"Okay, idiot, stop making trouble. A dead person, why are you serious about her?" Dongfang Ling pulled her hand. He didn't want to argue with her on this issue because he felt that her if she didn't make it true.

If Fu Chi was really not dead, why would he leave without saying goodbye back then? Moreover, it was only eleven years later that I came back to find him? This is absolutely not the case. The most important thing at the moment is to solve Han Yue’s affairs first.

Yuan Xiaofan frowned and took a deep breath. Seeing him silent, he was always unwilling to answer his question directly? What does he mean? Does he still have feelings for that Bai Fuqi? When she comes back, will he really be snatched away by her?

Dongfang Ling thumped back and fell on the bed again, and his soft lips slowly opened: "Sleep, sleep, I'm sleepy..." After saying that, there was no sound and his breathing gradually became stable.

Yuan Xiaofan stared at him, wishing he could bite him to death. He made himself unable to sleep, but he slept soundly and was so bad.

Not only Bai Fuqiu's affairs, he also said that his grandfather asked him to marry Han Yue? What the hell? Han Yue is a man? With questions, she returned to her bedroom again and lay down under A Li.

The sound of the frog breaks the tranquility of the night, and the breeze sways the shaking leaves. Tonight, it is destined to be a sleepless night.

The next morning

Yuan Xiaofan got up early and ran to the side room to ask Dongfang Linghanyue about it. But when he went over, he saw that he was still sleeping tightly, so he had to go to wash up first.

Ali also woke up. When he opened his eyes, he found himself lying alone on his parents' bed. He rubbed his eyes and looked around. It seemed that the bad guy's father had never come back overnight last night because he would sleep a long time more than himself every day.

"Mom? Mom?" Ali called her twice, but no one responded to him. He started calling A Si again: "A Si..."

"Here, come, young master." Asi rushed over with washing things. She had been busy all morning. There were too many masters in this Jinxiu Building, and she was the only maid in the best. She was so busy.

Early in the morning, she served the young lady to get up and wash, and then prepared sober tea for the young master. There was Luo Qianyu's place. The wet nurse could not take care of her at all. As soon as Qianyu was finished, the young master started shouting again. She felt that she was about to explode that morning.

"A Si, where is my mother?" A Li asked with his eyes. A Si was changing his clothes.

"Mrs. Young Madam is with your father." A Si replied, changing his pajamas, changing into a white set, and smilingly said: "Young Master is really suitable for white. It looks so good to wear white. Just like your father, you both look very handsome in white."

"Tsk, who is going to be like him?" A Li said with a disdainful look on his face, feeling that the big pervert's father was not as handsome as he was in white.

A Si smiled and glanced at him, helped him tie the straps on his clothes, and said gently: "Mr. Ali, why don't you look like a father? Look, your father is handsome, so young, he is General Jianwei. He was also named Duke Ding by the emperor. He is mighty and domineering, but he is unprecedented?"

"Anyway, I just don't like him, he always bullies his mother." Ali shook his chin, his face bulging like a bun.
Chapter completed!