The Virus Strikes: Gifted Teens and Girls

7 - Return 7
Ling Yang glanced at them and looked at them coldly: "You have to listen to me in my room, and I will talk to my brother. Now, immediately, go out—"

She hates a life controlled by others, even when she returns home, she will not compromise any living habits she doesn't like.

"Yes."

Seeing that Ling Yang's anger was about to start a prairie fire, several servants put down their clothes and hurried out.

This second young lady can turn her face faster than a book, so she can't be messed with.

The spring waves are rippling, but a little bit of softness is missing.

It wasn't until the sound of footsteps faded away that Ling Yang's expression softened a little.

Picking up the clothes beside the bed, she was dressed neatly, and those who didn't know would think that she had gone to the army for training.

After freshening up casually, I quickly walked to have breakfast according to the route I remembered.

When she arrived, Ling Feng's signature smile had already greeted her from a distance. Fortunately, her memory was good enough, otherwise she might not be able to find a place to eat within a day.

Wearing a sky-blue school uniform with a bow tie on it, he is tall and tall with exquisite facial features. He is definitely a handsome guy, but his black-framed glasses spoil the scenery a bit. A few strands of hair hang on the black-framed glasses. Ling Feng is a little bit A touch of lazy color.

"Sister, did you sleep well last night?" Watching Ling Yang sit down, he poured milk for her very thoughtfully.

Ling Yang smiled, looked at the empty dining table where the two of them were sitting, and then looked at Ling Feng: "Very good."

"That's good. I'll take you to school after breakfast. Mom has already gone to school to take care of it. Dad is often on business trips, so..." After speaking, he glanced at the empty dining table, and the meaning behind his words was obvious.

Feeling the apology in Ling Feng's tone, Ling Yang brushed his hair indifferently, and drank a glass of milk: "I'm not a child anymore, I don't need those special cares, so don't worry about my personal affairs in the future OK?"

The tone was very sincere, with firmness that could not be refused.

Ling Feng looked at her and remained silent. The maid had already told him about Ling Yang getting up.

He knows that she has grown up and likes to handle many things by herself, but he just can't restrain his concern for her. In his eyes, she will always be a child, that stubborn sister.

He was the one who watched her parents send her away back then, and ruthlessly forbade her to use any means to return to China. At that time, she was only 3 years old, but she didn't shed a single tear, but her eyes revealed a bone-chilling coldness. It hurt him deeply.

He couldn't prevent his sister from being sent away, so now he wanted to make up for the warmth that his sister had lost.

Unfortunately, it's all too late.

Looking at Ling Feng's slightly painful expression, Ling Yang couldn't bear it: "Don't feel sorry for me, it's all over, I just want to finish my studies in a normal way, and then I will have my own life. It doesn't matter to me."

(End of this chapter)