Thinking of the way they were pulling and pulling, Zhan Beihan's face looked very bad.
Xiao Lingyue frowned and looked at him incredibly: "What kind of image do I have in your eyes? Are you asking for trouble everywhere if you have any disagreement? You have also seen Cui Minjun's incident last time. Can it be compared with this time?
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"What can't be compared?" the man smiled sarcastically, "You keep saying to protect Han Han, just to see him being bullied?"
Xiao Lingyue: "I'll say it again, Chu Yuanqi did not bully Han Han."
"Then why did he cry?" the man said coldly.
Xiao Lingyue choked slightly: "Chu Yuanqi said something bad, but he had no malicious intentions and had already apologized. Isn't that enough?"
Zhan Beihan sneered: "Do you think enough?"
Xiao Lingyue looked at his sarcastic look and took a deep breath: "Zhan Beihan, I don't want to argue with you, think whatever you like."
She doesn't want to explain anymore.
Anyway, it’s hard to explain, this man is like being stubborn.
I don't know what he is thinking.
Since the last time he came back from the East Palace and had a fight in the carriage, Xiao Lingyue had hardly spoken to him.
I feel there is nothing to say. She doesn’t want to quarrel, can’t she afford to be offended?
Xiao Lingyue held Han Han in her arms, who was at a loss, and turned around and was about to leave.
Zhou Bo's surprised voice came: "Prince? Why are you here?"
Xiao Lingyue turned her head.
I saw that Zhou Bo, who had already walked away, took Beibei and turned back. Perhaps he found that Xiao Lingyue did not follow him and came back to find her.
Beibei held Zhou Bo's hand obediently, looked at his mother and Beibei with big eyes, and then turned to look at the man.
Zhan Beihan didn't say anything, his handsome face was cold and his eyes were staring at Xiao Lingyue with dark eyes.
He stretched out his hand: "Hanhan, come here."
Han Han immediately hugged Xiao Lingyue's neck, and his little head shaking like a rattle: "I want my mother to hug you."
The man narrowed his eyes and sneered coldly.
"Is this...what happened?" Zhou Bo realized that the atmosphere was wrong, looked around and asked in confusion, "Why is the little marquis missing? Are you leaving first?"
Zhan Bei was cold and didn't say anything.
Xiao Lingyue simply said "Yeah": "He left in advance."
This reason sounds perfunctory.
Uncle Zhou seemed to have guessed something, and the tactful one did not ask much, and smiled and said, "Don't the little prince want to make clay men? The old slave found a good clay man stall in front. Should Miss Shen take them to see?"
"Okay." Xiao Lingyue responded, and was about to take a step.
Han Han in his arms suddenly grabbed her clothes and whispered: "Mom..."
"What's wrong?" Xiao Lingyue stopped.
"I don't want clay man anymore." Han Han whispered, "Let's go home?"
Xiao Lingyue was stunned and looked down at him.
Han Han buried her cheeks in her neck and said in a muffled voice: "Mom, I want to go back, I'm a little tired..."
Xiao Lingyue touched his soft hair, squatted down and said to Beibei, "Hanhan said he was tired. Does Beibei want to buy clay men, or do he want to go back?"
Beibei glanced at Han Han, who was silent and silent: "Go back."
"good."
Xiao Lingyue naturally had no objection when both children said this.
The shopping trip came to an abrupt end.
The group went home.
It was still the carriage when I came, fighting Beihan, Xiao Lingyue sat in the carriage with her two children. Uncle Zhou did not dare to come over and sat outside with the coachman.
Along the way, the atmosphere in the carriage was particularly dull. This chapter has been completed!