His Naughty Little Girl is So Sweet

"..." Aunt Yang Lambroll said angrily: "Fortunately, it's okay. See if the child likes it."

Jiang Ling knew that he hadn't argued too much, and listening silently, he felt that there was no need to explain too much to them.

On the contrary, Jiang Che laughed: "How many ranks are in that grade? Sometimes the grade rank and the rank in the class are quite different."

Auntie Lambroll: "..."

Several pairs of eyes were staring, and the aunt bit her scalp and said: "It seems to be, eighty or so."

The school is different, the class is also different, just look at the ranking of the class, you can see what it is.

Jiang Che glanced at Jiang Lingzhi and asked softly, "Where is Zhizhi?"

Jiang Ling paused for a moment, raised his head, and met his eyes.

Jiang Che blinked at her.

Jiang Ling knew what he meant by getting, and honestly said: "The second grade is also."

"..."

Doesn't this comparison come out all at once?

And the school is also different. They are the best school, and they can rank second in the grade.

Aunt Lambroll's face suddenly became embarrassed.

Can't speak for a long time.

Needless to say, other people know the difference in this ranking.

Seeing the topic somehow came to her.

The old lady Jiang next to her said displeased: "What's the use of good grades? It's not about getting married."

Her voice was not loud, and it was mixed with the voices of other people, making it even less obvious.

But the Seven Aunts and Eight Aunts had obviously heard them, and she was silent, no longer surrounding Jiang Lingzhi, and the topic once again returned to Jiang Che.

Jiang Ling knew that he had heard more of these words, and he could already ignore it indifferently.

Lu Yuping, who was next to her, changed her face suddenly.

At exactly this time, someone pushed in the private room.

The person here should be that Uncle Lin, who is in his forties and looks very gentle, smiling and greeting grandfather.

But he is alone.

Mr. Jiang glanced behind him: "Where's Xiaoyu, didn't you say we came together?"

"Oh, I have to take a bath and change clothes upstairs. We don't have to wait for him."

With that, the group finally sat down.

But it is impossible to serve the food first without the crowd.

Jiang Ling knew that waiting was a little desperate, thinking that he could leave for a meal, and ended up sitting here foolishly.

She picked up the teapot and poured herself a glass of water.

After waiting for another ten minutes, the legendary Young Master Lin was late.

The door opened, and the waiter at the door led the man in.

The private room was quiet for a second.

Jiang Ling raised his eyes subconsciously, his eyes fell on the arrogant hair color for the first time, and he paused with his fingers holding the glass.

This hair is a bit familiar.

He moved his gaze down and fell on that face.

"..."

Oh.

I saw it in the lobby just now, that's abnormal.

Jiang Lingzhi blinked his eyes, obviously unable to unite the image of this man with Uncle Lin's son.

Uncle Lin was obviously a little unhappy, and reprimanded: "Why are you here? Everyone is waiting for you. There are really no rules."

Lin Beiyu snorted, walked over unhurriedly, and directly sat down on the chair, and said, "I didn't let you wait."

The eldest young master is full of pies.

Coupled with the arrogant hair color and the ear studs on the ears, the four words dude can be brought into full play.

Uncle Lin smiled apologetically: "Just laughed, this kid just returned to China, there is no rules."

Mr. Jiang waved his hand and said very tolerantly: "Boys are not all like this, each has its own personality, what's the matter."

Lin Beiyu curled his lower lip lightly and ignored him.