Ling Bufan's voice was a few decibels higher again: "Why don't you mention it? This is my heart disease! I will mention it for a day if I don't die one day! Let me tell you, when Mo Xuanchen comes back this time, you two will have a hole in the room first..."

Ling Luoyu: "..."

She is definitely not her biological child!

Is there such a grandfather who can’t wait to promote his own Sun Bing?!

However, she also heard a little of the charm.

"Grandpa, do you know where Mo Xuanchen has gone? Otherwise, why would he say he came back?!"

Ling Bufan's eyes trembled slightly and he immediately frowned.

"Nonsense, won't he come back after he leaves?! Besides, that's your man, and he is not tied to my belt. How do I know where he went?!"

Ling Yunxi appeared at the right time: "Dad, the carriage is ready! Yu'er, I have asked Xiaoying to pack all the things you need! In addition, all the gold coins you need will be prepared for you..."

The two of the Ling family were very fast, and they were sent out for only half a stick of incense.

Compared to the time he went to Lundao Academy, Ling Luoyu's outfit this time was only two words - Han Guo!

From this we can see how eager the old man and the second uncle were to send her out!

Ling Luoyu picked up a corner of the curtain and watched the city gate go away little by little.

What is the origin of this Gu Lan? What happened to him and the Ling family twenty years ago!?

Why are they so afraid of her contact with Gu Lan?!

"Wait a moment!"

The familiar voice was shocked by the heart trembling.

Fatty Feng?!

Why is he here?

“Well…”

The coachman quickly braked and let out a cold sweat.

"Master Feng, you're desperate?!"

Feng Chenglin suddenly flashed out from behind the tree beside the road and rushed straight towards the horse's head.

If he hadn't strangled the horse in time, he would have bumped into him.

He is the flesh of the Feng family. Even if he gets a little bit of skin, he will have to save half of his life.

"Shh, don't talk!"

The figure flashed, and Feng Chenglin jumped onto the carriage and gave urgent instructions.

"Go away!"

The coachman looked at Ling Luoyu as if inquiry. Seeing her nodded, he drove away again.

"Fatty Feng, is there a dog bite behind your butt? Run so fast?!"

"That would be great if it was a dog! At least the young master of the book could slap him to death with one palm! It was Hao Qingyou who chased me!"

Feng Chenglin looked in pain and looked back from time to time.

Ling Luoyu looked him up and down, and couldn't help laughing: "Fatty Feng... You can't escape your marriage!"

After confirming that no one was following him, Feng Chenglin sat down bitterly.

"San Young Master, you don't know. As soon as I saw Hao Qingyou this morning, I whispered to discuss whether to postpone the wedding date! But she was fine. Without saying a word, she cried and made a fuss, and insisted on pulling me to see my grandfather to reason with her! How could I see two old men? She ran away at that time... I was thinking of finding you a way, but when I saw the second master asked Xiaoying to pack up for you and carefully explain the route to Yishan with the coachman... I overheard that you were going to take this road, so I lurked down first and waited for you to come!"

Feng Chenglin wiped away the sweat from his forehead, looking scared.

"Luckily, I escaped..."

Ling Luoyu looked him curiously: "Fatty Feng, tell me the truth! When I was begging for someone to pursue someone, I have now obtained the person. Why do you regret getting married?!"
Chapter completed!