Chapter 191 Although, but, this is very much like Wang Ma
Chapter 191 Although, but, this is very much like Wang Ma
Uncle Zhang, who was fast asleep against the door, was caught off guard and fell backward, waking up abruptly. He opened his sleepy eyes and looked up at Aunt Wang behind him, whose eyes were wide open like copper bells.
I greeted them instinctively.
"Good morning, Aunt Wang."
Wang Ma was shocked.
What does that mean? Is it a roundabout way of implying that she didn't get up early enough?
Declaring war on her, is that it?
good very good.
The word "admit defeat" simply doesn't exist in Wang Ma's dictionary.
You just wait and see.
So, Uncle Zhang watched in bewilderment as Aunt Wang strode away with great pride, as if she had made up her mind to win.
Uncle Zhang was stunned for a moment, then his eyes gradually cleared, filled with awe.
She's so energetic so early in the morning; she truly lives up to her reputation as Wang Ma.
Sang Ling originally planned to climb over the wall to go back, but after thinking about it, she decided to walk back through the main gate openly.
After all, given the intelligence of his family, they shouldn't be able to tell that she hadn't come home all night.
When she walked in with a relaxed expression, her mother greeted her happily, "Baby, you're back from your morning run? Come and have some breakfast."
Sang's father was serving his wife porridge without even looking up. Sang Ce turned his head to look at her, his eyes filled with a clear sense of foolishness, and praised her with a look of satisfaction, "As expected of my sister."
Sang Ling sat down at the dining table without changing her expression, neither nodding nor refuting.
Family is the perfect cover.
Sang Ling was enjoying her breakfast with satisfaction when she looked up and suddenly met a pair of deep, cold eyes. The other person was staring intently at her.
I almost forgot there's someone at home who's not easily fooled.
Sang Ling calmly shifted her gaze, no longer looking at the cilantro opposite her.
After finishing breakfast, Sang Ling sat on the sofa in a daze. When Wang Ma passed by her for the tenth time, she finally couldn't hold back anymore.
"Wang Ma, what are you doing?" Sang Ling sighed.
Wang Ma's eyes lit up, and she vigorously wiped the vase in her arms with a rag. "Miss, Wang Ma is wiping the vase."
Sang Ling remained silent for a few seconds, then looked at the person in front of her with a complicated expression. "So, why did you bring the vase from the doorway here to wipe it?"
Of course, it's so you can see how hard I've worked.
Wang Ma remained silent, focusing solely on wiping the vase in front of Sang Ling.
Creak, creak, creak~
Sang Ling: "..."
When Wang Ma was wiping the fifth vase, someone came back.
Upon seeing Song Chuyi, Sang Ling was slightly surprised, "You're back?"
Song Chuyi walked in looking exhausted, lay down on the sofa next to Sang Ling, and didn't want to get up. She responded weakly, "Mm."
Looking at Song Chuyi, and then at the three people who had returned behind her, Sang Ling tilted her head and asked, "Why are they back too?"
"The review results from above have come down, and they've been released after their merits and demerits have been balanced. However, they will still need to be under 24-hour continuous supervision while in the country," Song Chuyi explained with her eyes closed.
Sang Ling seemed to understand but not quite, when suddenly someone walked past her.
"Don't sleep here, go to bed," Lin Yan gently nudged Song Chuyi and coaxed softly.
Lying there, not wanting to move, Song Chuyi frowned, turned over, irritably slapped away the other person's hand, opened her eyes, and glared at him angrily, "Lin Yan."
Lin Yan raised an eyebrow and chuckled, "Okay, you sleep, I'll carry you upstairs."
As he spoke, he picked Song Chuyi up in a princess carry, which startled Song Chuyi so much that she woke up from her drowsiness and quickly struggled to jump down, saying, "Who wants you to carry me?"
After yelling, he turned and ran upstairs as if a dog was chasing him.
Watching her retreating figure, Lin Yan let out a few pleasant laughs.
Turning to meet Sang Ling's probing gaze, he looked at her with a half-smile and said, "I was quite surprised to hear that you came back alive."
"I was quite surprised to see you come back alive," Sang Ling nodded, calmly replying.
Lin Yan paused for a moment with a smile, "Still able to retort, you're in good spirits. Looks like someone was worrying for nothing the other day."
Sang Ling looked up at him.
Lin Yan didn't say anything more and strode upstairs with his long legs.
Sang Ling's gaze fell on the twins again.
Just as the twins broke into bright smiles, their mother's delighted voice came from above.
"My darlings, you're back?" Dressed in her finest attire, Mother Sang stood on the stairs, looking at the twins with delight, and hurried downstairs.
"Is your business trip tiring? You must be exhausted," said Sang's mother, hugging the twins with concern. "But even if you're on a business trip, how can you not contact home even once? Mommy will worry."
The sudden hug and concern startled the twins, who were then overcome with emotion and tears welled up in their eyes.
They were orphans from a young age and had never experienced maternal love and warmth. This was the first time they had felt the happiness of having a mother.
"Mom." The two hugged Sang's mother, calling out softly with choked sobs.
"Do you miss Mommy? It's okay, Mommy's here." Sang's mother gently patted their backs and coaxed them softly.
The two of them cried uncontrollably.
"There's no one better than a mother in this world; a child with a mother is a treasure..."
Hearing the sudden singing, Sang Ling turned her head in confusion and saw Wang Ma holding a vase and singing affectionately.
"What are you doing?" Sang Ling asked, puzzled.
"I'm adding background music, Miss," Wang Ma explained in a serious tone.
Sang Ling: ...
However, this is very much like Wang Ma.
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