Although the voice was loud enough, except for a tear stain smeared with saliva on the face, not a single tear flowed out.

But his cry was enough to attract the surrounding onlookers.

There are only a few cars in the entire Jincheng, and everyone travels on weekdays, and everyone knows the identity of the people who ride in those cars.

Now it is even more recognized at a glance that this is the car of the Young Marshal's Mansion. Hearing what the man said, discussions immediately arose.

At first Chu Yunyao thought that the man was a lunatic, but seeing that he was neatly dressed and well-dressed, he was not the kind of crazy person with brain problems.

Seeing Chu Yunyao sizing him up, the man stretched out his hand to tear off the veil on her face: "Lady, I know you even when you turned into ashes, don't cover your face, come back with me quickly, you are not at all Miss Fifth of the Chu family, don't lie to the young marshal again..."

Mo Lingyuan squeezed his wrist the moment the man stretched out his hand.

Hearing this, with a little effort, the man grinned in pain, and tears welled up in his eyes.

"So you're a lunatic, don't be as knowledgeable as this kind of person, let's go." Sitting on the seat, Chu Yunyao narrowed her eyes and stared at that person, putting her palm on the back of Mo Lingyuan's hand: "Don't get your hands dirty."

It seemed that this person was aiming at him, if he was killed, it would be in the hands of those behind the scenes.

Said that Mo Lingyuan killed people to silence him.

Mo Lingyuan let go of his hand, clenched his back teeth, his dark eyes were gloomy, unable to distinguish between emotions and anger.

Seeing this, Mu Qing immediately understood the purpose of this person, stepped on the accelerator and drove away.

Mu Qing's heart was full of panic, and the matter was developing in a direction he could not have expected. Once this matter spread, if Chu Qingze used an excuse to deny that the young lady was the daughter of the Chu family, the matter would be troublesome.

Not knowing what the young marshal was thinking, Mu Qing glanced at the rearview mirror, not daring to vent his anger.



The car drove into the magnificent Governor's Mansion and stopped in the yard.

The warlord was still in uniform, waiting at the door.

The warlord's wife was holding the warlord's arm, and the little bird was standing beside him, with an impeccable smile on a well-maintained face.

The figure is enchanting and extravagant.

A cheongsam embroidered with rich peonies showed her figure to the fullest. She looked slim and plump, not like a woman in her early forties who had given birth to two children.

Mo Lingyuan opened the door and helped Chu Yunyao get out of the car.

Seeing this, the warlord's already serious face became more and more uneasy, and a cold light glowed in his eyes.

Mu Qing carried the gift into the hall.

Chu Yunyao was walking beside Mo Lingyuan with the wolf cub in her arms, and just as she was stepping up the stairs, she saw Qin Zhirou, the wife of the warlord, take a step back with a frightened expression: "The last time Jin Lan had moss on her skin, it was caused by dogs. , the doctor said that it is best not to have cats and dogs in the house."

Hearing the words, the warlord said to Chu Yunyao: "In this case, don't hold the dog in your hand, just a human."

Chu Yunyao: "..."

What Miss Ben is holding in her arms is a little wolf cub.

You blind bastards.

Mo Lingyuan clenched his hand hanging by his side into a fist, took a deep breath, and was about to confront the warlord as usual, but was stopped by Chu Yunyao: "In that case, let Mu Qing send them back.

The people in the governor's mansion in the province have bad skin and I should blame it on my Xiaoxue. At that time, it will not be as simple as not letting them in. "

Maybe even kill her little wolf cub to vent her anger.

This is the majesty given to her by the warlord's wife.

Chu Yunyao firmly remembered what the butler said to her before leaving, and always felt that what happened on the road today seemed to have been premeditated.

If you can back down, do your best to back down, don't cause trouble for Mo Lingyuan, so as not to embarrass him.