The young master is not that cruel. This misunderstanding is just a foreshadowing for the future. Don't worry, Mo and Qian are definitely not siblings.
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By the time Aunt Su came out with the squeezed juice, Leng Lin had already walked in the door.
"Go upstairs!"
Leng Zimo immediately stood up from the sofa and walked upstairs.
"Xiao Su, greet Xiao Qian well." After giving the order, Leng Lin stepped upstairs.
"Hey!" Aunt Su agreed with a smile, and then enthusiastically pushed the fruit plate towards Luo Xiaoqian, "Miss Luo, you eat the fruit!"
"You're welcome, I won't eat it." Luo Xiaoqian smiled and thanked her, then looked towards the stairs with a worried look, "Father and son, are they okay?"
Leng Zimo was in a very wrong mood today. She was worried whether the equally powerful father and son would quarrel.
Aunt Su looked upstairs and sighed, "The relationship between Zimo and his father has never been harmonious. If you have a chance to persuade him, no matter what, it's a father and a son."
Luo Xiaoqian nodded slightly and looked upstairs with a little more worry.
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study.
Leng Zimo closed the door tightly.
Looking at him with a frown, Leng Lin's eyes were slightly displeased, "You came back just to lose your temper with me?"
"I'm just here to ask you a few questions. I'll leave immediately after asking them." Leng Zimo also said in a bad tone.
Leng Lin's attitude towards Luo Xiaoqian has changed, and his resentment towards his father has subsided a little. However, now that something like this happened again, he is so angry that he is going crazy.
"what is the problem?"
Seeing the unconcealed anger in his eyes, Leng Lin was also a little confused and couldn't figure out why he was angry.
His attitude towards Luo Xiaoqian has improved, shouldn't this kid be happy?
"You know Luo Xiaoqian, right?" Leng Zimo asked.
Leng Lin did not answer immediately, but walked behind the desk and looked at his son's face formally, "It seems that you have guessed it!"
Leng Zimo was struck by lightning, "So, that woman is really her mother?"
The last glimmer of hope in his heart was torn to pieces.
Leng Lin frowned, "What woman?"
"What woman?" Leng Zimo rushed straight to the desk and slammed his palms on the table. "What woman are you talking about? She is the woman you are holding in your arms."
"What on earth are you talking about?" Leng Lin became more and more puzzled.
"Huh!" Leng Zimo snorted coldly, "You think you hid it very well, you thought that no one knew that at that time, my mother was still in the ward and she was about to die, but you...
...Where are you...you are holding another woman..."
Leng Lin stood up and said, "What nonsense are you talking about? Do you think I betrayed your mother?!"
"Is not it?"
Leng Zimo suddenly brushed the things on the table under the table.
Paperweights, inkstones, documents... miscellaneous things clattered to the floor.
The anger that Leng Zimo had suppressed in his heart for many years finally burst out uncontrollably at this moment.
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Downstairs, Luo Xiaoqian and Aunt Su stood up worriedly while listening to the sounds coming from upstairs.
"It seems like there's really a quarrel." Luo Xiaoqian frowned and looked at Aunt Su, "Should we go up and take a look?"
Aunt Su also had a look of helplessness. She knew the father and son's temper very well. Looking upstairs, she picked up the fruit plate and handed it to Luo Xiaoqian. "Why don't you go up and have a look? The second room on the right is the study room.
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Luo Xiaoqian is a guest and Zimo's girlfriend. Her status is more important than her, a servant. Maybe, she will be of some use if she goes up there.
After taking the fruit plate, Luo Xiaoqian carefully walked upstairs and came to the study door.
