Rong Xiu sat back on the chair after being beaten, and the whole person was stunned, and muttered, "You, what did you say?" Who is the Young Lady? ”

Mo Lingyuan crumpled the tissue into a ball and pinched it in the palm of his hand, "Do you know what it means to rather demolish ten temples than destroy one family?" Do you know what it means to have a lover and eventually become married? You haven't even figured out the identity and background of the person you are asking for, and you dare to make a big statement in front of me?

She is Chu Qingze's daughter-in-law, the handsome young lady, how can you covet it? ”

Master Rong was drenched in cold sweat when he heard this, and he was so frightened that he almost fainted.

Mrs. Rong was also at a loss: "This, this, how can this be?" ”

Rong Yue and Bai Qifan were also shocked by the sudden changes and news.

"My God, my life and that of the child were saved by the young marshal's wife herself." Rong Yue held down her wildly beating heart.

Bai Qifan was even more annoyed, he actually used two gold ingots to send the young marshal's wife, how could the young marshal's life-saving grace be comparable to just two gold ingots? ”

Rong Xiu's face was like ashes: "Impossible, how can it be, she clearly said ......"

"Say you don't have a favorite?" Mo Lingyuan completed Rong Xiu's words, and his tone was slightly sour: "Ben Shuai may indeed not be the person she likes at the moment, when the president protected the media, the Chu family and the Mo family married, Chu Qingze took his concubine who had been left in the countryside to Jincheng.

The words of the matchmaker of the parents, we worship the church and get married, I pity her young, so far treat each other with courtesy, living in separate rooms.

Although she has passed the age of marriage, she does not understand the relationship between men and women, and she is not lying to you when she says that there is no one she likes.

But it is a fact that she married Ben Shuai and became Ben Shuai's young lady. ”

Mo Lingyuan saw Master Rong's trembling face, and his tone softened a little: "For the sake of the Rong family and the young marshal's mansion, and for the sake of my deceased mother, I will treat it as just a farce today, and I won't care about you."

In the future, how the Rong family and the Young Marshal's Mansion should move around will not be affected in any way.

Please also adjust your mentality as soon as possible......"

Master Rong couldn't wait for this, and said again and again: "Yes, yes, the young marshal is not as knowledgeable as the old man, and the old man remembers it in his heart, and he bothered it, it was really bothering." ”

As he spoke, he stood up and was about to leave.

"I heard that Madame Bai is here?" A clear, pure, ethereal voice came in from outside.

Immediately after, a thin figure flashed into the hall.

As soon as Chu Yunyao arrived at the door, he realized that the atmosphere was wrong, and the people inside either had solemn faces or panicked.

Duan Changyu couldn't wait to push Chu Yunyao out, isn't it messy enough, this little ancestor stays in the backyard all day long, why did he come to the front yard at this time?

Isn't it because Rong Xiu came over and came to see Young Master Rong on the pretext?

This is in front of the young marshal, punishing the young marshal's heart.

"Young lady, is there something wrong with you?" Duan Changyu glanced at Mo Lingyuan, who was silent, and then at Rong Xiu, who had a resentful expression, and hurriedly stopped in front of Chu Yunyao: "If you have something, just send someone over and tell you to make a small one, there is no need to run in person." ”

Chu Yunyao stretched out his hand and pushed Duan Changyu aside: "I heard that Mrs. Bai came to the Young Marshal's Mansion before she was confined, and she came to see her." ”

By the way, stop Rong Yue not to talk nonsense, so as not to arouse Mo Lingyuan's suspicions.

Duan Changyu: "......"

Chu Yunyao ignored everyone's various eyes, sat down beside Madame Bai, and held her wrist.

Mo Lingyuan's eyes were sharp, and he could see clearly.

Chu Yunyao's ordinary action of holding hands seemingly intimately concealed her true purpose very well.

Her index and middle fingers were accurately on Rong Yue's pulse......