When she saw Lan Huixin following Ming Jing, she understood everything.
She suddenly turned her head to look at the young man lounging on the sofa. The young man raised his eyebrows, slowly sat up, and looked at Ming Jing dissatisfied: "Next time, please find a beautiful woman for me, this old woman really TM nauseates, I have suffered a great grievance this time, you better think about how to compensate me."
Liang Xiaohong pointed at Bai Ziyan in anger and shock: "Aren't you Yu Dawei's son?"
Bai Ziyan leisurely picked at his fingernails, "When did I say I was Yu Dawei's son? You stupid woman."
Liang Xiaohong pointed at Ming Jing: "You... you set me up?"
Ming Jing shook his head: "I never use such despicable means, let's get things clear today."
"Honghong sister... ." Wu Xiaoju walked in, trembling, carrying a girl.