My heart suddenly seemed to have knocked over the five-flavored bottle, with everything that one expects to find, but not sweet.
She refused to move to Chu Xinglou to live with him.
She refused to serve him tea, water, cooking and talking with him.
She never even intended to have children for him.
This heartless woman would rather push him to others...
The more Mo Lingyuan thought about it, the angrier he became, he kicked the door open, stood angrily at the door, and stared at Chu Yunyao without blinking.
Chu Yunyao: "..."
The housekeeper didn't expect Mo Lingyuan to follow him. Looking at his face, he probably heard everything.
Afraid that the young couple would quarrel, he quickly acted as a peacemaker: "Young commander, young lady is still young, you may have misunderstood me, it's all the old slave's fault."
Chu Yunyao thinks that it is best to live in the Young Marshal's Mansion without violating the river water, and she never thought of breaking this balance: "Old man, I did not misunderstand you, I really never thought of moving to the Chuxing Building to become the ink master. Ling Yuan's accompanying maid.
Not to mention having no plans to have children for any man at this time.
I never thought of pinning my life on men and children.
I am myself, not anyone's appendage, and I control my life by myself. "
The butler stamped his feet, wishing he could cover Chu Yunyao's mouth: "Young Madam, stop talking."
Didn't you see the young handsome's face turned black? This is a sign of anger.
Chu Yunyao didn't intend to stop at all, and continued: "Some time ago, I heard Mr. Su said that the young marshal planned to raise me to leave the court, and I was really touched.
But moving is just moving, and it doesn't mean anything. "
Her words pierced his heart like a sharp knife. With a gloomy face, Mo Lingyuan waved his hand to signal the housekeeper to go out.
The butler felt the tense atmosphere in the bedroom and dared not go out.
Both of them have fiery tempers that are not easy to mess with, what if they get into a fight?
"Young Marshal, your lord has a lot of people, so you can't argue with a weak little girl like Young Madam." The housekeeper stood in front of Mo Lingyuan.
Mo Lingyuan sneered: "Weak little girl? Have you forgotten how those three people who were with Zeng Jiali died?"
The butler shuddered, almost forgetting such an important matter.
The young lady looked weak and delicate, but it was not easy to use her hands.
The butler didn't dare to go out, and stopped in front of the two of them: "It's not good for the old slave, it's all because of the old slave's self-assertion, young commander, young lady, if you have something to say, please speak carefully, but don't use swords or guns."
Mo Lingyuan pushed away the housekeeper and stood in front of Chu Yunyao: "You are only touched by me, what about Duan Changyu?"
The butler pricked up his ears, why did he mention Mr. Duan all of a sudden?
"Satisfied." Chu Yunyao thought for a moment, then spit out two words.
A mist gathered in Mo Lingyuan's eyes, "What are you satisfied with?"
"The family background is simple and clean, and he is diligent and down-to-earth. There are no wild bees and butterflies around him. It is a good choice." Chu Yunyao commented sincerely.
If Bao'er is willing to marry Duan Changyu, it can be regarded as an end to her concern.
In terms of simple and clean family background alone, Mo Lingyuan thinks he can't compare.
He became even more angry, staring at her clear and pure eyes, but couldn't bear to get angry with her, so he said: "You keep saying that I touched you, but you haven't seen you express anything to me."
"What do you want to express?" Chu Yunyao tapped her fingers on the table, "Cooking for you? I've already done it."
Mo Lingyuan held his breath in his throat, "Don't think about dismissing me with just one meal, at least... at least sew me a purse or something..."