Mo Lingyuan's face became more and more ugly, his brows were tightly frowned, and his eyes swept across Rong Xiu and Su Chenxi coldly.

Could it be that the two guys on the opposite side who once coveted Chu Yunyao haven't given up yet?

The eyes of these two people have never left the person in his arms since they got into the carriage until now.

The atmosphere became awkward in an instant, Su Chenxi and Rong Xiu sensed Mo Lingyuan's displeasure, and looked at each other, not knowing where to put their eyes.

Su Chenxi coughed twice, breaking the silence: "Cousin, I heard that Miss Cheng not only did not die, but also returned to China suddenly, but is it true?"

It's really a pot that doesn't open and which pot to lift.

Mo Lingyuan gave a faint "Yes", and replied, "I'm temporarily staying in the Young Marshal's Mansion. If you miss her, you can visit her more often. The old lady will be very happy too."

This sentence, it sounds like there is a bit of conspiracy in it.

Su Chenxi was puzzled: "If I can't see her, what does it have to do with the old lady?"

Mo Lingyuan's voice was low: "You are such a waste, even a woman like Mo Jinlan can't do anything about it. It's better to marry a sick woman and go back, so as to save you from being bullied every day."

Su Chenxi: "..."

What did he say wrong, why did he suddenly arouse his cousin's anger so much, and taunted him with a gun and a stick.

The one Cheng Xinqi likes is obviously his cousin, and he even lives in the Young Marshal's Mansion, how much his cousin dislikes him, saying that his sickness is enough to be poisonous, and he still wants to give him someone.

Su Chenxi was already ashamed enough when she thought of her behavior in the yard. Being so disgusted by Mo Lingyuan, she became more and more ashamed, and muttered: "I didn't expect that Mo Jinlan hadn't seen her in just a few months. Suddenly it became so powerful that the whip rope seemed to be growing in her hand.

Me, Rong Xiu and I didn't expect this to happen..."

Mo Lingyuan saw them glancing into his arms again, and said coldly, "It's as if you beat her before when she wasn't so powerful."

Su Chenxi: "..."

Su Chenxi insisted: "I'm a good man and don't fight with women."

Mo Lingyuan couldn't bear it anymore: "Get out of here."

Su Chenxi: "This carriage is mine."

Mo Lingyuan pulled his thin lips, "Now I have borrowed it. The carriage is too small to accommodate so many people, and you are so noisy, so as not to disturb Yunyao, get out."

Su Chenxi grabbed Rong Xiu who was about to stand up, and stood still: "I won't go down, at worst, just don't talk."

Mo Lingyuan gritted his teeth: "Do you want me to goug out your eyes in a fit of anger?"

Su Chenxi: "..."

Why didn't he cut off his tongue? What does it have to do with his eyes if he doesn't speak?

The sound didn't come from his eyes.

Hearing the words, Rong Xiu understood the meaning of Mo Lingyuan's words in an instant, and pulled Su Chenxi: "Go down, the young marshal's wife is injured, this carriage is narrow and crowded..."

Su Chenxi refused desperately: "This carriage is the latest to be built by my order, it's so narrow and crowded, and it's freezing cold, how long will it take us to walk back to Jincheng on two legs?

Besides, my legs are still weak, and I can't lift my strength..."

Before he could finish speaking, the driver who was driving the carriage yelled, and a white shadow rushed in from the outside, and landed steadily beside Chu Yunyao, rubbing against her leg with its big fluffy tail.

Su Chenxi: "..."

Su Chenxi had seen the scene of this little beast jumping up to grab a gun and kill someone with his own eyes, so he stood up abruptly in fright, grabbed Rong Xiu's arm, and almost climbed out of the carriage with both hands and feet.