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Chapter two hundred and eighty first jealous

"What's wrong?" Rong Qingqing noticed it and asked with a raised eyebrows.

"I just think that your relationship with your father can really not be repaired?" Shangguan Yanran said curiously.

"I can't repair it, and I won't repair it either." Rong Qingqing shook her head without hesitation. Rong Shiqing would not indulge her concubine to harm her daughter, but Rong Shiqing's actions refreshed her understanding of a father.

That is a gentle and scum who can destroy the conscience for the sake of profit. She doesn't feel that she needs to repair her relationship with such a person.

Shangguan Yanran didn't say anything more when she heard this.

She grew up in a sound family since childhood and was loved by her parents. She has never experienced Rong Qingqing's experience, but she has not experienced it, which does not mean that she cannot understand her.

Although she felt that the relationship between father and daughter was so stalemate and was really bad, she would not persuade Rong Qingqing to forgive Rong Shiqing.

If Rong Shiqing hadn't done too much, I guess Qingqing wouldn't have disliked him so much.

"Do you think I'm too cold and ruthless?" Rong Qingqing saw that she stopped talking, but she didn't show any disapproval on her face. She moved her heart and asked with a smile.

Shangguan Yanran shook her head and smiled and said, "How could it be? We have known each other for a while. Will I still not understand your personality? As a friend, I can't help you, but I support you mentally."

When Rong Qingqing heard this, she hugged her shoulder and said with emotion: "Yanran, you are so nice. I didn't expect that if you can make good friends like you, it seems that God treats me well."

Shangguan Yanran blinked and said jokingly: "If I hadn't known that you and I were as old as I was, I would have thought that you had entered middle age and were a person who had experienced all the vicissitudes of life."

Rong Qingqing raised her eyebrows, "Are you harming me?"

"I dare not, Mrs. Xie, don't be as good as a young man." Shangguan Yanran joked.

"Look at the trick!" Rong Qingqing stretched out her hand to scratch her armpit.

"Ha ha!"

...

Xie Jingrun came back from outside and was about to enter his room when he suddenly heard the laughter coming from the room opposite Qingqing. Unhappiness and dissatisfaction flashed across his handsome face.

Thinking of this girl, he felt gloomy when facing her alienation and caution.

"Changlin, go and tell Rong Qingqing that she will have lunch." He ordered in a deep voice.

Changlin looked at the sun and sweated on his forehead. It was still early, so the master was thinking about lunch?

Are you sure it's not for the purpose of punishing the old lady?

But the master gave instructions, and he did not dare to neglect, so he had to move outside Rong Qingqing's house.

Hearing the laughter coming from inside, he vaguely understood what the master was thinking?

The master is obviously jealous, right?

He wiped his sweat, coughed lightly, and said loudly: "Old lady, it's almost noon. The Marquis is going to have a meal in the yard at noon, so please go and prepare."

The laughter in the room still did not stop.

Changlin: "…"

His voice was already loud enough, and he didn't believe the old lady didn't hear it.

He suddenly felt that this errand was really hard to handle.

He had no choice but to shout again at the top of his voice.

The laughter in the room stopped.

Rong Qingqing walked out of the house and glanced at him, "Eunuch Changlin?"

Changlin: "…"

He subconsciously looked around and did not see the second person, and then he realized that the old lady was harming him.

He coughed lightly, "Old lady, I am not a eunuch."
Chapter completed!
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