Chapter 265: Are we really leaving like this?

"Probably because I hate you too." Luo Yangyang looked at Feng Yihan who walked up to her pretentiously and replied blankly.
She had never contacted the old lady, let alone said a word.
It stands to reason that even if the old lady doesn't like her because of her stepdaughter, it is impossible to be so indifferent to her.
At the very least, as a respected elder, it is basic to give a polite response when a junior calls her respectfully. Nodding your head in response, no matter how bad it is.
But the old lady's attitude was so abnormal, and she was so indifferent to an almost stranger. In all likelihood, it was related to Feng Yihan who appeared next to the old lady.
"You!" Feng Yihan never expected that Luo Yangyang was so arrogant that she would dare to talk to her like this.
Hate her?
Who likes Luo Yangyang likes her!
"Feng Yihan, do you want to know why I hate you?" Luo Yangyang smiled lightly at Feng Yihan, and continued without waiting for her to answer, "Because you are too cheap."
She always felt that, as a girl, it's not good to scold other girls for being cheap.
But looking at Feng Yihan, thinking that she deliberately screamed outside the window to expose her, and now she didn’t know what tongue she had chewed in front of the old lady, so that the old lady ignored her, she couldn’t stop. A fire broke out from the residence.
Feng Yihan didn't like her just like that, so she had to kill her, right?
"Luo Yangyang! I'm cheap? You seduce my elder brother to pretend to be pure in front of me? Who is more cheap?" Feng Yihan was angry with smoke.
Seeing Luo Yangyang wearing a fluffy white hat and pretending to be pure in front of her, she felt dazzling and dazzling!
"Who seduce your big brother?" Luo Yangyang's small face also sank in an instant.
Her current relationship with the canonization is indeed not clear, but when did she take the initiative to seduce the canonization?
"Don't give me your face..." Feng Yihan just wanted to have an unceremonious showdown with Luo Yangyang. At the corner of the corridor ahead, she suddenly saw the disappeared Feng Zimu. As soon as she stuck her head out, she stopped immediately. Scolded.
"Sister Feng Yihan, if grandma makes your legs short, you must go faster." Feng Zimu said solemnly, with big innocent eyes open.
"You little kid who has short legs? You said they have short legs!" Feng Yihan became even more angry when he heard it.
I'm so mad at her!
Feng Zimu must have off her deliberately!
How could the old lady say that her legs are short!
how is this possible!
Luo Yangyang turned his head, and after admiring Chong Feng Zimu gave a thumbs up, he immediately raised his foot and walked forward, casually saying: "You should use running for short legs. Walking can't catch up with the old lady."
Feng Zimu's innocent sarcasm instantly made Luo Yangyang figure out something.
Feng Yihan wanted to chew the root of her tongue so she asked her to chew it well. A person with a sense of reason should be aware of everything, such as their little cute Feng Zimu.
If Feng Yihan's words were crooked and prejudiced against her, then she couldn't help it.
She couldn't rush forward regardless, and explain that she was not like that.
Anyway, three hundred and sixty-five days a year, she and the old lady met only a handful of times.
"You!" Feng Yihan wanted to hurry to the old lady and continue to humiliate Luo Yangyang. In the end, he chose the more important old lady and said angrily at Luo Yangyang, "Luo Yangyang, don't be proud !"
Luo Yangyang ignored Feng Yihan's anger, grabbed the little red lantern head in his hand and walked forward without turning back.
It was the first time to celebrate the New Year in Fengjia's ancient house. To be honest, Luo Yangyang didn't feel very good. There was always a feeling of traps everywhere.
Therefore, on the morning of the second day of the Lunar New Year, Feng Sheng took her and left the old house.
Luo Yangyang was canonized and stuffed into the passenger seat. She watched as she got into the car and started the canonization of the car, worrying: "We really just go like this? Wouldn't it be too good?"