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She held the bowl of porridge in front of Ye Cheng and gave it to Wang Mo Niang, "Mother, have some porridge."

Drink, drink, there's something good in it.

Ye Zhaozhao's movements were skillful, and Ye Cheng, who was sitting beside him, felt his heart ache so much that his eyes turned red.

Without waiting for Wang Mo Niang to make a move, Ye Cheng picked up the boiling hot bowl and said, "Ah Mi, quickly eat. There's father."

Wang Mo Niang couldn't tell that this was clearly the little girl giving him eye ointment, but she could see Ye Cheng's gloomy face that was about to drip water, so she kept silent.

She held the bowl and took a big gulp, unwilling to accept it. Her tongue hurt from the sand in her mouth.

This little girl was really going to turn the world upside down if she didn't beat him up!

Wang Mo Niang randomly spat out the sand in her mouth and grabbed Ye Zhao, wanting to beat him up, "You loser! "You actually gave me sand!"

Ye Zhao immediately tightened his neck, his eyes red as he pleaded pitifully, "Mother, don't hit me. I … I'll go get another bowl." I guarantee that there will be no sand! "

As he spoke, he rolled up his sleeves, picked up the bowl and was about to leave.

Ye Cheng looked at the bruises on his daughter's arm and was even more certain that Wang Mo Niang usually beat her up.

The pain in his heart was indescribable.

In the end, he wasn't his own flesh and blood, so he couldn't bear to be pained by being treated like his own flesh and blood.

Ye Cheng suppressed his anger and scolded Wang Mo Niang, "Enough! Wang Mo Niang! Go back to town and work. I'll take Ami and leave tomorrow. "

Wang Mo Niang was shocked, she dropped her chopsticks and ignored everything else, grabbing onto Ye Cheng and asked: What about me? What should I do? No, none of you are allowed to leave! "

Ye Cheng was so infuriated by her shameless words that he flung his chopsticks on the ground, "What if I wait for you to beat her to death?"

Ye Zhaozhao acted as if he was afraid and timidly stood behind Ye Cheng, showing a provocative smile towards Wang Mo Niang.

You are still lacking to play with me!

Looking at how easily Ye Zhao had provoked the conflict between Ye Cheng and his wife, he couldn't help but sigh at the way he had torn his way out of the modeling circle.

「 System: The future of the Yangtze River pushes forward the previous waves. A young hero has emerged since ancient times.」

Luo Lingwei: "Why is you everywhere!"

Although Luo Lingwei despised the system that had disappeared for so long as it suddenly appeared, she still felt very safe in her heart. At the end of the day, he still felt a sense of disharmony towards this strange world.

If the System had not been helping her, she would not have known how much more flustered she would have become.

Ji Wu Ye was standing under the tree with his arms crossed, listening to the family's farce. He looked at Luo Ling Wei with a proud tone: "How is this child?"

It isn't like you were the one to teach me, why are you so proud of it?

But thinking about it carefully, Ye Zhao Zhao wasn't a bad child. She was only forced into a corner by this group of people, unable to come up with a solution.

It was all to protect himself.

Luo Lingwei sighed: "This child? If you offend your stepmother and aunt, how will you live your life in the future? "

Mystic Kingdom was a very old-fashioned feudal country, so Ye Zhao's future was still in the hands of his vicious stepmother and vicious grandmother. Her father, Ye Cheng, was too filial and foolish. If Old Madam Ye had insisted on selling Ye Zhao, it would have been hard for her to escape this fate.

What could an eight-year-old child do?

Luo Lingwei gave a bitter smile. In the end, this Taoist saint actually had control over his own destiny.

Not even a noble person like Lianhe could do this.

Everyone wanted to rebel against their predetermined fate, but everyone was struggling in the whirlpool.

Ji Wu Ye smiled and asked: "What? You have a way? "

However, this was not a solution.

Luo Lingwei pulled out the golden hairpin and pushed open the door.

"I'm taking Ye Zhao Zhao away, I like this child dearly." I wonder if this thing is enough? "

She casually tossed the hairpin to Wang Mo Niang with a cold expression.

Wang Mo readied himself for Ye Zhao's wrath and opened his mouth, wanting to curse at him. The bright gold light flashed in his eyes. A greedy light flashed in her eyes as she took the golden hairpin and bit it again and again.

The hairpin Luo Lingwei had given him was the newest hairpin from the Forging Bureau of the capital's Imperial Palace. Currently, there was no circulation in the market. This was something that could only be used under the imperial concubine's rules and regulations.

The tip of the hairpin was made into a clear leaf made from gold. A transparent White Jade Cicada laid on the leaf. The cicada was extremely meticulous in its intricacies, and the meridian channels on the cicada's wings were clearly drawn.

"Is that all? "This is a child that I've seen Da Da as a child. Isn't that too little?"

Wang Mo Niang hurriedly put the hairpin back into her pocket, regardless of how embarrassed Ye Cheng looked when she asked him about it. Flattering, he pulled Ye Zazhao's tiny arm, pushing him towards Luo Lingwei.

Luo Lingwei raised her brows. "What, you think it's too little?"

Wang Mo Niang revealed an awkward expression, indicating that she really couldn't lower the price: "Look at me, although I'm a bit skinny. "But it can resist anything. It's just like when you chop firewood for cooking. It's fine even if you eat."

"Cooking? Add sand to the porridge? " Luo Lingwei crossed her arms and sneered, as if she was unable to negotiate, "Look at your own conscience, there are such big bloody holes on your face, and I don't know if you'll be able to live on." This hairpin is something that came out of the palace. Go ask around, but in the entire Grand Dominance, there isn't a second hairpin. "

Wang Mo Niang was made guilty by her words. She wouldn't be able to pay for the loss if she asked for the price of someone else.

"Alright, alright, since that's the case, then bring that person with you."

Luo Lingwei's complexion looked a little better, but she still looked at Wang Mo Niang in an imposing manner: "Wait, you must sign a contract. Save yourself the trouble of going out and saying that I was deceiving you!

Ye Zazhao had not reacted at all, as if he wasn't the one being buried.

Perhaps it was due to his daughter's cold eyes provoking Ye Cheng, who guiltily said to Luo Lingwei: "Sir! I am the father of this child. As a parent, I would never want my own children to be servants or servants. Therefore, this humble one has a thick face and would like to talk with a noble person. "After a few years of work, let her go."

Afraid that Luo Lingwei would feel at a disadvantage, Ye Cheng added, "You've seen this child's abilities before, this transaction is not a loss."

Luo Lingwei did not know if she should sigh at Ye Cheng's unique talents, or if she should be cold and emotionless as an assassin. Since his own daughter was able to do this, in his eyes, other than his mother, no one else was a family member.

"Heh, why? "Why do I feel like you're a lot greedier than your wife?"

Wang Mo Niang suddenly laid on the ground, ridiculed by Luo Lingwei. The flattering expression on her face was withdrawn, and she ruthlessly pinched her husband with a gloomy face. "Boss, what are you saying? It is my fortune that your esteemed self has taken a fancy to Ah Mi." "So what if you're a servant girl with a noble person? You should at least go to the brothel and force yourself.

Heh, you know it's good to go to the brothel.

Luo Lingwei rolled her eyes at her. There were some people who understood the logic but didn't care.