Xing Shier was not someone who would be easily intimidated!
Asking Lin Xueluo was also out of respect for her!
It was impossible for him, Xing Shier, to take Feng Linnuo away from her!
Seeing how unreasonable Lin Xueluo was, Xing Shier did not stand on ceremony.
After all, he had already 'greeted' her first, so he could only 'follow up'!
Seeing Xing Shier walk around the end of the bed towards her son, Xue Luo immediately became nervous. She knew that she could not fight against Xing Shier, who had strange skills. Furthermore, she was pregnant with Xiao Feng!
"Xing Shier, don't tell me that a man like you wants to bully a weak pregnant lady like me?"
"Lin Xueluo, I've already asked for your opinion. Who knew that you would be so unreasonable! You better lie down and don't move, I won't hurt you! I'll send Shiwu back tomorrow morning and you can still sleep peacefully tonight … "
"Xing Shier, do you believe that I'll call Hetun right now and say that you bullied his daughter-in-law! You even tried to take liberties with me! "
"Lin Xueluo, are you delusional? When did I … when did I take liberties with you? "Xing Shier's face turned red.
"As long as Hetun believes it!"
Without waiting for Xing Shier to speak, Xue Luo immediately raised her voice and shouted loudly:
"Men, catch the thief! Someone stole something! "
"…"
At this moment, Xing Shier was completely stunned. He really did not expect that not only was Lin Xueluo unreasonable, she also knew how to make a scene!
Right! She was making a scene!
This woman … could it be that she was a fake Lin Xueluo?!
The Lin Xueluo in the past was so docile, so understanding, so cultured …
But tonight, Lin Xueluo was simply an unreasonable shrew!!
How dare she accuse him of taking liberties with her?
My god, this woman's brain must be damaged!
Hearing the call for help from the master bedroom on the third floor, the first person to run over was the agile Mo Ranran: She was barefooted and holding a baseball bat in her hand; followed by Housekeeper Mo who was only wearing pajamas …
The reason why Xing Shier did not leave was because he wanted to see what kind of people Lin Xueluo could call! Because he knew that Feng Xinglang was still in the hospital.
Alright, a family of old, weak, sick and pregnant women! Lin Xueluo was really something!
Xing Shier couldn't bring himself to do it! He wouldn't do anything to the Xing Crown Prince's family!
So, he could only jump out of the window and run away! The key was that they couldn't just stay and wait to be beaten, right?
Feng Linnuo, who was covered by the blanket by Xue Luo, rubbed her sleepy eyes and stared blankly at Big Ran Ran and Housekeeper Mo in the room.
"Big Ran Ran … Grandpa Mo … It's so late, what are you doing in my mommy's room?"
"Oh, Mommy seems to have seen a stray cat crawling into the room … but now it's crawling out again! Go to sleep, Nuo Nuo. It's all right now! "
Xue Luo rushed to continue the conversation and hugged the sleepy little fellow into the blanket again.
"I have fastened the window for you, madam. You and Nuo Nuo should rest well. "
Housekeeper Mo hurriedly pushed his daughter Mo Ranran out of the room and closed the door behind him.
Steward Mo recognized Xing Shier. He knew that Xing Shier wouldn't harm Second Madam and Young Master Xiao. Since Madam was unwilling to mention Xing Shier's arrival in front of the child, he did not say much.
"Dad, who is that boy? Why does he look so familiar? He looks like a foster son from River Village! "
"Alright, don't ask! Don't tell Nuo Nuo about what happened tonight, and don't tell Eldest Young Master and Second Young Master! "
"What's there to keep a secret about?! Since he trespassed into a private residence in the middle of the night, he should be beaten up! "
"Beat him up? You should be happy that he didn't beat you up! "
Housekeeper Mo pulled his daughter's pajamas over her shoulders. "How many times have I told you: Don't always wear Eldest Young Master's pajamas to sleep! Why don't you listen! You're a girl, how can you always wear a man's pajamas to sleep?! "
"I love wearing my husband's pajamas! It's none of your business! "
Mo Ranran made a face and ran back to the bedroom on the second floor happily.
Watching his daughter's energetic back view, Housekeeper Mo couldn't help but sigh and shake his head.
In his imagination, Eldest Madam should be dignified and noble, well-educated, and from a prestigious family. However, he had never thought that Eldest Madam would be as impatient and silly as his daughter!
Actually, Housekeeper Mo's family was not optimistic about the marriage between his daughter and Eldest Young Master. But at that time, Eldest Young Master simply wanted to find someone to serve him.
Housekeeper Mo pondered: When Eldest Young Master meets a woman he likes, he will immediately let his daughter abdicate her position.
If Eldest Young Master doesn't find a new lover in this lifetime, then leaving his daughter by his side to take care of him for the rest of his life is also good.
He's old, and his ability is not as good as his heart desires. Sometimes he wished that he could arrange the rest of Eldest Young Master's life properly …
It's no wonder that his daughter always complained about him: Loving Eldest Young Master is a hundred times, a thousand times more than loving his daughter!
Lin Nuo who was in the room took a glance at the window. The curtains had been pulled back by Housekeeper Mo.
It was originally installed with a smart curtain control system, but Xue Luo felt that it didn't have the delicate feeling of living, so she changed it to be pulled by hand.
"Mommy, just now I seemed to have heard Old Twelve's voice?"
Before Xue Luo shouted, she hid the little fellow in the quilt, but she didn't expect that the little fellow would still wake up.
"Why do you miss your twelfth brother so much?"
Xue Luo gently kissed her son's blushing little face, "My dear son hasn't seen mommy for more than a month, don't you miss mommy?"
The topic was changed just like that.
"Of course my dear son misses mommy! I miss her every day! After leaving mommy for so long, my dear son seems to have gone through a long century! "
"Little rascal, do you know how long a century is?"
"A century is a hundred years! How could my dear son not know! "
The little fellow said as he climbed out of the quilt, "Mommy, my dear son needs to pee!"
"En, go! Be careful not to knock yourself. "
"I know mommy, my dear son is no longer a little b * tch's child!"
The little fellow quickly climbed out of the bed and ran to the bathroom. He didn't go to pee, but opened the bathroom window and looked down.
When Xue Luo heard the sound of her son opening the window, she couldn't help but sigh softly.
The relationship between her son and Hetun isn't something that she can break just because she wants to!
To be honest, Xue Luo was also quite confused: Should she let her son cut off the relationship with Hetun? Or should she let her son continue his relationship with Hetun?
Thinking that Hetun was already over sixty years old and had a crippled arm, Xue Luo's kind heart started to overflow again.
Actually, how could Xue Luo not understand the principle of 'being in the pugilistic world, one has no choice' in Hetun!
She had to visit Hetun, but she could visit him a few days later!
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