Panting heavily, Liu Er walked to Lin Chu Yue's side and pointed outside: "First Miss, quickly go take a look. Young Noble Gao and Gauguin are inside the Lin Mansion's bamboo forest, the atmosphere is extremely strange."
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At this moment, within the bamboo forest, two figures were seated on both sides of a stone table. Their aura was so cold that it could be compared to winter's ice and snow.
Gao Shi Yuan looked at his son, his eyes filled with anger, but even more so, excitement and joy. "You still know how to come?"
The phoenix eyes indifferently swept across Gao Shi Yuan, and Gao Mo Li did not pay attention to the expression in Gao Shi Yuan's eyes: "I am only giving face to Yueyue."
Gao Mo Li's words caused Gao Shi Yuan to be startled, this brat actually called his Yue Yue Yue, and he called his that with such natural familiarity.
Gao Mo Li turned around and looked at the smile on Gao Shi Yuan's face with enchanting eyes: "You don't need to care about this sovereign's matters."
How could Gao Shi Yuan endure his own son's vile attitude. He was Gao Mo Li's father after all, and now that his son was speaking to his father in such a way, with a whoosh, fury began to burn in his heart.
"This sovereign didn't come to the bamboo forest to fight with you. Moreover, you can't beat this sovereign." His attitude was extremely arrogant, as though the white bearded old man sitting in front of him had nothing to do with him, and as long as Gao Mo Li was unhappy, he could kill Gao Shi Yuan with his blade anytime.
He forcefully suppressed the anger in his heart. For the sake of their Gao Family's future generations, he would endure it!
"Brat, the reason why I called you over is to discuss about the little girl with you." Brat, the reason why I called you over is because I want to discuss the little girl with you.
With Gao Shi Yuan's words, the killing intent on Gao Mo Li's body burst forth, the coldness in his almond-shaped eyes became even stronger, facing the blood-red robe, the atmosphere was extremely gloomy and scary.
"It's best if you keep your little scheme. Before you kill those people, if Yueyue has any injuries, I will definitely not let you go."
With a wave of his big sleeve, Gao Mo Li ignored the expression on Gao Shi Yuan's face and disappeared into the bamboo forest.
The moment Gao Mo Li disappeared into the bamboo forest, Lin Chu Yue had finally rushed into the bamboo forest. However, in the entire bamboo forest at this very moment, other than the eerie and bizarre aura, the only other thing that remained was the lonely and miserable figure of Gao Shi Yuan.
"You two —" Walking over to Gao Shi Yuan's side, sat on the stone chair. Looking at his pale face, could it be that the two of them were once again fighting?
Hearing Lin Chu Yue's words, Gao Shi Yuan slowly raised his head. In that instant, he seemed to have aged quite a bit. "Don't worry, we didn't make a move." Waving his hand, Gao Shi Yuan sighed.
This sigh contained an unspeakable emotion. Although Lin Chu Yue did not know what happened between the two of them, she guessed that it was not going to be a good thing.
"This time, the fact that you two have yet to make a move means that there is room for compromise between you two. Such a dejected Gauguin is not like the one I know."
Lin Chu Yue comforted Gao Shi Yuan. It was probably only when Gao Mo Li had resolved the knot in his heart that the matter between father and son could it be eased.
"Old man, let me make you a bowl of instant noodles."
Gao Shi Yuan forced out a smile and nodded: "Thank you." Seeing the smile in Lin Chu Yue's eyes, it was possible that Mo Li was right.
Lin Chu Yue was a good child. If he had really pulled her into the muddy water of the Gao Family, the tragedy that happened ten years ago would definitely happen again.
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In the kitchen, Lin Chu Yue was busy cooking the noodles, her heart was at peace. Luckily, everything was in danger, Gao Family and her son did not fight.
Otherwise, even she would not be able to estimate the consequences.
Because there were more than twenty more young patients in Lin Mansion, Liu Er, Da Kui and others went in and out of the West Wing to take care of these children.
Liu Er placed the cage on the table. Smelling the enticing aroma of the steamed bun, the children on the sickbed all gulped down their saliva.
"Right now, listen to my command. First, wash your hands clean, and the older children will help the younger ones. Then, big sister will send the buns." Liu Er turned around and looked at Lin Chu Yue who was leaning on the side of the door taking out a hot steamed bun from the basket: "Young miss, Li Niang's steamed bun is delicious, try it yourself."