Chapter 15

"If you fight again, she will die!"

Qin Yu sneered, "it seems that we three little married a kind girl, but..." She gave Mu Xiaotong a contemptuous look.

"In our Ling family, family rules are everything." She has a powerful voice.

It means that if one day, she breaks the family rules by bathing her pupils, she will also be punished.

Think of here, Mu Xiaotong heart is shivering.

Mu Xiaotong clenched her lips. She was dissatisfied with what she said. What about family rules? Can family rules ignore people's lives?!

"She just accidentally touched Ling Yue while serving the food. Should she suffer this kind of crime?" Mu Xiaotong roared out.

Maybe she had suffered too much injustice in the Mu family in the past. When she saw the maid being taught such a lesson by them, she still couldn't bear it.

Qin Yu took a deep look at her and did not speak any more, just a little more complicated in her eyes.

She raised her feet and turned to the servants and ordered, "clean up this place immediately and serve our young lady for dinner." With that, Qin Yu left.

Mu Xiaotong's right hand is still holding the whip full of blood. She looks at the maid who has been half unconscious and is dragged away with blood.

Mu Xiaotong's blood was cold, but she didn't have any appetite during the meal. She walked to the backyard of dongyuwan in a daze, with two servants following her. She knew that these people were guarding her.

Freedom? She looked at the fish swimming in the artificial lake in front of her in despair. The Ling family was a terrible dungeon.

"Mu Xiaotong, do you forget that you are a dry duck? How dare you get so close to the lake. " Suddenly a gentle voice came.

Mu Xiaotong feels that the voice is a little familiar, and immediately turns to see it. It is really him, Ling ziyao, the eldest son of Ling family.

Ling ziyao's lips with a smile, natural, as if to see an old friend. He is slender, gentle and elegant. He just wears a simple white shirt and black trousers. His temperament is elegant and gives people a warm and warm feeling.

Mu small pupil fixed ground looks at him, hesitated for a while, how should call him.

When Mu Xiaotong was a freshman in China, Ling ziyao was her professor, and he had saved her life.

Hesitated for a while, politely called out, "Ling Da Shao."

Ling ziyao heard her calling him like this, his eyes suddenly sank, some greedy looking at her, but only for a moment, and returned to the usual gentle.

"In a bad mood?" He asked.

Mu Xiaotong looked at him, with that kind of knowingly asked eyes handed in the past.

She sighed and did not speak. She squatted down and reached into the lake to play with herself.

"Get out of here first." Ling ziyao let the two men behind Mu Xiaotong leave and squat down beside her from the path, asking with concern, "is someone bullying you?"

"What do you say?" Mu Xiaotong saw that the two servants who were guarding her left. The mood was a little better, but the voice was still stuffy.

Ling ziyao grinned bitterly. He knew that Mu Xiaotong didn't want to marry Lingyue. In fact, he didn't want her to marry Lingyue. However, no one knew the secret.

"Have you had a good few years abroad?" Ling ziyao suddenly changed the topic. He wanted to know more about her life.

"I've learned a lot. I'll tell you, I'm not a duck now. I'm good at swimming." Mu Xiaotong heard him mention the foreign life, she also told him honestly.

In fact, when she went to school in China, Ling ziyao, as her professor, helped her a lot, so mu Xiaotong always remembered that Ling jiadashao was a man who had no airs and was gentle and easy to get along with.

"Is it? It's the level of a duck. When you fell into the water, I swam to save you. You were so nervous that I almost pulled my pants Ling ziyao laughed with disbelief.

Mu Xiaotong thought of that matter, her face immediately rose red, she looked at him dissatisfied, "in fact, that day you do not come to save me, song Confucian minister will come, why did you rob him of the opportunity to save the United States hero."

Mu Xiaotong has no conscience attitude, the hand that feeds the hand that feeds him a sentence, but is not used to the ridicule of his professor.

Ling ziyao was stunned for a moment, and then saw her little woman playing rogue, and felt that she was cute. The bottom of my heart gushed a warmth, the corners of the lips pulled slightly, smiling brightly.

But at this time, such a warm scene was looked at by another man, a pair of blue flawless eyes staring at this pair of squatting together, talking and laughing men and women.

The blue pupil showed a chill. Ling Yue held a bottle of ginseng soup in his right hand. Suddenly, he fell to the side of the rockery like venting, and the ceramics broke instantly. One of the ceramic fragments bounced across his right arm, and there was immediately blood oozing from the bloodstain.

Ling Yue didn't pay attention to the injury on his right arm. He just felt that Mu Xiaotong was smiling at Ling ziyao very sharply, which made him uncomfortable.

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