Looking slowly at Ling Moxue\'s face, her eyes darkened, "I didn\'t ask her to take care of my daughter, this is their father\'s last words, she loves it or not!"

Ling Moxue\'s pretty face was slightly taut, she pursed her lips and said nothing.

Quack...a live chicken in a bag jumped out, its bound legs jumped a few times, and landed right next to the feet of Ling Mengyao who had just walked out.

Now she was dressed normally, a pair of black trousers and a thick maternity dress, her hair was tied back loosely, and her face was clean.

She looked down at the old hen under her feet, her eyes narrowed slightly, and she kicked it casually, "Old chicken woman, why are you here to fight again?"

Zhao Qin heard her daughter scolding so badly, her forehead swelled, and she said angrily: "You have no conscience, don\'t I come here to care about you every time? I\'m afraid you won\'t be able to eat well or sleep well! Treat you like a sweetheart , but you... treat me like dung?"

With this sadness, Zhao Qin\'s eyes turned red and she couldn\'t breathe.

Xiaocan hastily brought over a cup of tea, "Auntie, drink a glass of water to calm down."

Zhao Qin glanced at her daughter who had bowed her head in silence, reached out to take the teacup, and slowly sat down on the sofa.

The living room was quiet, and Lan Hua took the chicken to the kitchen.

"Second Master." Ling Mengyao walked up to Mu Shaofeng, lifted the beige cashmere maternity dress she was wearing, and smiled, "Does this dress look good?"

Mu Shaofeng glanced at her indifferently, and said "um" softly.

Ling Mengyao was happy, and wanted to sit down on his shoulder, but he glanced over coldly, causing her to move away two steps in a panic, and sat down on the armrest of the sofa.

Zhao Qin took their expressions into her eyes, and felt unspeakably uncomfortable in her heart. For the sake of her daughter, she braced herself again, "Second Master, the child in Mengyao\'s belly is four months old, when do you decide to give it to her?" A title?"

Mu Shaofeng lazily leaned on the sofa, slid his fingers on the phone, and answered casually, "Did I say I wanted to marry her?"

"Ahem..." Ling Moxue suddenly covered her mouth and coughed twice. wxya

Mu Shaofeng raised his eyes to look at her, and Jier turned around and glanced at Ling Mengyao. Seeing that her face was blushing and her chest was slowly rising and falling, she shrugged and changed her words, "Let\'s wait until the baby is born."

Finally, there was some room for change, and Ling Mengyao\'s breath slowly calmed down again.

Zhao Qin looked at Ling Moxue meaningfully, cursing her thousands of times in her heart...

"Fox spirit, this Second Master Mu is still following your winks and talking. It seems that your life will always be an obstacle for my daughter to marry into a wealthy family."

She put down her teacup and stood up coldly, "Let\'s talk, I\'ll help in the kitchen, let\'s have a meal together."

Mu Shaofeng looked at Ling Moxue again, Ling Moxue said, "I have to go back, the children are at home."

"Then you go back, the second master stays here." Zhao Qin assumed the attitude of a hostess, and walked to the kitchen after speaking.

Mu Shaofeng turned a deaf ear to her words, stood up slowly, and smiled faintly, "Moxue, you came here in my car, and I have to be responsible for sending you back."

Ling Mengyao was startled, then immediately got up and grabbed Mu Shaofeng\'s arm, pursed her lips and acted like a baby, "Second Master, you stay and have a meal with me, can you be with the baby in my stomach?"

When Mu Shaofeng wanted to withdraw his hand, she held it with both hands, and pressed his palm against her stomach.

"Second Lord, touch it, feel it, baby, he will move, every time I tell him Dad, he will move, very happy."

Mu Shaofeng\'s fingers seemed to be cramped, and he didn\'t even want to touch her clothes.

She annoyed him, so she yelled coldly: "You touch it yourself! I\'m not interested in that."

Ling Mengyao let go of his hand in grievance, and the expression on his face immediately became sad.

She folded her fingers and said in a crying voice: "I have listened to you and changed my clothes. I also wear thicker clothes. I don\'t make noise anymore. Why do you still ignore me?"

Mu Shaofeng smiled coldly, and just about to say something, Ling Moxue raised her hand and stopped him.

"Second Master, you can stay here. I\'ll just call a car on the way." Ling Moxue smiled slightly, "It\'s a rare time to come back, so I have to have a meal at home anyway."

After finishing speaking, she begged him for help with her eyes, then turned and walked towards the door.

But how could Mu Shaofeng be at the mercy of Zhao Qin\'s mother and daughter.

He turned his head and said to Ling Mengyao with a serious face: "You can stay at my house and continue to raise your children, but you must be honest with me. If you continue to pretend to be crazy and act stupid, and make your brothers and sisters feel uneasy, I will definitely take care of you. Get out!"

Another threat!

Ling Mengyao\'s eyes turned red, she held back her crying, and replied in a loud voice, "Okay, I will listen to you."

"Okay, I\'ve already come to see you, please be quiet in the future."

"Okay, so will you come again in the future?"

"As long as you don\'t embarrass Ling Moxue, and don\'t pretend to be crazy, I might come back again."

After saying that, Mu Shaofeng didn\'t want to look at her again, he ran out of the villa, got into the car quickly, and stopped the car after catching up with Ling Moxue, "Come on, Moxue."

Ling Moxue was slightly startled, "Didn\'t I let you stay?"

Mu Shaofeng got out of the car, opened the door of the passenger compartment for her, and raised his eyebrows, "You still don\'t understand my personality? How can I face the kind of man whose mother and daughter can eat? "

Ling Moxue smiled helplessly, got into the car, just buckled up her seat belt, she casually glanced at the rearview mirror of the car door, and suddenly saw that yellow figure standing beside a bush...

She hugged her belly with her hands, staring at the car with dark eyes, the cold wind blew the bangs on her forehead, and the cold gaze projected through the gaps in her hair made Ling Moxue\'s spine shiver inexplicably.

She pursed her lips and remained silent. Halfway through the car, Mu Shaofeng turned his head and glanced at her, then turned and drove towards the hotel Mirage under the name of Mu\'s family...

Ling Moxue, who was distracted, finally realized that the way was wrong, looked outside, she clapped her hands and came over, "Hey, where are you taking me?"

"Eat, you promised."

"No, no, I have to go back, I told Mingxuan."

"This weekend, your husband is at home looking after the children, and you can meet friends outside. Don\'t tell me you don\'t have this freedom now?" Mu Shaofeng curled his lips, expressing his incomprehension.

"Second Master, you know, our family has a lot of things to do recently, sister Xinyan and her husband..."

"You don\'t need to worry too much about that, right? The rest of the matter is settled by their husband and wife through negotiation."

As soon as the words were finished, the mobile phone in Ling Moxue\'s bag rang.

Seeing that it was Dabaicong calling, she hurriedly "hush" to Mu Shaofeng, then raised her lips and said sweetly, "Honey, I\'m sorry, I\'m still on my way."

"How long will it take?" Gu Mingxuan\'s voice was laziness, as if he was calling casually to care.

Ling Moxue glanced at the time on the car screen, smiled lowly, "It will take about an hour."

"Hey, wife, it\'s 11:20 now, don\'t you get home until the dishes are cold?"

"I\'m driving slowly, please understand, you eat first, don\'t wait for me."

Without waiting for her husband to reply, Ling Moxue quickly cut off the phone.