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n109 Overwhelmed

n“I’ll go with you,” Qiao Qiao said, picking up her bag.

nOnly then did Le Yao realize that Qiao Qiao had already washed up. “Why are you going? That house…”

n“Cousin Lianyi is also staying in the West Mountain villa. I’ll go to her house to freeload. You can look for me when you’re done.”

nLe Yao was instantly happy. “That’s great. I feel at ease with you around.” As she spoke, she didn’t forget to take two pieces of bread and give one to Qiao Qiao. No matter what, she had to eat breakfast.

n“Good for you.” Qiao Qiao rolled her eyes at Le Yao and walked out first. She didn’t ask for bread slices. They were so dry that she couldn’t swallow them.

nLe Yao thought for a moment and decided to bring her old cell phone with her. She had never thought of telling Han Guosheng’s family her new number.

nIndeed, after turning on her old cell phone, there were more than ten calls from Han Guosheng.

nShe couldn’t be bothered to reply.

nThe car quickly arrived at the West Mountain Villa District. Because of Feng Lianyi’s authorization, the gate recognized the license plate number and let her in. Then, he let Le Yao down at the entrance of villa 32 while Qiao Qiao went to villa 22.

nLe Yao walked straight in.

nAt this moment, the atmosphere in the Han family was not very good.

nCui Li sat there with a vicious expression. “Han Guosheng, isn’t that girl too rude? I’ve been here for a long time, but she didn’t answer my calls or reply to my messages. What does she mean? Did you not tell her that I was coming?”

nShe had seen her niece a few times before, and her niece had always looked at her with a fawning expression. Was the world turning upside down now?

nHan Guosheng didn’t look too good either. Not only because Le Yao didn’t come, but also because of Cui Li’s attitude. He always seemed to have to lower his head in front of the Cui family. “I told her.”

nZhou Yunmeng and her daughter, Han Xueqian, looked at each other, their eyes flashing with schadenfreude. The less the Cui family liked Han Binglan, the better.

n“A bumpkin is a bumpkin.” Zhu Jiaojiao pursed her lips in disdain.

nCui Li glanced at her daughter.

nZhu Jiaojiao shut up.

n“Aunt, maybe Sister is delayed by something,” Han Xueqian said with a smile. “Let’s wait a little longer. She…”

nAt this moment, a servant pushed open the door and Le Yao walked in.

nEveryone looked over.

nLe Yao smiled. “Everyone’s here. I’m sorry I woke up late.” Then, she looked at Cui Li. “Aunt.” She still had the manners she should have.

nCui Li rolled her eyes and turned her head to the side.

nThe corners of Le Yao’s lips curled up. She didn’t care.

nHan Guosheng’s expression was so ugly that it looked like ink was about to come out. “Don’t you know that everyone is waiting for you to eat?”

n“I don’t know.” Le Yao spread her hands. “You’ve never waited for me to eat. I thought you’d have started long ago. I didn’t expect you to wait for me today. I’m so flattered.”

n“You…” Han Guosheng found it difficult to breathe again. This wretched girl was his jinx.

nZhou Yunmeng hurriedly went over and held Han Guosheng’s arm. “Hubby, Binglan has always been straightforward. Don’t be angry. Hurry up and eat. It’s already so late. She’s probably hungry.”

nHan Guosheng suppressed his anger and glanced at Cui Li. “Xiao Li, let’s eat first.”

nCui Li stood up and glared at Le Yao before heading straight to the dining area.

nLe Yao was about to go over when Han Guosheng stopped her. “Why didn’t Nangong Jue come with you?”

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