Of course Shangguan Haoxuan knew what he meant. He didn't know why he was a little impatient now. He was arguing with the old village owner when he was not in the mood. He just nodded casually to show that he heard it, "My son understands."
The old owner was very satisfied with his performance, smiled and patted his shoulder, "Haoxuan, you have to understand that dad is doing everything for your own good."
The two father and son said something else immediately, but neither of them noticed that outside the study, Feng Xiaobo was standing there with a livid face, holding a plate of crab apples tightly in his hand.
"Mrs. Xiaobo, are we still going in?" the girl on the side asked softly. She had heard everything about the conversation just now. She looked at her master's face and felt something was wrong, and she felt uneasy.
I hope the master will not do anything extreme. The little maid frowned and carefully observed Feng Xiaobo's face.
"Let's go back," Feng Xiaobo took a few deep breaths and tried to calm down the agitation in his heart at the moment. There was no wave on his face. "No one can tell anyone about our coming here today. Did you hear that?"
"My slave knows." The little girl responded hurriedly.
Feng Xiaobo shoved the things in his hands towards her, turned around and walked away.
It turned out that after she had planned for so long and planned every step of the way, the old village owner had no intention of letting her take the position of Shangguanmen's mistress. What made her even more chilling was that Shangguan Haoxuan didn't even say a word to help her.
He chose to abandon her without hesitation.
Feng Xiaobo smiled miserably. She knew clearly that in Shangguan Haoxuan's heart, he had always loved Nannan, and she was just a substitute. However, after getting along for so long, she thought that Shangguan Haoxuan would treat her badly.
She didn't have the slightest bit of emotion to expect him to give up his status as the head of the Shangguan clan for her, but she never expected that he was so stingy that he didn't even say a word to defend herself.
This was destined to be a sleepless night. Feng Xiaobo tossed and turned in bed unable to sleep. Shangguan Haoxuan didn't come over again. She knew that he must have gone to Liu Shu's snow room again. How many times has this happened this month?
The moonlight filtered in bit by bit through the open window. Feng Xiaobo touched his slightly protruding belly and secretly made a decision in his heart.
Early the next morning, Feng Xiaobo, who had not slept all night, got up with two dark circles under his eyes. The familiar little girl who came to wait on her looked at her master's face and asked carefully, "Mrs. Xiaobo, the young master said, wait a minute.
Come and have breakfast together, Madam, do you need to dress up?"
Feng Xiaobo was stunned after hearing her words. His hand that was about to comb his hair paused. Could it be that he couldn't hide his haggardness anymore? Even a girl could see it. She stared blankly at the man with dull eyes in the mirror.
The sadness in my heart gradually dissipated.
If a woman has a good relationship, then love is her best decoration. She does not need makeup, jewelry, or anything else. She is the most touching and beautiful woman. And what about herself? Every
With daily intrigues, step-by-step calculations, and little-by-little calculations, she is like a flower that will wither quickly without care.
Seeing that Feng Xiaobo didn't speak for a long time, the little girl felt a little uneasy and looked up at her from time to time.
"Come here and draw my eyebrows. The young master likes me to draw distant mountain eyebrows the most." Of course Shangguan Haoxuan knew what he meant. He didn't know why he was a little restless now. He was arguing with the old village owner when he was not in any mood. He was just talking randomly.
He nodded to show that he heard it, "My son understands."
The old owner was very satisfied with his performance, smiled and patted his shoulder, "Haoxuan, you have to understand that dad is doing everything for your own good."
The two father and son said something else immediately, but neither of them noticed that outside the study, Feng Xiaobo was standing there with a livid face, holding a plate of crab apples tightly in his hand.
"Mrs. Xiaobo, are we still going in?" the girl on the side asked softly. She had heard everything about the conversation just now. She looked at her master's face and felt something was wrong, and she felt uneasy.
I hope the master will not do anything extreme. The little maid frowned and carefully observed Feng Xiaobo's face.
"Let's go back," Feng Xiaobo took a few deep breaths and tried to calm down the agitation in his heart at the moment. There was no wave on his face. "No one can tell anyone about our coming here today. Did you hear that?"
"My slave knows." The little girl responded hurriedly.
Feng Xiaobo shoved the things in his hands towards her, turned around and walked away.
It turned out that after she had planned for so long and planned every step of the way, the old village owner had no intention of letting her take the position of Shangguanmen's mistress. What made her even more chilling was that Shangguan Haoxuan didn't even say a word to help her.
He chose to abandon her without hesitation.
Feng Xiaobo smiled miserably. She knew clearly that in Shangguan Haoxuan's heart, he had always loved Nannan, and she was just a substitute. However, after getting along for so long, she thought that Shangguan Haoxuan would treat her badly.
She didn't have the slightest bit of emotion to expect him to give up his status as the head of the Shangguan clan for her, but she never expected that he was so stingy that he didn't even say a word to defend herself.
This was destined to be a sleepless night. Feng Xiaobo tossed and turned in bed unable to sleep. Shangguan Haoxuan didn't come over again. She knew that he must have gone to Liu Shu's snow room again. How many times has this happened this month?
The moonlight filtered in bit by bit through the open window. Feng Xiaobo touched his slightly protruding belly and secretly made a decision in his heart.
Early the next morning, Feng Xiaobo, who had not slept all night, got up with two dark circles under his eyes. The familiar little girl who came to wait on her looked at her master's face and asked carefully, "Mrs. Xiaobo, the young master said, wait a minute.
Come and have breakfast together, Madam, do you need to dress up?"
Feng Xiaobo was stunned after hearing her words. His hand that was about to comb his hair paused. Could it be that he couldn't hide his haggardness anymore? Even a girl could see it. She stared blankly at the man with dull eyes in the mirror.
The sadness in my heart gradually dissipated.
If a woman has a good relationship, then love is her best decoration. She does not need makeup, jewelry, or anything else. She is the most touching and beautiful woman. And what about herself? Every
With daily intrigues, step-by-step calculations, and little-by-little calculations, she is like a flower that will wither quickly without care.
Seeing that Feng Xiaobo didn't speak for a long time, the little girl felt a little uneasy and looked up at her from time to time.
"Come here and draw my eyebrows for me. The young master likes my eyebrows to be drawn."