The sweet wife is too fierce: Mr. Lu, get out of here!

Qiao Anhao sneered twice, folded her hands on her chest, raised her jaw slightly, her small appearance was simply very arrogant.

"Of course it's your fault, or is it still my fault?" She said, pointing to the room, "Lu Yisheng, I want you to restore the room for me, I want it right now!"

Uncle Lin held two cups of hot ginger tea and frowned when he heard what Qiao Anhao and Lu Yisheng said. He felt that things were different from what he thought.

"Ma'am, this matter." Uncle Lin wanted to defend Lu Yisheng, but Qiao Anhao interrupted him before he finished speaking. She said very politely, "Uncle Lin, please call me Miss Qiao!"

Uncle Lin "..."

Lu Yicheng frowned when he heard Qiao Anhao's words, and took a step forward, reaching out to hug him up. Qiao Anhao struggled immediately when he saw this familiar behavior again.

"Lu Yicheng, you bitch! Let me down!"

However, how could her strength be as strong as Lu Yisheng's, so she was carried away without any room to resist.

The voice of Qiao Anhao scolding Lu Yicheng echoed throughout the villa, even Xiao Linger and Mo Zixuan who were in the room heard it, Mo Zixuan sat up straight, stopped the pen in his hand, and said worriedly, " Linger, Aunt Qiao and Uncle Lu seem to be fighting again, why don't you go and see?"

Hearing Qiao Anhao's voice scolding Lu Yisheng, he was really worried that they would fight.

Xiao Ling'er waved her hand indifferently and said, "Ah, ah, ah. My mother just found out that her room has changed for a while, and she can't accept it for a while. Don't worry, it will be fine in a while."

Seeing Xiao Ling'er's indifferent expression, Mo Zixuan couldn't help but pursed his lips. He put down the pen in his hand and asked, "Aren't you worried that Aunt Qiao and Uncle Lu won't get back together?"

"Why worry?" Xiao Ling'er raised her head and asked back.

"If they don't reconcile, they can't be together."

"What does it matter?" Xiao Ling'er tilted her head and looked at Mo Zixuan. She shook her head and pen, and her big watery blue eyes were shining with light. It will not disappear because of this incident. So there is no need to worry about this kind of thing, although I hope they can reconcile."

Xiao Ling'er wanted Qiao Anhao to reconcile with Lu Yisheng, not only because Lu Yisheng was her father, but also because Lu Yisheng could still protect Qiao Anhao.

If Qiao Anhao really wanted to leave, she would follow suit.

Mo Zixuan didn't know how to evaluate Xiao Ling'er's words, but he felt that Xiao Ling'er thought very clearly and understood.

Seeing that Mo Zixuan was thinking about her words, Xiao Ling'er reached out and patted his hand, looked at him sweetly and said, "Hurry up and do your homework, let's go play together after we finish our homework."

"Well, okay." Mo Zixuan returned his attention to his homework.

As for the other side being carried back to the room, Qiao Anhao was put on the bed by Lu Yicheng. She glared at Lu Yicheng angrily, and asked, "Did you plan it long ago!" She hated this feeling.

Lu Yicheng looked at the angry Qiao Anhao, and sighed slightly. There was a little helplessness in that cold expression, but there was a touch of pampering hidden in this helplessness.

"I didn't count on you."

"Cut, are you planning on me? Don't you have any idea in your heart?" Qiao Anhao directly sarcastically went back. She was quite moved before, but when she saw that her room was gone, she felt that Lu Yisheng was plotting against her again. up.