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"By the way, Sister Ming Ling, don't you have anything serious to do? Aren't the successors of the rich second generation supposed to be very busy?"

Being treated by his petty or 'cold', Fangran had to secretly make a cup of hot milk after failing to act coquettishly. This time he turned his attention to Ming Ling and silently said:

"Staying in the house all the time can make people become decadent..."

"Of course, otherwise what do you think I'm usually doing?"

The dress that showed off her figure was exquisite and bright. Ming Ling stood close to Gou Yu, and her beautiful eyes squinted at Fang Ran on the other side.

And you, a kid who has nothing to do all day, have no right to say that I always stay in the house...

The truly serious second generation of rich people, especially those who are trained as successors by their families, is actually not very relaxed.

Being born in an upper-class family and not worrying about money, they were also strictly required to do many things since childhood.

Not everyone can spend a lot of time drinking and enjoying themselves.

Graduation is approaching, and my family has recently been urging me to do more and more things.

For the past few days, my father has been taking me with me to observe and learn how to negotiate business with customers. I have become physically and mentally exhausted from the polite smiles and conversations that are intertwined with interests, favors, and face.

"Ah...it's finally the weekend..."

Ming Ling doesn't have the image of a beautiful lady at all. She lies on the small table like a lazy cat and sighs,

"By the way, where is Xiaoran?"

Seeing that the spot opposite her was empty, she asked curiously.

"Unlike a certain brother who has probably never been to the library or study room, sister Xiaoran, it is impossible to be home at this time until Saturday and Sunday."

At this time, he changed into new clothes. Meng Lang gritted his teeth and stared at Fangran, then sat back in his seat.

"Brother, you fart! I have clearly been to the library!"

Hearing this, Fang Ran couldn't bear it and slammed the table in anger.

"Hey, brother, you went with your classmates to see beautiful women, right?"

Seeing that he took the bait, Meng Lang suddenly laughed evilly, opened the door, and even took out the photos on his cell phone and took them on the table!

"No need to quibble. I saw the table in the aisle near the entrance."

Looking at Fangran in the photo, Xia Yao's light smile lengthened as she occasionally encountered people peeking at her.

"Hey~ Junior, you can do this kind of thing too..."

"not me..."

She never expected that my brother would still hide this hand. Fangran was stunned for a moment with no explanation, and then he held his head in disbelief and went crazy:

"Brother! You bastard, you are following me!!!"

The topic unfolded as always, and although it was noisy, it didn't make people feel irritated.

On the contrary, it felt inexplicably comfortable.

Being a second-generation rich person sometimes has troubles. For example, when it comes to making friends, if you are too good than others, you will be kept at a distance, even if you have one or two enthusiastic peers.

Topics, spending power, places to hang out, and various class differences make it okay to be ordinary friends, but difficult to have a heart-to-heart relationship.

This is especially true among girls.

But those who match their class are often the kind of coquettish bitches who can't get along with hypocrisy and cowardice.

Only in this hut, Ming Ling can feel the balance of relaxation and comfort between the two, and he will not be left in the dark at the speed of light by casually talking about the topic of luxury goods.

"Hmm...but Xiaoran's absence really makes me feel less healed..."

Drinking the hot milk in the cup, Ming Ling lay down again and sighed melancholy. She had been busy for a week and now she really wanted someone who could heal her.

"The little angel hasn't come recently for some unknown reason..."

Thinking that he had come here often after going to Okinawa, Ming Ling suddenly stared at Fangran with an intense glare.

It must be because this guy is back!

"little angel?"

He noticed the title in Ming Ling's words and was embarrassed to let Xia Yao next to him see what kind of stuff he was looking at.

Tang Bing, who had started painting sand sculptures just now, put down his phone and asked curiously:

"Besides Sister Ming Ling, who else would come here?"

As someone who knew the identities of Fang Ran and others, Tang Bing thought that Ming Ling was the only special case who could enter this hut.

"Yes, I have,"

Although she is just an ordinary girl, she is so lovable that even her best friend’s hidden love rival cannot dislike her.

Hearing Tang Bing's words, Ming Ling remembered their first meeting and smiled mysteriously.

"When she comes, I guarantee that Tang Bing will scare you."

"Speaking of which, Tang Bing, you really haven't met her yet..."

When Ming Ling mentioned this matter, Xia Yao also smiled and remembered that since Tang Bing moved to the hut, that figure has never been here before.

"I'm shocked, I've never seen that before..."

Listening to their confusing words, Tang Bing blinked in confusion.

She subconsciously cast a doubtful look at Fang Ran, and then saw that Fang Ran was having a heated fight with Meng Lang, and didn't notice her eyes at all.

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