Chapter 1100: Your most trash

"Let's catch you!" Song Yiyan watched her jump and jumped up, laughing gloatingly: "But how did your father know that your mother came here?"
Ling Sheng had a dark face, put on clothes hurriedly, gritted his teeth and glared: "How do I know."
"You stare at me, what are you being fierce to me? You can be fierce to me and your mother can go back?" Song Yiyan sat on the bed with Erlang's legs tilted and flipped through Weibo with interest: "Tell me, your dad. For your mother, it’s still a zealous heart. So many years have passed. Your mother knew it when he opened Huaxia. How do you think he knew?"
Ling Sheng wasn't in the mood to pay attention to her. He wanted to get angry when he saw her watching a joke: "Maybe my dad and mom are awakened!"
"Impossible!" Song Yiyan curled her lips, very sure.
"How do you know that it is impossible, allow you to awaken, and not allow others to awaken!" Ling Sheng gave her a blank look.
Song Yiyan looked at her anxiously, laughed out loud, looked at her up and down, and pointed to her: "Just you, you haven't fully awakened after wearing several worlds. You expect your parents to wake up so quickly. The genes of your family have established that they will not be able to awaken."
Ling Sheng swept over with a death gaze.
Song Yiyan was afraid of her, and raised her hand to surrender: "If your parents awaken, I am not a magic stick, you are a magic stick!"
Sheng Sheng had lost her parents since she was a child. She grew up alone with her younger brother, so she should be eager for family affection in her heart. Huo Ci and Nangong Lengyu really came into her heart.
She is different. She has never experienced it. On the contrary, she is not afraid of losing. She can be cruel to the wonderful family of the Song family. It is best in the future, and there will never be.
When the two phones rang at the same time, they looked at each other.
Ling Sheng answered the phone: "Mom."
Song Yiyan hung up the phone directly, without even looking at it, she didn't even bother to see her, she threw her phone on the bed, instead she watched Ling Sheng make a call with interest.
When Ling Sheng hung up the phone, she raised her eyes and asked her, "Your mother's phone number? What did you say?"
Ling Sheng: "My mother said she and my dad will come and pick me up right away."
This time it was Song Yiyan's turn to calm down. She almost choked without drinking a sip of water in her stomach: "Your parents are awakened?"
Ling Sheng nodded: "Yeah."
Song Yiyan looked at her contemptuously again, and said mercilessly: "You are the most trash with your family!"
Ling Sheng roared: "Could you please speak up!"
What is her most trash? She didn't remember her previous memories, she didn't lose any memory at all, OK, it was her instead.
"Look at what I'm doing?" Song Yiyan was a little frustrated by her eyes.
"You, selective amnesia, just forgot your man, your man, just lost his memory, don't remember anything, how are you better than me?" Ling Sheng laughed, come, come, hurt each other!
The needles on the two sides hurt each other with Maimang, but the door was knocked at this moment.
Song Yiyan curled her lips and smiled: "Your father and mother are fast, here comes it."
Ling Sheng frowned and was about to open the door: "My mother said they were still on the elevated airport, and they didn't even enter the 5th ring road. How could it take an hour!"
Song Yiyan's eyes squeezed suddenly, grabbed her, hissed at her, and kept her silent.
After the room was completely quiet, the shout at the door became clearer: "Yanyan, are you at home? You open the door, I'm mother."
Ling Sheng glanced at Song Yiyan and asked her to open the door: "Your mother."
Song Yiyan sneered and curled her lips without speaking, her eyes were cold to the end, and after a warning glance, she lay down on the bed.
mom?
What mom?
For the benefit of her natal family, acting with her husband and forcing her daughter to marry a man she doesn't love is something a mother can do?
People can't be compared with people!
In Ling Sheng's life, although she grew up with her adoptive mother, her parents never forced her to do things she didn't want to do, and loved her.
Where's her? Both parents, their only daughter, she thought they loved her very much, she thought they held her like a jewel, but in the end, she was counted as a chess piece.
Therefore, she has never had any extravagant expectations for family affection. Don't expect extravagant expectations, because after tearing off the gorgeous disguise, the filthy and naked desires will be exposed to the sun, and the disappointment will be even greater. More, the wound will be bigger.
Ling Sheng listened to the people outside, and looked at Song Yiyan, who was lying on the bed with her eyes closed, and didn't know how to persuade her.
When she was a little white rabbit, she was afraid of her father, but in her words, she loved her mother very much and cared about her mother. Later, she agreed to be engaged for her mother.
But now, she could clearly feel that her whole body was exuding nonchalant mockery and coldness.
"Yanyan, mother knows you are inside." Mother Song put all the things she brought at the door, her eyes were red, and her voice was hoarse: "Mom left you everything at the door, and mom is going back. "
She couldn't leave for too long. She didn't dare to come out during the day for fear of being discovered by her husband, so she could only sneak out to see her at night.
She knew that her daughter hated her because she was useless. She didn't ask for her forgiveness. She just wanted to see her. She was so weak and had never left her before, and she had no money. How should one live alone.
Ling Sheng was standing at the door, listening to the sound of leaning something, the woman at the door, with very light footsteps, quickly disappeared.
"Your mother is gone." Ling Sheng didn't respond to Song Yiyan, and began to play games by leaning against the bed, sighing.
When I opened the door, I saw an envelope stuffed in the gap of the security door. I took it and found that it was money, a wad of 30,000 or 40,000.
At the door, there are two big plastic bags, which are filled with various snacks, and there is a foam box. I don't know what it is.
Song Yiyan looked at Ling Sheng and said casually: "Throw it away."
Ling Sheng carried everything in, and opened the foam box to see that they were dumplings, frozen, handmade, and beautifully wrapped. There were several layers in total: "What are you throwing away? I will eat them if you don't eat them."
Song Yiyan sneered and curled her lips, nonchalantly: "If you want to eat, take it away later!"
"I lack food for you." Ling Sheng looked at her and asked, "You haven't eaten yet, I'll make you something to eat?"
Song Yiyan gave a hum, and continued to play the game as if it were all right.
Ling Sheng put the money on the table for her: "Your mother gave it to you."
Song Yiyan didn't even look at it, and was completely focused on the phone, and said, "I see."