Wen Tailai was eventually taken away by the Lingxiao Pavilion disciples without any explanation. Now he has very little martial arts left and almost no ability to resist.
There was silence in the stone room. After a while, Murong Fu leaned over and pulled out a person from under the table. This person was plump and dressed in white, and it turned out to be Luo Bing. However, at this time, her pretty face was full of pear blossoms, and her eyes were filled with tears.
He was so angry that he seemed to want to eat the person in front of him.
Murong Fu spread his hands and said, "Don't look at me like that. I have already helped you find him as promised."
Luo Bing glared at him bitterly, "Then why didn't you tell me in advance? You have to play with me like this! Isn't it fun?"
It turned out that she didn't know in advance that Wen Tailai would come.
"Of course..." Murong Fu blurted out. Seeing her expression getting colder, he immediately changed his words and said, "It's not fun at all, really! Come on, don't be angry. I won't stop you when you cry. You still bite me."
Take a bite out of me!"
Luo Bing's face turned red and she glanced at his lower body unnaturally, "Are you okay?"
Murong Fu immediately pretended to be miserable and said, "Something's wrong. It's still hurting. Can you help me apply some saliva or something..."
"Get out! I better hurt you to death, you pervert!" Luo Bing understood immediately and hit him hard on the chest, then fell silent again, his expression becoming complicated.
It was not difficult for Murong Fu to sense her state of mind, so he wisely did not say anything else, picked up the file next to him and started reading it by himself.
After a while, Luo Bing broke the silence and said, "Has Fourth Brother been imprisoned by you in Murong's house?"
"No, absolutely not." Murong Fu immediately shook his head and secretly added in his mind, "It's just that he was imprisoned elsewhere."
"I...I..." Luo Bing's eyes flashed, as if he wanted to say something, but he couldn't. His fingers were intertwined and his joints turned white.
Murong Fu glanced out of the corner of his eye, his heart softened, and he took the initiative and said, "You want to go find him, right?"
Luo Bing nodded, shook her head, bit her lip, and said nothing. She was really confused.
Murong Fu sighed, "You can go if you want."
"Wha...what?" Luo Bing thought he heard wrongly. Would this man who had always been petty and domineering really let him go?
A forced smile appeared on Murong Fu's face, "Those who can keep you can't keep your heart. There is a kind of love called letting go. Go ahead and I wish you happiness."
Luo Bing stared at him blankly, feeling extremely disappointed for no reason. He hesitated for a long time, and finally nodded, "Thank you."
Then he turned around and left the stone room.
As soon as she left, Murong Fu threw the file away and called out the door, "Tingfeng."
Soon a gust of fragrant wind drifted by, and a slender figure appeared in her arms. It was Tingfeng. She hooked her arms around his neck and said with a smile, "Young master, you also have times when you feel weak!"
Murong Fu rolled his eyes at her and said, "Follow me secretly and take a look."
Tingfeng's eyeballs moved flexibly, and he said with a half-smile but not a smile, "When a husband and wife reunite, they must have a lot of things to do. See no evil and hear no evil. What do you want me to see, Master?"
When Murong Fu heard this, his face turned even darker. He pulled her face and said word by word, "Listen carefully. If they have the intention of rekindling the old relationship, then there is no need to keep Wen Tailai."
"Ah!" Tingfeng was stunned for a moment, then gently broke away from his hand and said solemnly, "Master, please think about it carefully. If you really do that, Mrs. Wen may hate you for the rest of her life."
Murong Fu snorted, "If she wants to hate me, let her hate me. If I can't get it, no one else can get it either. Go quickly."
"oh."
After Tingfeng left, Murong Fu got up and left the underground palace, returning to his small courtyard, where he saw a familiar petite figure lingering here.
"Shuang'er, why are you here?" Murong Fu was stunned. The slight depression he had felt quickly dissipated, and it turned out that this person was actually Shuang'er.
There has always been a lot of talkative girls around him, but Shuang'er and Xiao Zhao have always been the two most considerate and understanding people. Many times, no matter how annoying things are, as long as they see these two women, they can't help but feel better.
stand up.
As soon as Shuang'er heard his voice, she turned around and looked up. A smile immediately appeared on her pretty little face, as bright as a spring flower and as soft as starlight. She was the same. As long as she saw Murong Fu, all her worries would disappear.
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"Ms. sir!" Shuang'er stepped forward and called out sweetly.
Murong Fu looked her up and down. He put on light makeup, but he couldn't hide the haggard look on her face. He couldn't help but feel a pain in his heart. He reached out and stroked her cheek, "What a good couple, I have been busy these days."
Thanks a lot."
Shuang'er is not only the most considerate among the girls, but also the most diligent among them. The other girls are more or less lazy when executing Murong Fu's orders, but Shuang'er is the most diligent.
Never give any discount.
"My husband, please don't say that. Shuang'er is clumsy and can't do anything. I'm very happy to be able to help other sisters. It's not bitter at all." Shuang'er said in a sincere tone.
"My hands are calloused and it's not painful," Murong Fu scolded her warmly and took her hand into the yard, "Shuang'er, put what you have in your hand first. I'll find someone else to take your place.
Please take a rest during this period. By the way, do you have anything to do with me?"
Shuang'er's face was slightly dull, and after a while he hesitated and said, "Mr. Shuang'er, Shuang'er wants to... think..."
"Miss me?" Murong Fu knew when he saw the little girl's appearance that this was definitely not what she was talking about, but he couldn't help but tease her.
"This..." Shuang'er was embarrassed, his cheeks turned as red as apples, and he replied as thinly as a mosquito, "Shuang'er naturally wants to marry each other."
Murong Fu laughed and pinched her little face, "Okay, I know you're not here for this, so tell me, I will promise you no matter what."
Shuang'er hesitated for a moment, "Ms. sir, Shuang'er has never gone back since he left the banker's house. Shuang'er misses the third young lady and the others a little."
Murong Fu was startled when he heard this, "You want to go back to the banker's house?"
Shuang'er looked at him cautiously, and seeing that he showed no sign of anger, he nodded, "I want to go back and see the Third Young Mistress."
Murong Fu was silent after hearing this.
Seeing this, Shuang'er quickly added, "Mr. Shuang'er will be back soon."
Murong Fu's eyes flashed and he looked at her with a half-smile, "Shuang'er, is this really the case?"
Shuang'er hummed softly and lowered his head, not daring to look at him.
Murong Fu shook his head in a funny way, sat down at the stone table, held her on his lap, lifted her chin, looked into her eyes and said, "Shuang'er, you would never lie to my husband.
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As soon as these words came out, Shuang'er's face turned pale, tears welled up in his eyes, "Ms. sir, I...I..."
Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Murong Fu, "I know you really want the third young lady, but the reason why you want to go back is because the third young lady asked you to go back, right?"