Ling Yuhang happily shook off the big pile of vegetables in his hand, and looked at Ling Xiaodie with a smile: "Dear mother, I'll leave it to you here." After saying that, he immediately dodged out.

Ling Xiaodie took a deep breath, the whole person was very angry, and then there was a shocking roar, "Ling Yuhang!" ”

Ling Yuhang trotted all the way into his room, locked the door, covered his mouth with one hand and snickered: "Dear mom is good for physical fitness, please don't call people so loudly~"

Ling Xiaodie chased after her angrily, and the big palm unceremoniously slapped Ling Yuhang's door.

"Stinky girl, you give it out!" Ms. Ling Xiaodie roared in a soprano voice.

"Don't!" Ling Yuhang shook his head and denied that he would not go out to die.

'Bang Bang' Ling Xiaodie slammed on the door twice, and her tone was threatening, "Wait, I'll go downstairs to get a feather duster!" ”

Feather duster! When Ling Yuhang heard those four words, his pupils dilated instantly, and his brain was like a slideshow, playing the scene of his mother beating his ass with a feather duster last month.

I shuddered, remembering the beating I had been beaten that day, and I couldn't help but reach out and touch my ass.

Watery eyes blinked again and again, tilted his head and thought about good things for a long time, Ling Yuhang finally decided, but he resolutely couldn't let his ass suffer, and she still remembered it when her ass hurt so much.

Slowly turn the door lock and poke your head out carefully, huh? Why is my mother not here?

When Ling Xiaodie went downstairs to pick up the feather duster, there was a rapid sound on the mobile phone.

After looking at the name displayed on the screen, he immediately pressed the answer button, only to hear a female voice on the other side, and hurriedly asked, "Xiaodie, there is a problem with the design draft you sent this time." ”

"What!" Ling Xiaodie didn't believe it, how could there be a problem with her design draft!

"It's true, the latest clothes on the market of the Nangong family are almost the same as the design drafts you sent this time." The woman on the other side of the phone had a headache and held the information handed over to her by her assistant, and looked down at the design draft with Ling Xiaodie's signature.

Ling Xiaodie rubbed her temples and denied: "This is impossible, I broke off contact with the Nangong family a long time ago." ”

"But...... You think about it calmly first, and then give me a reasonable explanation. The woman on the other side of the phone raised her eyebrows, looked up at the computer, and the screen was showing the pipe network of Nangong's clothing.

Ling Xiaodie sighed deeply, and her tone was firm, "Don't worry, I will definitely give you a reasonable explanation." ”

The woman on the other side smiled when she heard it, "OK, I'll wait for your news, come on!" ”

Ling Xiaodie pressed the phone, immediately turned around and plunged into her studio, her thoughts were circling in her mind, and she kept torturing herself, how did the Nangong family get her design draft! The costume is still on the market!

"Oh my God, is there any heavenly reason!" Ling Xiaodie snorted and sat down on her office swivel chair with a menacing attitude.

Ling Yuhang walked out of the door, looked around, and whispered, "Mom!" Mom! ”

Hey, why didn't you answer with a voice! Ling Yuhang curiously touched his brain, and suddenly covered his mouth and thought in horror, oh my God! Mom must have been captured by aliens, it's very likely that people can't stand her violence against me!

"Mom! Mom! Mom! Ling Yuhang shouted as he walked.