The door to the study room was banged open, and a young man stood at the door, panting with anger and anxiety on his face.
"What is going on? Tell me slowly." Ziyu stood up from Beiming Changfeng's lap, frowned and said in a deep voice, how unbecoming was he to be so panicked.
"Yes...it's my great-aunt...she...that one at the door...that one..."
"Who is my great-aunt?" I have never heard of this person.
"Oh, my great aunt is the mother of the second young lady." The boy took a breath.
Ziyuan's mother's mother, that is, her stepmother's mother, her eyebrows suddenly darkened: "Why is she here?" She disliked the Rong family very much.
"I'm looking for you...I'm looking for justice from you." The young man looked at Ziyu carefully.
Want justice from her? Haha, Ziyu laughed angrily, and actually dared to ask her for justice. Well, she was not in a good mood today, and someone came to her door to let her vent her anger.
"Let's go." Ziyu immediately waved his hand and walked away.
"Just leaving like that?" After a few steps, a cold voice suddenly came from behind.
Just as Ziyu was about to step out of the door, he suddenly stopped and forgot about Beiming Changfeng behind him.
"Young Master, um..." Ziyu immediately smiled and turned around with a flattering look on his face.
With a cold face and a murderous look on his face, Beiming Changfeng stood there and stared at Ziyu coldly. His legs were now so numb that he could hardly stand. The culprit who sat on him all night and caused his legs to become numb, actually looked at him like this.
He left without even looking at him, and the murderous aura from Beiming Changfeng flew out.
Looking at Beiming Changfeng standing there with a flattering smile on his face, Ziyu immediately woke up and ran back. He hugged Beiming Changfeng's face and kissed him passionately, then kissed him passionately.
He looked at Beiming Changfeng apologetically and softly shouted: "Young Master."
Beiming Changfeng looked down at Ziyu, who looked at him with a caring look on his face. All the unhappiness in his body disappeared in that kiss. He snorted coldly and raised his chin.
Ziyu immediately hugged her and kissed her hard.
"Shameless." Beiming Changfeng lowered his eyes and glared at Ziyu, but he stopped with a feeling of relief and waved his hand: "Go and do your thing."
That posture is extremely comfortable.
Hanyang, who was standing outside the door, turned his head wordlessly, "Do you want to do this and say that others are shameless? Do you want to make such a fuss with the fond expression on your face, young master?"
Alas, he never knew that the eldest son of his family was a duplicitous person.
It's really sad.
After being dismissed by Beiming Changfeng, Ziyu ran out of the door.
Beiming Changfeng looked at Ziyu's back and coughed slightly. Outside the door, Hanyang appeared and followed him straight away.
His woman can only be bullied by him, and others can get away as far as they want.
The morning light is faint and the sky is green and blue.
The gate of Qin Mansion is very lively at the moment.
The people of Yongjing who got up early in the morning almost completely surrounded the main gate of the Qin Mansion from the inner and outer three floors. They were whispering to each other in twos and threes with sarcastic expressions on their faces, and the chattering was almost more chaotic than the vegetable market.
"My dad, you died too early. Now everyone is bullying us orphans and widows. I think when you were here, who dared to treat our Rong family like this? That would be to God
Even if they had the courage, they wouldn't dare, but now look at the situation that our descendants of the Rong family have fallen into. A merchant woman who has no sense of shame dares to be disrespectful to your granddaughter.