Zhang Shaoliang didn't say anything. When Luo Ling saw that he was in a hurry to surrender, he quickly took the opportunity to strike the railway: "I know I'm a little angry with him, and blame him for not leaving you back then, so you naturally don't want to say it, so I
Come and help you. Old Man Cao always thought he had no son. Now that he knew he had a son, he might be so happy. If he was happy, he could live more than ten years old!"
Seeing Luo Ling's serious appearance, Zhang Shaoliang looked at her coldly: "You should coax the child."
"How can you? You are not a child. How smart you are, right? You won't even be able to figure out this thing." Luo Ling raised his hand and patted him on the shoulder, looking very trustworthy.
Zhang Shaoliang lowered his head slightly, and he didn't know what he should do. Luo Ling was right. He didn't want to admit it. In fact, subconsciously, he was still somewhat blamed for not leaving him and his mother behind. This led to his mother's death.
He was alone and alone, and until the end, he was full of hope that Cao Shichen could meet her and finally left with regret.
"Besides, so many years have passed, why do you care so much about it, huh?"
Luo Ling touched his arm, and when Zhang Shaoliang didn't respond, he said, "It's useless to stop me, I will definitely say it. If you don't want him to know, come and try to stop me.
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After saying that, Luo Ling walked away swayingly. Not long after she came out of the corner of the corridor, she saw Yuwen Haoyu leaning under the eaves of the corridor, looking at her helplessly.
"What's wrong? His face looked like a bitter gourd." Luo Ling walked over and saw that Yuwen Haoyu wanted to reach out to hug her again, so he jumped aside and avoided, "Hey! This is Cao's mansion, not your palace backyard,
Be careful if the image is good!”
Yuwen Haoyu raised his eyebrows slightly and calmly said, "Most of the servants here have been replaced with new ones." He said.
"So what?" Luo Ling looked up at him.
"So even if we do anything, they don't know us or know our identities. So why bother?"
Yuwen Haoyu said, and had already walked over. Seeing Luo Ling looking at him speechlessly, he felt teasing, so he leaned forward and whispered: "Besides, we are here these days.
Who knows what we do together, and who cares about what we do during the day?”
Hearing this, Luo Ling felt something was wrong. Who didn’t know what they did at night?
Seeing Yuwen Haoyu's undeniable appearance, Luo Ling finally knew what he was referring to, so he reached out to hit him, but as soon as he made a move, he was captured by him and tightly wrapped around his arms.
"Tsk tsk... From this we can see that this young master's full charm actually makes the girl throw herself into her arms. It's a great honor..." Yuwen Haoyu teased in her ear, and he likes to see her blushing and uncomfortable appearance the most
, it's so tempting.
"Hmph~ You prodigal son! You have to pay a price to tease Miss!"
As he said that, Luo Ling used the old trick again, stepped on his feet, and gave him another elbow...
Who is Yuwen Haoyu? He suffered a loss once, so he would not allow himself to reappear the tragedy. He had been guarding against Luo Ling's tricks for a long time and easily surrendered her.
"Hey... bastard, let go first, someone is there..."