Chapter 43

Leng Yuwen saw his fear and chuckled. Jiang is really old and spicy. He still needs experience!

"Think about it for yourself. I'll give you five months. I'll do what I say." Leng Yuwen put down such a sentence and turned back to his room.

Xiaolin took Dieda sun what medicine wine to come over, but Leng Shaoheng gritted his teeth and said, "no, aunt Xiaolin, you go to sleep, this injury is nothing."

Xiaolin sighed, put the wine on the table and advised, "young master, in fact, there is nothing wrong with that Miss Xia family. She is beautiful and knowledgeable. Her family background is excellent, and her culture and knowledge are certainly not bad. You might as well think about it again. Why do you want to go against the old man?"

"If she is not the mayor's niece, not a famous lady, but the daughter of an ordinary family, would you still think her good?" Leng Shaoheng asked.

"This..." Xiaolin was stunned and didn't know how to answer for a moment.

Leng Shaoheng glanced at her, as if it was ironic. You see, even you can't say it.

But his appearance made Xiaolin, who had seen him since childhood, have a strange idea: "young master, you should not be, you already have other women you like?"

"No!" Leng Shaoheng denies that he doesn't even want to think about it. Only after his words are taken off can he feel that he wants to cover up.

Xiaolin had a clear look in her eyes and nodded, "I know, young master, it's late. You should have a rest earlier. You have to go to work tomorrow."

Leng Shaoheng can't laugh or cry and shakes his head. He is misunderstood by Xiaolin again!

When the light in the hall was turned off, only the small night light beside the stairs was left. The weak light lit up the joint between the first floor and the second floor. Leng Shaoheng picked up the stairs and went up. He was hurt and couldn't let lengyanmo see the trace, so he went directly to his room.

After taking a cold bath, he came out of the bathroom wrapped in a bath towel. His strong chest was exposed in the mirror. He turned around. The tight texture of his back showed red spots, and the wound had begun to bruise. Just as he wanted to give himself some medicine, he saw a small head in the corner of the mirror.

He looked back and found that lengyanmo was standing by the bed outside the bathroom, looking at him with big watery eyes.

Leng Shaoheng quickly pulled his shirt to wrap his upper body and frowned, "Mo Mo, why don't you sleep?"

Cold words Mo shook his head, voice with a trace of choking, "Dad, grandfather hit you, right?"

Leng Shaoheng took a breath. He picked up Lengyan Mo and put it on the bed. He squatted down beside him and said in a magnetic voice, "it's not my grandfather. Don't be afraid of Mo mo."

"Dad lied, it was my grandfather! I heard grandfather's stick in the room Cold words ink stubborn said.

Yes, there was so much noise downstairs just now. How could he sleep with cold words? What's more, the child is always sensitive. If Leng Shaoheng doesn't come, he won't sleep.

He had to comfort the way, "a little injury on a man is nothing, you don't make a fuss, obedient, go back to sleep."

It's rare that Leng Yanmo didn't listen to Leng Shaoheng's words and asked again, "Dad, why did grandfather beat you, because you don't want to marry that Aunt Xia?"

"Don't talk too much about adults." Leng Shaoheng frowned and said perfunctorily.

"Mo Mo is not a child, Mo Mo is five years old!" Cold words ink seems to want to show that he has grown up, sit straight body, hands pinch waist, said aggressively.

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