"Shuzi! Stop! You will never fight back!" Ming Yuanlang held two feather dusters in his left and right hands and cursed at Cang Qiao angrily.
Cang Qiao stood behind the flower table and touched her handsome face with many red marks without any expression. She estimated that she would have a bruise and swollen face tomorrow.
He said calmly: "Yes, but I can't help it."
It's no wonder that he, his brother-in-law, or future father-in-law, is a nefarious person.
He knew how much the little girl liked his face, and she was not ashamed but proud of it, so if she wanted to break his face, it would not work!
"You, you, you... don't come out of here if you can. Once you leave this flower hall, you will never be able to be her real husband for the rest of your life. My family is not short of money. I will raise my daughter and grandson for the rest of my life. The child and Ruoruo will
surname!"
Ming Yuanlang was so angry that he pointed a feather duster at him and cursed him!
Okay, blame him for underestimating the cunningness of this bastard!
Cang Qiao thought for a moment, glanced at her future father-in-law, and said quietly: "Okay, I won't leave the flower hall."
Even though the flower hall was not big, with Ming Yuen Long's limited skills, if he wanted to hit him, he could only do what he did just now, standing still.
Ming Lanruo sat there on her knees obediently, playing the role of an obedient little daughter, reducing her sense of presence.
While drinking tea on the way, I watched my father holding two feather dusters and following his man to draw out the "rules of the game".
Then the father became murderous, and the dragon spirit and tiger fiercely chased the man to dodge in all directions, and chicken feathers flew all over the room.
My man wanted to be beaten by his father in order to coax his father-in-law, but he still had to protect his beautiful face from being damaged by the beating.
Hey, that's right, let's fight, let's fight, let dad take a breath, and by the way, let out the same breath he used to bully her, that would be good.
...
I don't know how long it took, but Ming Yuanlang was so tired that he sat on the Eight Immortals Chair and gasped for air. The two feather dusters in his hands were protected even though he had poured his inner strength into them.
But one of them still broke, and one of them was about to break.
Anyway, those chicken feathers on top are basically gone.
Ming Lanruo got up, served tea and water obediently, and wiped her father's sweat: "Dad, take a rest when you are tired. Don't be in a hurry. We will continue to beat you later."
Cang Qiao stood aside and gave Ming Lanruo a cold look. She was not the one who was being beaten, so she could arrange it so neatly?
He turned his eyes and took off a few chicken feathers on his forehead with an expressionless expression: "Do you still want to beat me, Mr. Guo? If so, I'll have someone send you two more feather dusters?"
When Ming Yuanlang heard this, he was so angry that he threw a broken feather duster at him: "Get out!"
Cang Qiao didn't move, and let the feather duster hit her, falling to the ground and breaking into two pieces.
Ming Yuanlang became even more angry when he saw this, and he threw the broken feather duster unceremoniously towards Minglan beside him, but he didn't throw it on his daughter, but threw it at his feet: "Go, go, get out too,
Get out of here with all those shameless people!"
Ming Lanruo nodded obediently: "Daddy, have a good rest. Ruoruo will come back tomorrow."
After saying that, she walked away in small steps, and Cang Qiao followed her out silently.
Ming Yuanlang slumped down on the stool tiredly, rubbing his eyebrows, looking at the sky outside the window, feeling melancholy——
She was the only orphan left in the Xiao family. Fortunately, Guanyin gave him a daughter, otherwise he would not be able to keep the child even if she had his last name.
Although the son was too old to stay, why did Ruoruo choose him?
Guanyin...
I couldn't get over those things in my heart... Sigh.
Neither the Xiao family nor you want her to take revenge. They only want her to be safe and happy throughout her life. But now...she has still embarked on that path.
I only hope that Guanyin, you and your father-in-law will bless Ruoruo well in heaven...
...
Ming Lanruo went out and immediately ordered the servant who had been guarding outside the yard: "Go in immediately and take good care of the Duke. If there is any abnormality in the condition of the Duke, come and report it immediately."
"Yes." Several servants immediately nodded respectfully and walked into the room.
Ming Lanruo called another person: "Go and get a cloak."
The servant nodded and soon brought over a new cloak that Ming Lanruo had someone make for Duke Ming Guo.
Ming Lanruo took the cloak, sent everyone away, then carried the cloak to Cang Qiao, flicked the cloak, and covered him from head to toe.
She also covered up all his embarrassment and tied the belt of his cloak carefully.
Feeling his dark eyes looking at her, Ming Lanruo coughed lightly: "Go back, my father is also worried about me, so don't mind me, Lord Governor."
How could the dignified Governor of the East Factory, a nine thousand-year-old man who is under one person and above ten thousand people, be seen in such a miserable state? This chapter has been completed!