pack her clothes.

In fact, what do these clothes mean to her?

Ye Linlang is not the kind of person who has a strong demand for materials.

She just didn't want to see Mrs. ye and ye siyao belittle themselves with these clothes any more, and they had to wear them out of the house shamelessly, saying that it was right!

……

Ye siyao opens her lips and looks at ye Linlang in disbelief.

"Ye Linlang, you should not have come back, just to take all these things away!"With that, ye siyao subconsciously clenched the lotus skirt in her hand!

She really likes this one. Where is she willing to give it to ye Linlang!

That little disaster star doesn't deserve such good clothes!

Ye Linlang looks at ye siyao's ugly face and tears out a sarcastic smile.

"Miss ye siyao, what's in your head."

Her words are loud!

"These clothes were originally sent to me by Qi ran. They are mine. It's reasonable to take them back. How can they be robbed?"

……

Mrs. ye also immediately silly eyes, seems to have no idea that ye Linlang can come back to ask for clothes so justifiably!

She gave ye Linlang a angry, angry voice.

"There are so many pieces in the living room. Why give your sister a skirt?"

Ye Linlang ignored Mrs. ye, but the irony of her smile deepened.

"Let? Sorry, in my dictionary, this word can be used for others, but not for ye siyao. "

Jiang Qilan hears ye Linlang's words and embraces his arms with both hands, which makes him happy.

Sure enough, he likes to watch ye Linlang bully others, but can't see others bullying her.

……

"You --"

Ye siyao was so angry by Ye Linlang that she almost vomited blood!

She looked at ye Linlang, who came to beg for the skirt with hatred. She didn't know which string broke to the extreme. In a moment, she tore the thin and gorgeous ink skirt in her hand!

Tear and pull, and soon, the silk skirt made of a sound of cracking.

If she can't get it, nobody can get it!

Jiang Qilan's cold eyes narrowed slightly.

"Do you know how much this skirt costs?"

Ye siyao is stunned at the speech. She is still immersed in the pleasure that no one can get. Suddenly, Jiang Qilan asks such a question, but she can't answer it.

Jiang Qilan walked slowly past, picked up the skirt that had fallen on the ground and split into two parts, and picked out the label directly with long white fingers.

The smile on his lips curved deeper, as if something had pleased him.

"Ye siyao, it happens that this skirt is not expensive. It's 1.3 million yuan. Since you tear it, you should pay for it."