Long Hui breathed a sigh of relief, as if he saw a savior, quickly walked up and saluted his mother, "Mom, please help me persuade my cousin. Just now, cousin Longji suddenly broke out..."

Long Hui had good expression skills and reported what happened just now to his mother in just a few seconds.

Mrs. Long's face sank, turned to look at Long Ji and said, "Long Ji, how did you speak? How much did you know about the past? How could you, a junior, talk about your Aunt Chu Yun? It's neither big nor small! I will mention this to your mother and ask her to teach you what kind of magnanimity is."

Long Ji was beaten up by Lord Qiao Qiao, and was scolded by Mrs. Long again, and he felt that he had lost all his face. His face was distorted and swollen, and he was even more distorted and swollen.

Han Suqiong ignored him, but walked to Qiaomu and Mu Xingchen with a smile and said softly, "I received a letter from Long Hui a while ago, saying that you are about to arrive. I, the quilt and furniture in the wing room are ready for you, and I am waiting for you to come."

"I have been waiting for you to come three days ago. I didn't expect that there was something wrong on the road so late? Or did Long Hui, the dead boy, have caused something unexpected?" Mrs. Long opened her mouth very fiercely, and she only heard her talking like she was stumbled around.

People like Mu Xingchen who are quite good at communicating are a little unbearable to Mrs. Long's enthusiasm, let alone Lord Qiao Qiao, who has always been cold-faced.

Seeing Mrs. Long as she was so enthusiastic and good at dancing, Lord Qiao Qiao didn't know how to react for a while.

As the saying goes, no matter how cold Mr. Qiao Qiao has, he can't hold back his face when he faces Mrs. Long.

Mo Lian took her daughter-in-law's hand a few steps forward, nodded slightly at Mrs. Long and said, "Don't bother, we're leaving now."

Yes! Lord Qiao Qiao, who was confused by the words, came to his senses and nodded and said, "Let's go."

Mrs. Long hurriedly reached out to stop the two of them, and comforted her with a smile, "Don't worry, who is this?"

"Husband."

"Oh." Mrs. Long looked at Mo Lian with a sudden look and looked at her with admiration. "My niece is such a handsome talent..."

Her eyes moved slightly, and she turned to look at Long Hui, who nodded to Mrs. Long without any trace.

Mrs. Long immediately smiled and said, "It was a misunderstanding before, so everyone said it would be fine. Wangchuan, how could you blame your mother? Your grandmother has been thinking about her for so many years."

"Younger is ignorant and can't even speak. Let's look back at someone to teach him a lesson. Don't go to your heart." Mrs. Long smiled and stepped forward to hold Qiaomu's hand.

Prophet Tu frowned slightly, but when he saw Mrs. Long say this, he was embarrassed to dismantle the wife's countertop.

But I still have a lot of opinions about the little girl's cruel behavior.

At such a young age, he is so vicious. What has the little young master Long Ji been tormenting?

"Aunt Ye is still at the city gate..."

"I already know this, please come over and invite them in." Mrs. Long said with a smile, "No matter what, they are also people persecuted by Tianyun. They are guests from afar, so how can they not be welcomed? If you have any plans in the future, you will discuss with the patriarch."
Chapter completed!