The love of a wealthy family has changed, the scumbag president don't touch me

"Uncle Zhong's diamond cufflinks..."

Ling Zidi frowned tightly and muttered quietly as if talking to herself. The dazzling light kept flashing in her mind. That diamond cufflink... looked familiar.

About half a year ago, she seemed to have had a quick glimpse...in the safe where mommy kept her jewelry...

"What's wrong with his cufflinks?" Ji Ziqian tried his best to keep a calm tone and asked pretending to be casual.

"..." Yao Zidi raised her eyes and looked at Yao Ziqian blankly. After being silent for a long time, she shook her head and whispered, "No...it's nothing."

She didn't know why she chose to hide it. Maybe she was not sure whether she had seen it wrong, or maybe she didn't want to cause trouble. Anyway, her intuition told her not to talk about it.

Yao Ziqian pursed his thin lips slightly and stared at the little woman with twinkling eyes with an unpredictable expression, seeing all the panic and confusion in her eyes. Slowly, he turned his eyes towards Qian Xing not far away.

Zhong looked over, his seemingly calm gaze fell directly on Qian Xingzhong's cuffs, and he looked at the pair of dazzling cufflinks carefully.

After watching for a few seconds, Yao Ziqian turned around and looked up at Qian Jun seemingly casually. Qian Jun was also staring at Qian Xingzhong sharply. Sensing Yao Ziqian's gaze, he looked away.

Qian Ziqian. The two looked at each other in silence for two seconds. Qian Jun pursed his lips elegantly and seductively, his eyes flickered slightly, and he nodded vaguely...

At this time, a slender, graceful and graceful figure walked toward them. As soon as Ling Zidi saw the person, her beautiful little face could not help but darken, as if her love rival would be extremely jealous when they met.

Ran Ying wore an orange deep V dress, her long wavy hair was spread smoothly on her shoulders, and her delicately made-up face had a charming and gentle smile, and she walked step by step to Yao Ziqian's side. 13acv.

"Zi Qian, so you are here, I've been looking for you everywhere!" Ran Ying walked up and took Ji Ziqian's arm affectionately, saying in a gentle and charming way.

Ling Zidi's face suddenly became even colder, her eyes slanted down, looking at the arms held together by Ran Ying and Ling Ziqian with great coldness, she gritted her teeth and tried to hold back the pain of Ran Ying.

The urge to push away from Ling Ziqian... full of jealousy.

"Is something wrong?" Yao Ziqian lowered his eyes and glanced at the arm on his arm, without rejecting or brushing it away, and asked coldly.

"I want..." Ran Ying had a charming smile full of temptation at the corner of her lips. She gently stood on her tiptoes and came close to Jiazi Qian's ear. She lowered her voice and murmured deliberately ambiguously, and then looked at Jiaziqian.

The moment Qian frowned slightly, she smiled openly and said: "The first dance tonight!"

As soon as Ran Ying finished speaking, Ling Zidi immediately reached out and hugged Ling Ziqian's other arm, gently twitching the corners of her lips and looking at Ran Ying with a smile, and said coldly: "Sorry! My brother's first

A dance is always mine!"

Ling Zidi's move was full of provocation. Ran Ying's flowery smile couldn't help but slowly froze at the corners of her lips. She frowned slightly and looked at Ling Zidi for two seconds before suddenly smiling generously.

"Okay! I'll take the second one then!" Ran Ying shrugged her shoulders nonchalantly, the smile on her lips adding a bit of pride, she stared at Ling Zidi with sharp eyes and said lightly with special meaning: "But

Xiaojiu, this is the last time!"

Hearing this, Ling Zidi was very unhappy and was about to speak with a cold face. However, faster, Ran Ying's soft body came close to Ling Ziqian's chest intentionally or unintentionally, looked at her deeply with a smile, and added delicately. : "When I get married to your eldest brother, you can't rob me anymore!"

Yao Ziqian's face remained as usual, looking at the two women fighting openly and secretly with a cold eye as if it had nothing to do with him. Yao Zidi gritted his teeth hard, and couldn't help but feel full of resentment and sadness when he saw his indifferent look.

After Ran Ying finished speaking, she turned to look at Yao Ziqian and said with a shy face, "Just now my father was talking to my uncle about our marriage and said that as soon as possible -"

Just at this moment, the music sounded, and Ling Zidi immediately pulled Ling Ziqian to the center of the lawn, "Brother, let's dance!"

Ling Ziqian was forcibly taken away by Ling Zidi, leaving behind a gloomy-looking Ran Ying and an unpredictable Qian Jun.

When they walked over, there were already several couples dancing gracefully. Yao Ziqian's big hands gently rested on the little woman's waist, leading her to dance to the beat of the music while looking down at her with dismay. An unhappy little face.

"Why are you keeping a straight face?" he asked softly in a low voice.

"I hate her!" Ling Zidi lowered her face and said coldly, her cold tone not concealing her disgust for Ran Ying.

Yao Ziqian frowned slightly, but because he had so many ears and eyes, he glanced at her lightly and said two words in a lukewarm tone, "Don't make trouble!"

"I hate her!" Ling Zidi suddenly raised her little face and glared angrily at the man who didn't care about anything, her voice raised slightly.

"Everyone is watching us, don't mess around!" Yao Ziqian reminded her with a dark look on his face and a cold look in his eyes.

Are you kidding? A sneer appeared on the corner of Ling Zidi's lips. She resisted the sudden pain in her heart and looked at him coldly and said sarcastically: "Are you scared?" My uncle clung to his mother.

Yao Ziqian frowned fiercely, narrowed his eyes and looked at the little woman with a sad face inscrutably, pursed his thin lips and said nothing.

Did he acquiesce?

Ling Zidi looked deeply into his gloomy eyes, the sneer on her lips slowly turned bitter, and she sneered silently. She slowly lowered her eyelids, silently feeling sad...

In fact, she knew very well in her heart that there was no future or happiness between them. She also knew that he would not always be by her side, and he would not always love and pamper her. She knew it, she had always known it!

But what to do? She knew that all this was a mistake, that loving him was a bad fate, and that if a third person knew about this bad fate, they would fall into an abyss of eternal destruction, but she couldn't stop... she couldn't stop loving. Him! Not even a little less!

The dance ended in silence. The little woman lowered her eyelids and was depressed. Her delicate and beautiful face was filled with desolation and despair that she could not see the future. She was very sad.

Returning to where she was just now, Ran Ying looked at the cold-faced Ling Zidi with a charming smile, and said with a hint of pride in her pretendingly generous tone, "It's my turn now!"

Ling Zidi raised her eyes and glanced at Ran Ying indifferently, not bothering to say a word to her. She turned to look at Qian Jun, who had been silent for a long time, and said listlessly: "Uncle Jun, shall we go over there?"

Qian Jun was sipping his wine carelessly. Hearing this, he raised his eyes and glanced at Ling Ziqian, then nodded gently to Ling Zidi, "Okay!"

Ling Ziqian frowned invisibly, pursed his thin lips coldly and stared at the leaving figures of Ling Zidi and Qian Jun, the displeasure in his eyes was obvious.

Ling Zidi held Qian Jun's arm affectionately, walked to a quiet corner and sat down, looking at the pair of handsome men and beauties who were already dancing in the distance with sad eyes, her heart dull. Dull pain...

"Can you tell Uncle Jun why he is unhappy?" Qian Jun sat slightly sideways in an elegant manner, looking at the little woman who was obviously worried with doting eyes, and asked softly with the utmost gentleness.

Ling Zidi lowered her eyelids, a wry smile appeared on the corner of her lips, and whispered quietly as if talking to herself, "You are looking for trouble..."

"Huh?" Qian Jun frowned, not understanding.

"I said I was asking for trouble." Ling Zidi raised her eyes and looked at him, gently twitching the corners of her lips and forcing herself to smile, mocking herself with pain in her heart.

Seeing the little woman's forced smile, Qian Jun's heart tightened. He raised his hand and gently rubbed the top of her head. He looked at her for a moment and sighed distressedly, "What should Uncle Jun do to make Xiaojiu happy? "

Happy? Ling Zidi bit her red lips hard. How should she say it? Now except the man named "Ling Ziqian", no one can make her happy...

The deeper you fall into a fruitless love, the more painful it becomes. So, Ling Zidi, don’t think about it anymore!

Pursing her red lips, Ling Zidi secretly took a breath to adjust her mood, then raised her eyes to look at Qian Jun, trying to change the subject in a relaxed tone, "Uncle Jun, do you have someone you like?"

Hearing this, Qian Jun was slightly startled. His gentle eyes were instantly filled with heat. He looked deeply into her innocent face and uttered one word firmly, "Yes!"

"Who is it? Is it beautiful? Do I know him?" Ling Zidi's emotions suddenly surged. She stared at Qian Jun with wide eyes in surprise, asking again and again.

"Very beautiful!" Qian Jun raised a gentle smile on his lips, his deep eyes full of affection, and his soft tone was a bit ethereal, as if he was recalling the past, and said softly: "She is the most beautiful and most beautiful girl I have ever seen. Cute little princess..."

"Princess?" The little woman got distracted and asked curiously with a slight frown, "Foreigner? Which country's princess?"

Qian Jun suddenly laughed out loud, being amused and annoyed by the slow little woman. He looked so handsome with a smile on his brows, which made Ling Zidi look a little fascinated.

"Uncle Jun, what are you laughing at?" Ling Zidi was puzzled by his laughter and looked at him intently and asked in confusion.

"No." Qian Jun denied while touching the tip of his nose, looking like he couldn't help laughing.

"You're obviously smiling, okay!" the little woman pouted her red lips sadly and complained dissatisfiedly.

As Ling Zidi spoke, she turned her head and looked away in feint of anger. Unexpectedly, this time she turned her head, her mood, which had finally gotten better, suddenly fell to the bottom again. She was so stimulated by the picture in her sight that her heart ached...

She saw that in the distance, Yao Ziqian and Ran Ying were close to each other. They were dancing and whispering. He leaned his lips close to Ran Ying's ear, and his lips brushed against Ran Ying's ear. Ran Ying's expression instantly turned shy...

Ling Zidi stood up suddenly, lowered her face and said hurriedly: "Uncle Jun, I'm tired, I'm going back to my room to rest first."

Then, without waiting for Qian Jun to speak, she ran into the house with red eyes.

Qian Jun frowned slightly and looked at the little woman who left sadly. He slowly turned his eyes to look at the "source" that made the little woman unhappy, and his gentle eyes gradually became cold...

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"Young Master, there is your phone in the house!"

Ling Ziqian was chatting with Ran Qiang when suddenly a maid walked up to him and spoke softly and respectfully.

"Excuse me!" Yao Ziqian said to Ran Qiang in a moderately humble tone, then turned and walked towards the house.

Entering the living room, Yao Ziqian walked straight towards the sofa, picked up the phone and put it to his ear. Just as he said "hello", there was a sudden pop, and the lights in the living room suddenly went out, and his eyes suddenly became dark.

He frowned and put the phone down casually. The next second, a small black figure rushed towards him and hugged his waist tightly from behind——