Mo Zixiao was so happy that she burst into tears. She never thought that this shaky home on the verge of being broken could miraculously get back together...
Mo Zixiao held her son with one hand and her grandson with the other, laughing through tears.
"Hey, hey, your family is happy, but what about us? You have to make an arrangement for us?!"
Jingjing really couldn't hold back her anger. Who are these people? After misunderstanding Chu Yiyi, she actually pretended that nothing happened. The most abominable thing is that she even treated these two living people as invisible!!!
Mo Zixiao paused, turned around, glanced at Chu Yiyi, "Come in!"
The voice was lukewarm, but the hostility was obviously missing.
"Hello……"
Jingjing stared and wanted to continue shouting, but Chu Yiyi held her down.
"Walk!"
Chu Yiyi took Jingjing's hand and followed Mo Zixiao and the others.
Entering the hall, Mo Zixiao let go of her son and grandson's hands and waved to Aunt Hong, "Arrange a room for them..."
"One room? There are two of us..."
"What? Aren't you here to take care of her?"
Mo Zixiao was a little annoyed by this Jingjing who was always startled and surprised. She really didn't know what kind of person this Chu Yiyi was, and there was such a vulgar servant around her!
"me……"
Jingjing wanted to refute, but couldn't find a reason to refute, so she vented all her anger on Chu Yiyi, glared at her fiercely, walked over, and picked up the suitcase that Aunt Hong had thrown in the hall.
"Why are you still standing there? Take us to see our room quickly, we are so sleepy!!!"
Jingjing yelled at Aunt Hong.
"Chu Yiyi, you'd better remember it clearly. You are not allowed to enter my room or see the room to the west without me speaking!"
Mo Zixiao glared at Chu Yiyi coldly, turned and left.
In the empty hall, only Xia Houqing, Xiahou Qiyang, and her were left...
"Son, Xin'er is the only daughter of the Qiao family, so she is a good match for you. You must cherish it..."
Xia Houqing patted the back of Xiahou Qiyang's hand, but looked at Chu Yiyi from the corner of his eye.
Chu Yiyi hurriedly avoided his gaze and looked elsewhere.
"Dad, don't worry, I will definitely be responsible for Xin'er!"
Xiahou Qiyang took two steps forward, grabbed Chu Yiyi's hand, and put it against his face, "I'm sorry, from now on, I will definitely believe every word you say!!"