These two simple words sounded harsh and familiar to his ears. His footsteps were abruptly pulled back by these two words. When he turned around, he saw her huddled there pitifully, her little face wrinkled in pain.
together.
For a second, he hesitated and wanted to hug her and comfort her, but soon he rejected his sudden thought. He didn't know what method this woman used to win Nie Ronghua's favor.
, which made Nie Ronghua decide to marry her to him, but there is no doubt that he hates such a scheming woman.
A woman is willing to endure all the cynicism from her husband and still stay here. What else can she do if she is not greedy for the glory and wealth of the Leng family? But that truly pure and kind woman cannot be saved by all his methods.
Already.
Thinking of this, Leng Xiao's cold eyes were covered with a layer of horrifying ice mist. He turned around decisively, leaving the silence of the room to the girl who was still tormented by nightmares on the bed.
Another night of not sleeping well, Qiu Mo's eyes were a little swollen when she woke up.
But what was surprising was that she was still sleeping in Leng Xiao's room, and she couldn't help but feel a sense of sweetness in her heart. Did he come back last night? Has he already acquiesced to sleeping in his room?
But soon, Liu's mother knocked on the door and came in, shattering all her illusions with one sentence.
"Young mistress, the young master has ordered you to go back to the bedroom next to you when you wake up."
She lowered her head, her not-so-beautiful face covered with a layer of sadness, but she quickly raised her head and smiled at Liu Ma: "Okay."
Mother Liu watched her go back to her room, then got the tools and started cleaning the house. However, she couldn't say the second half of the young master's words.
"Mama Liu, tell her to go back to her room when she wakes up. You have to clean that bedroom thoroughly. I mean thoroughly."
She didn't know why the young master hated the young mistress so much. The young mistress was a quiet and gentle woman, and their servants all liked her. Maybe it was a matter of their rich family, and she, an outsider, couldn't understand it.
Liu Ma finished cleaning the room and just came downstairs when she suddenly heard crying outside. She hurried over and saw two servants shivering standing on the garden path with cold expressions.
There, squatting next to him was Carter, who had a drooping head.
"I'm sorry, Master, I'm sorry."
The servant's body was shaking and his face was filled with color. The man in front of him just stood there, showing no signs of anger. The morning light lengthened his shadow, enveloping him in a fine halo.
"Master, what happened?" Liu's mother trotted over quickly and asked worriedly.