For those who leave, just give them some clothes. Those jewelry and the like are all hard-earned by my father, and they must all be left to me."
Sikong Xuan raised the corner of his mouth, made a secret gesture, and then asked: "How do you know I have a secret guard?"
"I guess." Li Ruo rolled her eyes, took Zhen Fugui's hand, and wanted to take him to Maple Grove Villa. But he refused.
The sun gradually set towards the west, and until the last ray of afterglow disappeared in the west, Li Ruo and Sikong Xuan left in a carriage.
Zhen Fugui turned around, looked at the empty mansion, sighed, looked at the people beside him and said, "Uncle Fu, I didn't expect that you would be the only one accompanying me in the end."
"Master, let's rest one night before setting off. It's getting dark and the road may be difficult to walk."
Zhen Fugui sighed again, muttering something unknown in his mouth, and walked into Zhen's Mansion again, and the dark red door slowly closed.
Li Ruo returned to Maple Grove Villa, stared at the people who didn't say a word along the way, and asked her inner doubts: "Sikong Xuan, what are you thinking about?"
"How long can your father live?"
Upon hearing what he said, Li Ruo's lips curled up: "Don't worry, my father will live to be old."
"Woman, what you want to say is that you have confidence in me?"
Hearing what he said, Li Ruo's eyes almost narrowed: "Yes, Almighty Husband, in order not to disappoint me, please send a few more secret guards over."
"Woman, do you think secret guards are just cabbages sold on the street? Do you know how much money I need to train a person?"
"I said, dear husband, do you need to be like this? Everything is calculated with money?" Li Ruo wanted to tear his smile off.
"Look at who you are facing."
Sikong Xuan raised the corner of his mouth, looked at the angry man, and said coolly.
"Take it, take it, ten thousand taels each, that's enough. Damn it, don't smile at me anymore, get ready for something good." Li Ruo took out the banknote and threw it in front of him.
Sikong Xuan accepted her banknote unceremoniously and was kicked out of the room by her.
Li Ruo sat on the bed, looking at the sleeping person in her arms, and remembered what Zhen Fugui said today in her mind, "Ruo'er, today is the happiest time in my life. From now on, when dad is gone, you must live well."
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The corners of her mouth couldn't help but curl up. She had never tasted the taste of family affection in her previous life. Even if her master was kind to her, he always had a purpose. As for Zhen Fugui, although he was a little stupid, a little stupid, and a little useless.
, but he is his father, and this blood relationship cannot be erased no matter what. Perhaps, this feeling is called family affection.
She raised her head, looked at the starry sky outside through the half-open window, and murmured: "Dad, you are living well too."
The next day, Sikong Xuan was the exception and did not bother her. Li Ruo slept until she woke up naturally, stretched out, looked at the little one looking at her with her eyes open, and chuckled softly.
"Son, are you hungry?"
"Mommy." His voice contained a little excitement, and then his hands shook vigorously.
"Okay, okay, don't be anxious. They say you can't eat hot tofu in a hurry. Wait until mommy takes off her clothes." After Li Ruo finished speaking, she took off her outer clothes, untied her bellyband, and hugged her.
he.
"Mommy, milk..." Li Hun just said these few words, and then sucked hard.
"Little pervert, you must have inherited it from your father. If you eat one, you have to catch another, huh."