"Fatty, there is no truth to tell between the two of us, right?!"

Ling Luoyu looked sideways and looked at him sideways, his voice suddenly cold.

"sit down!"

Feng Chenglin's lips trembled, and finally he sat down slowly, and remained silent.

"Qingyou... are you blamed for running around outside every day and not accompanying her at home?!"

"No...San Young Master, you didn't know Qingyou on the first day. Is she the kind of woman who doesn't know the general and is irrelevant?!"

"Then why did she cry?!"

“…”

Feng Chenglin was silent again and looked at his door.

There, a group of children were playing around the bonfire.

Ling Luoyu's heart suddenly sank: "It's a child..."

Feng Chenglin's body trembled suddenly, and he turned his head and looked at her, his mouth opened, and in the end he didn't say anything.

Ling Luoyu's eyes flashed, and his heart ached slightly: "Qingyou... Do you want a child of your own?!"

"It's not Qingyou...it's my grandfather..."

Feng Chenglin sighed and shook his head helplessly.

"Grandpa is old and often sighs when he sees other people's children running all over the ground... Although he doesn't say anything, he understands what he means... He is sighing that the Feng family has no descendants, so..."

He paused, his eyes full of care.

"So she suggested to her grandfather that she would take me a few concubines...to continue the blood of the Feng family..."

Ling Luoyu's pupils shrank: "She...propose?!"

For Hao Qingyou, taking a concubine for her husband would be even more painful and desperate than stabbing her a few times.

"Yes... it was Qingyou who asked, grandpa agreed, and..."

Feng Chenglin suddenly laughed bitterly and shook his head and sighed.

"And these concubines are at my house... waiting for me tonight..."

Ling Luoyu: "..."

She didn't know what to say for a moment.

This is an internal matter of the Feng family. Logically speaking, she, an outsider, has no right to interrupt.

But in the final analysis, she is the culprit.

If it weren't for her, Hao Qingyou would have been the mother of a group of children now, so she wouldn't have such pain and entanglement.

Hao Qingyou's injuries hurt the three of them.

After a long time, she lowered her eyes and said, "Then... what are you going to do?!"

"I won't agree... If that were the case, Qingyou... Qingyou would be worse than death..."

Hao Qingyou is only Feng Chenglin left. If he stays in another woman's room overnight, it will definitely be a torment for her that life is worse than death.

"Do you want to?!" Ling Luoyu suddenly said.

"What?"

"Do you want a child of your own?!"

“…”

Feng Chenglin didn't know how to answer for a moment.

Saying that doesn’t want to be aware of it is simply fake!

Not to mention that Ling Luoyu would not believe it, he felt that he could not say it.

But if you want to, where will Ling Luoyu be placed?!

After all, Hao Qingyou's injuries have always been something she blamed herself.

He knew that Ling Luoyu had always had this heart disease in her heart, like a scar, and would bleed if it was slightly touched.

"Fatty, I'm sorry..."

"San Young Master, what are you talking about?!" Feng Chenglin had tears in his eyes, but he still laughed out loud: "What's our relationship? You even want to say sorry?"

Hao Qingyou walked out with a teacup, but looked at the child beside the bonfire. After standing quietly for a moment, he walked up the valley with his skirt.

"San Young Master, drink tea..."

Ling Luoyu took the teacup and his eyes were dark: "Qingyou, give me another chance..."

Hao Qingyou was stunned: "What?"
Chapter completed!