Ling Xinxue cried loudly in Ming Xiche's arms, and Ming Xiche could only pat her gently to comfort her and stay with her.
"Xiao Xi, Xiao Xi!"
The sounds in his arms became smaller and smaller, and Ming Xiche called Ling Xinxue softly.
Ling Xinxue just sniffed and did not answer Ming Xiche. Ming Xiche lowered his head and looked down.
"When you're tired of crying, go to bed when you're tired!"
Ming Xiche gently picked up Ling Xinxue in her arms and walked towards the bedroom in the lounge.
"Have a good rest. I really hope that when you wake up, you can take off all your disguises and leave everything to me. Just stay by my side! My princess, let me protect you!"
Ming Xiche sat by the bed, touched Ling Xinxue's cheek and whispered, but he knew that none of this was possible, and Ling Xinxue would be as indifferent as ever when she woke up.
"Ming Xiaoxi, I will never let you go, absolutely not!"
Ling Manxue returned home and threw the bag in her hand hard, standing in the living room and yelling loudly.
"Miss!"
The servant walked to Ming Manxue with the white water and spoke with a trembling voice.
"Go away..."
Ling Manxue opened the servant's hand with force, and the cup fell to the ground with a bang.
"Yes Yes!"
She knew this would happen, but she had to bring water. It would be a mistake to bring it, and it would be a mistake not to bring it.
Hey, it's really hard to be a servant. Whenever the master is unhappy, they become a punching bag.
"what happened!"
Ling Jianhua's calm voice sounded upstairs, and he walked downstairs wearing a black suit.
"Daddy, Daddy, will you make the decision for me?"
Ling Manxue ran to Ling Jianhua's side, stretched out her hand and pulled Ling Jianhua's arm and said sadly.
"What's wrong! Who did it!"
Ling Jianhua saw Ling Manxue's red and swollen face at a glance. He roared angrily and looked at the servant below. The servant was so frightened that he put down his work and stood there with his head lowered.
"Yes Yes!!!"
Ling Manxue cried loudly.
"My dear, don't cry. Tell daddy what's going on. Who is not afraid of death? He dares to beat my daughter, Ling Jianhua!"
Ling Jianhua held Ling Manxue tightly in his arms, patted Ling Manxue's back and comforted his crying daughter.