Wealthy Family Without Love: Sweet Love and Cold Wife

Luo Weirou puffed up his small face, and stared in mid-air with his two vacant legs, trying to get off Luo Xiuya's body, but Luo Xiuya frowned, thinking that it was uncomfortable to hold him, then let go, and bent down put him down.

Unexpectedly, as soon as his feet touched the ground, he ran over staggeringly, with his arms outstretched, and domineeringly blocked the approaching strange Shushu.

No one is allowed to disturb Mommy? Jackson frowned strangely, he was not interested in this little devil who appeared out of nowhere, what he had to do now was to pull Leng Ye over and board the plane as soon as possible, and fly to Monaco.

But when his eyes fell on the little human face, his eyes were shining brightly, and he forgot what he was going to do. He squatted down with a 'soft' face, staring at Luo Weirong's face, surprised asked, "Little devil, who are you?"

Luo Wei raised his head proudly, standing there unabated, with an indescribable courage in his eyes, and said coldly, "Don't disturb Mommy!"

The child's physique was small, and his arms were short, so it was useless to stand in front of him, but his eyes were so sharp.

Jackson raised his eyebrows slightly, and the more he looked at him, the more he liked this little brat, so he simply reached out and picked him up, pinching his white and tender face with great interest, and smiling while pinching, "Little brat, you look so handsome." So cute!"

Luo Weirong frowned in disdain, and stared at him sullenly, full of aura.

Jackson was a little surprised, where did this brat get his aura to almost overwhelm him?
joke!Who is he, Yun Shaoqing?How could he lose to an unknown brat?

So, Jackson simply lowered his eyes and stared at him.

Although he couldn't see that the man who appeared suddenly had any malice towards Luo Weirong, Luo Xiuya still worriedly called him, "Lo Weirong."

Luo Weirong turned his head, shook his head nonchalantly at him, then turned his head to look at Ouyang Lan, and called out in a childish voice: "Mommy!"

Ouyang Lan suddenly came back to her senses, raised her head, saw someone carrying her son with 'bad intentions', her face sank, "Yun Shaoqing!"

She couldn't bear to be fierce to her son, so why would this guy stare at him impolitely when he appeared?

Hearing a somewhat familiar voice, Jackson raised his head, but when his eyes fell on her face, he froze suddenly.

Then he let go of his hand, and Luo Weirong in his arms slid directly from his arms and fell to the floor.

"Ah, Yun Shaoqing, you bastard, you actually threw my precious son..."

Accompanied by a very familiar roar, Jackson felt that Luo Weirong, who was about to fall to the ground, was caught by a tall and handsome man.

His hands were frozen in mid-air, and his dull gaze was fixed on Ouyang Lan's face, as if he had discovered a new world, he was dumbfounded for a long time, and stammered out a string of characters, "Eldest... Miss... "

Ouyang Lan's pretty face was covered with cold ice, but seeing Luo Xiuya hugging Luo Weirong tightly like a baby, carefully checking whether there was any injury, she felt relieved, and then slightly raised the corners of her lips, Looking at Jackson lightly: "That's right, it's me."

Jackson was stunned for a long time, and when he came back to his senses, Ouyang Lan was already standing in front of him, with a faint smile on his face, and jokingly said: "What? Are you stupid?"

Jackson rubbed his eyes in disbelief, but the person in front of him was still the same, even the tone of his speech hadn't changed, so he pinched his thigh again, until he screamed in pain, he was really sure that he wasn't dreaming, Excited, he hugged her and called her with a choked voice, "Sister..."

She is not dead, she is really still alive, living well, right in front of her...

Ouyang Lan raised her lips slightly, put her hand on his back, and patted him lightly, soft-hearted and suave, "I haven't seen you for two years, when did you become so sentimental?"

Jackson's eye sockets were a little moist, but after hearing that, he sniffed his nose, and even the expression that was similar to being touched became arrogant, and he retorted without admitting it, "I just tripped!"

This trip, fell on her?This excuse is really extraordinary... far-fetched!
Ouyang Lan sighed inwardly, presumably this guy's life in the past two years is not as comfortable as before, right?
The temperature of the surrounding air gradually dropped. Jackson's eyebrows twitched, and he was about to let go of her, but before he could let her go, he saw a tall and big figure dangling in front of him. When he looked up, he saw a pair of cold The faint black eyes that were frozen with ice for thousands of years made her heart suddenly chill.

"How long will we be hugged?" Leng Ye's face was condensed into a ball of ice, there was a cold light in his eyes, and his face was even more frighteningly dark.

Startled, Jackson quickly let go of Ouyang Lan, took two steps back wisely, and forced a stiff smile on his face, "Just a moment, just a moment!"

Ouyang Lan felt the cold air behind her, and her mouth twitched involuntarily. The man's temper was still the same, and his possessiveness continued unabated.

Wanting to kill the arrogance on his body, Ouyang Lan turned around, walked towards Luo Xiuya, raised her eyes, and saw that Luo Weirong's expression was the same, so she was completely relieved, and gently touched his head, "Are you sure?" thing?"

Luo Weiyun wasn't scared at all, and when she saw her asking this question, he smiled sweetly at her, "Mum, I'm fine."

Ouyang Lan's heart softened, and she kissed him on the cheek, "It's fine."

And Leng Ye and Jackson here were both stunned when they saw this scene.

That kid called him Mommy? !
The little ghost called him Mommy!
Then, the man standing on the side holding the little devil's head...

Jackson roared in his heart, turned his head, and saw someone's face that had never been ugly before. Instead of not being worried at all, he gloated at his misfortune with a kind of spectacle in his heart.

After that, Leng Ye's complexion gradually returned to calm, glanced at Ouyang Lan, and said in a cool voice, "Let's go first."

"That's right! Get out of here first, don't block people from going to the toilet!" Seeing someone passing by in the corridor, Jackson also echoed.

"Let's go." Ouyang Lan herself had no objection, seeing Leng Ye walking ahead, she attached Luo Xiuya's arm and followed behind to leave.

But he didn't want to, such a small action fell into Leng Ye's eyes, but it succeeded in causing his heart to ache suddenly, and he couldn't help but quicken his pace.

Seeing that one of the four people was walking ahead alone, and the three were following behind, Jackson felt a little complicated, hesitated for a while, and quickened his pace to catch up.

However, Luo Weilong felt very strange. Mummy cried when she saw Daddy, then laughed again, and hugged Daddy, but why did Mummy hug him again after seeing this strange sorghum, and then Daddy Ignore Mommy, why don't you leave by yourself?
He couldn't understand it, and he couldn't figure it out. The world of adults really is something that children don't understand.

But Mommy said, when he grows up he will understand, then he will work hard to grow up!

Seeing Jackson walking by and quickly catching up with Leng Ye in front, Ouyang Lan was a little confused, unable to figure out what was going on with them, but felt uneasy, her gaze kept on Leng Ye's back.

Seeing that she couldn't take her eyes off Leng Ye, Luo Xiuya next to her whispered something in her ear, "Go."

Ouyang Lan raised her head in confusion, only to see that he raised the corners of his lips in distress, and nodded with a smile. There was a shallow smile on her face, and she walked up with light steps.

Walking side by side with him, the hand quietly attached to his, and slowly tightened bit by bit.

The sudden warmth made Leng Ye's body tremble slightly, his eyes fell on the much thinner beauty, his eyes softened, and he held her little hand tightly, gradually increasing his strength.

No matter what happened in the past two years, as long as she comes back...

"He, calling your mommy?" Not knowing what to say, Leng Ye settled down for a long time, and finally couldn't help asking, even though he knew it in his heart, he still wanted to hear her explanation.

Ouyang Lan didn't think too much about it, just gave a faint "hmm" and continued walking while holding his hand.

Leng Ye paused, even though he had expected such an answer, he was somewhat disappointed in his heart. His eyes sank slightly, he was silent for a while, and then spoke again with difficulty, "Child, what's your name?"

Thinking of that little guy, Ouyang Lan couldn't help showing a happy smile on her face, and said happily, "His name is Luo Weirong." The name was taken from Merovingian, the founder of the Merovingian Dynasty.

A faint light flashed across Leng Ye's eyes, he pursed his lips, remained silent and stopped talking, absent-minded.

Ouyang Lan also guessed that he might have misunderstood, and wanted to explain, but suddenly heard an excited cry from behind.

"Huh? Your surname is Luo, and the little one is also surnamed Luo?" Jackson's black pupils widened in surprise, looking at Luo Xiuya and Luo Weisong, one big and one small, as if seeing aliens invading the earth.

"Is it weird?" Luo Weirong gave him a contemptuous look back. This weird guy really looks like an idiot. Uncle is Mommy's brother. Mommy's surname is Luo, so my uncle's surname must be Luo. Besides, Luo Weirong is Is his English name good?
Unexpectedly, the dignified Young Master Yun would be despised by a kid. Jackson swallowed awkwardly, and then looked at the two with a scrutiny. Doesn't it look like this man named Roshua?

Moreover, the name Luo Xiuya is a bit familiar, as if I have heard it somewhere...

But Luo Weirong ignored him, raised his arrogant face to look at Luo Xiuya, and pointed at the back of Ouyang Lan who was some distance away with his short arms, "Uncle, go to Mommy's place!"

Hearing this, Jackson was flustered by the strong wind.

However, for Luo Weirong's request, Luo Xiuya is of course responsive, and he is not used to staying with people he doesn't know well, not to mention that this person who claims to be Luo Weirong's "uncle" is not only long-winded, but also wants to talk to him. Snatching Luo Weifu made me feel even more disgusted, so when Luo Weirou opened his mouth, he immediately accelerated his pace with a smile, and left this 'fake uncle' behind, leaving him in a mess by himself.

At this time, Leng Ye, who was walking beside Ouyang Lan, did not miss the conversation between them, and accurately and sensitively captured those two words - "uncle"?
Luo Wei called that man uncle?Since Luo Weifu followed his surname, why didn't he call him father but uncle?

Leng Ye was a little confused, turned his head suspiciously, and his suspicious eyes fell on Ouyang Lan, "Isn't that the child's father?"

Ouyang Lan didn't quite understand what he was talking about for a while, but when she saw Luo Xiuya walking beside her, her mind flashed, and she immediately slapped him.

"What are you thinking about?!" A slap hit Leng Ye's chest heavily, Ouyang Lan stared at him fiercely with a cold pretty face.

"That's my brother! Uncle Luo Weirong! The former crown prince of Monaco, Luo Mani Xiu Ya, Chinese name Luo Xiu Ya!" The lines are explained in one breath.

Hearing this, Leng Ye and Jackson froze...Luo Mani Xiuya...

Immediately, Luo Weirong added another shot: "Yes! Uncle is a prince! Luo Weirong is a little prince!"

A gust of autumn wind blew gently... the two of them were in a mess.

Luo Weifeng: "Mommy is a princess! A true princess!"

Hoo hoo... Another autumn wind blows.

"Baby, keep a low profile." Ouyang Lan glanced at him lightly, then stroked his forehead speechlessly, and looked at Leng Ye again, "Xiu Ya is my brother, of course Luo Weirong has to call him uncle."

"..."

Slowing down, Leng Ye couldn't help frowning: "Then who is Luo Weirong's son?"

Hearing this, Ouyang Lan's rosy lips curled slightly: "Of course, it's my son."

Leng Ye froze again, staring at Ouyang Lan in disbelief, her son... Could it be that she really...

Seeing Leng Ye's expression, Ouyang Lan smiled slightly, and continued to throw a bomb, "Well, it's your son too."

Leng Ye's hair stood on end, on the verge of petrification, his eyes shifted to Luo Weirong little by little, he...he...is his son?

Seeing his daddy looking towards him, Luo Weiyun immediately bit his finger and smiled excitedly, "Daddy!"

Hearing this, with a "boom", Leng Ye staggered and fell directly to the ground.

This day was the most embarrassing day of Leng Ye's more than 20 years of living, but also the happiest day.

This day is also the most proud day Jackson has laughed at someone since he met Leng Ye.

And this day was also the weirdest day in City A.

A rumor quickly spread to every corner of the city with lightning speed.

It turned out that young master Leng, who was rumored to be incompetent in a certain way and never approached women, had a two-year-old son!
And it is said that the son's mother turned out to be Her Royal Highness Princess of Monaco!

--What?You ask me what's going on?Why haven't the princess and the little prince appeared in two years?

—You ask me, who should I ask?Anyway, I will definitely not tell you that the famous Leng Shao was too excited for a moment, and fell on his back—shh, this is a secret, if it is revealed, his life will be gone.