"You always say 'vixen', what about curse words like 'disaster'? You're not afraid of losing the face of your Leng family!"
"What did you say?!" Dong Jia Chang couldn't breathe smoothly and her chest heaved violently. "You, you uneducated thing!"
"Yeah." Mu Qingyu actually admitted without hesitation, "If calling her a 'vixen' without even seeing her face is considered good manners, I really don't have any good manners!"
"And -" Now that the matter has come to this, Mu Qingyu is not afraid of breaking up.
To be honest, she just wanted to escape from Leng Yunlin, even if she paid him back, she didn't want to do it anymore!
Who would want to be so forced by a man, tossing her again and again regardless of her will, wishing he could tear her to pieces?
She doesn't want to continue to please Leng Yunlin. Now that his mother is here, if she can get rid of his thoughts of pestering her, she will be even happier!
"I was indeed bought back by your son for one million. However, I have no interest in your Leng family! Whether he wants to marry Zhao Xiaoxuan or Li Xiaoxuan, I can't control who he loves!"
After she said this, not only Dong Jiachang was very angry, but Leng Yunlin also frowned.
What does she mean by this? Although he wants to keep her now, he has never considered marrying her in the future.
However, he was so despised by her!
It seemed that marrying him and having a relationship with him was such a disgusting thing for her!
Unknowingly, there was even more anger in his mind!
This woman really would go to the house without a fight for a day! She wanted to take advantage of his mother's hatred towards her, and then be kicked out naturally? There was no way!
"You're right!" Leng Yunlin suddenly smiled, then walked up to her with his long legs. He gently picked up a strand of her long hair with his fingertips.
"Mom, where is this woman? I spent a million to buy her. I haven't enjoyed it for a few days, how can I let her leave? No matter what, you have to let me enjoy her to the fullest!"
Dong Jiachang saw the two of them singing along, but Mu Qingyu still had a relaxed and guilt-free expression. She couldn't hold her breath, and she was immediately suffocated.
"Yunlin!"
"Mom, I have my own sense of proportion." Leng Yunlin looked calm and then said: "Yaoyun, send my mother back. If nothing happens in the future, don't disturb my work!"
"Yunlin!" Dong Jiachang didn't expect that the one who was driven away was actually herself!
After all, she is Leng Yunlin's mother. She must stand here. Who dares to let her leave? Even Cheng Yaoyun does not dare to interfere in the affairs of their mother and son.
Although he knew that Leng Yunlin's mother had ignored him when he was very young. The relationship between mother and son was indifferent, and his dependence on Dong Jiachang was not even as good as his admiration for his aunt Feng Linxue.
However, no matter what, Dong Jiachang is also his biological mother. This blood is thicker than water. No matter how indifferent she is, she is still better than him as an outsider.
Hey, he shouldn't have been standing there in the first place - this, how embarrassing!
Dong Jiachang froze on the side, seeing a hint of domineering in the joking in his eyes, and an ominous premonition emerged in her heart.
But fortunately, she believed in her son. The women outside were always just a sight. The one he wanted to marry must be a good match.