Chapter 2201

"Let her wait." Mo Lingwei said in a cold voice, and carefully washed Xiu'er's face and hands, before leading Xiu'er downstairs.

Mo Jinlan waited in the hall, a little restless.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, she looked up and saw Mo Lingwei carrying Xiu'er downstairs, so she stood up quickly.

Mo Lingwei didn't intend to pay attention to her, and went straight to the restaurant.

The breakfast is very rich. The servants steamed egg custard and boiled millet porridge, several of which are specially made for children.

The servant came over and asked Mo Lingwei: "Young Madam, what else do you want to eat, this old servant will do it later."

Mo Lingwei shook her head: "These are enough, don't do so much in the future, so as not to waste."

The servant smiled and said: "Where is it going to waste, the young master can't finish it, we servants can eat it."

Now that there are many wars and food shortages, many people can't get enough to eat, and the children have a lot of leftovers, which is also a blessing for them.

Mo Lingwei thought for a while, without saying anything more, took half a bowl of millet porridge and half a bowl of custard with a spoon, and fed them to Xiu'er.

Seeing that Mo Lingwei ignored her, Mo Jinlan knew that she was in the wrong, and chased all the way to the restaurant, pulled up a chair and sat down opposite Mo Lingwei, waved the servant away, and explained in a deep voice: "I brought Xiu'er here, It's my own idea and has nothing to do with Shaojin."

Mo Lingwei blew the rice porridge cold, fed Xiu'er a mouthful, and gave a faint "hmm".

Mo Jinlan: "..."

Mo Jinlan seemed to have punched the cotton. She thought that Mo Lingwei would be angry or scold herself, but she didn't expect her to be so calm.

She was not reconciled: "If you want to blame, blame me, don't blame Shaojin."

Mo Lingwei wiped the corners of Xiu'er's lips, looked up at Mo Jinlan: "Feng Shaojin asked you to come here?"

"No." Mo Jinlan gritted his teeth: "I'm afraid you misunderstood him...Mo Lingwei, Shaojin is very kind to Xiu'er, he..."

"Shut up!" Mo Lingwei wanted to restrain her temper, but when she saw that Mo Jinlan's words were getting more and more outrageous, she was so angry that she interrupted her and asked, "Mo Jinlan, what standpoint do you use to say these things to me? of?"

Mo Jinlan: "..."

what position?

She doesn't seem to have any position.

She carried Xiu'er to Feng Shaojin, she just didn't want Feng Shaojin to be misunderstood by Mo Lingwei.

Mo Lingwei was silent. Seeing that Xiu'er had finished eating the custard and millet porridge, she patted his head and said to the servant, "Take the young master to the backyard to look at the flowers. I'll be there in a while."

The servant came in and grabbed Xiu'er, but Xiu'er tightly grabbed Mo Lingwei's clothes, refusing to leave.

Mo Lingwei coaxed patiently: "Xiu'er, be good, my aunt has a few words with my little aunt, and when I'm done talking, I'll go to the backyard to find you, can you pick some flowers for my aunt and come back?"

Xiu'er looked at Mo Lingwei, thought for a while, seemed to be trying to understand what Mo Lingwei said, and finally, her little hand took the initiative to loosen the corner of her clothes, and followed the servant to the backyard.

There were only two people left in the restaurant, and the atmosphere suddenly became solemn and tense.

Mo Lingwei's aura was terrifying, she was completely different from the gentle Rushui just now, she asked in a cold voice: "You are neither Feng Shaojin's wife nor a woman Feng Shaojin recognizes, what right do you have to ask me not to anger him?

Is it because you like him? "

Mo Jinlan: "..."

Mo Jinlan gritted her teeth: "But he treats Xiu'er very well?"

"So what?" Mo Lingwei's face turned blue with anger: "Could it be that because Feng Shaojin is good enough to Xiu'er, I should thank you?

Do you know how sad my brother and sister-in-law were when they learned that Xiu'er was gone?

Could it be that the biological parents with a conscience are no better to their children than an outsider? "