Mengbao came to the door: Dad is uglier than you

With just one sentence, An Qingsi's future position in Lanxin Lake was determined.

Lake couldn't tell what it was like in his heart. In fact, he wanted to say, young master, could An Qingsi be lying? After all, it has been so many years, after all, An Qingsi was still very young at that time.

But when he touched the pale face of grief of the young master, he couldn't say anything.

Mrs. Cheng will always be a pain in the young master's heart. Madam Cheng's words, no matter when she is alive or after her death, are extremely important to the young master.

Lake sighed, asked the nurse to tidy up the room, took good care of An Qingsi again, and then took a last look at An Qingsi.

An Qingsi lay quietly on the bed, looking at the ceiling, she seemed a little dazed, and also a little sad and embarrassed.

Lake frowned, but he still couldn't hold back, "Miss An, there is something I don't know if I should tell you."

After hearing this, An Qingsi didn't move her eyebrows or look at Lake, she just said softly, "Since you don't know whether you should say it or not, then don't say it."

Her voice was very soft, as if blown away by the wind.

Lake frowned, obviously, his words were blocked, he took one last look at An Qingsi, turned and left.

In this small single-family building, calm was restored all of a sudden.

"You go out."

An Qingsi said to the nurse who was cleaning up the mess in the room in a cold and gentle voice.

The nurse looked up and glanced at An Qingsi nervously and terrified.

An Qingsi glanced at her, she didn't dare to say a word immediately, turned around and went out.

Ten seconds after the door closed, there was a burst of laughter from the bed, and the laughter was extremely crisp.

An Qingsi's face was full of smiles. She was laughing, but she was also crying, and her face was full of tears, which seemed very contradictory.

She could finally live with him, in a house.

Thinking of what she said to Xing Chenyou just now, An Qingsi couldn't help scratching her hair and playing with it, and there was a kind of contradictory affection at the end of her eyebrows and eyes.

When Cheng Anyun died back then, she was indeed young, but she was precocious, how could she not understand what Cheng Anyun said.

What's more, Cheng Anyun never said those words at all, those words were just tricked by her to deceive Xing Chenyou.

However, she knew that Xing Chenyou would listen.

But that was only when Cheng Anyun was alive. Just now, she knew that even though Cheng Anyun had been dead for so many years, her words were extremely important to Xing Chenyou.

When she was a child, she accidentally rescued Cheng Anyun once. With this incident and the words she left behind, she will be able to stay by his side steadily in the future.

No matter what happened, he would not be callous and completely push himself away.

An Qingsi felt that it was worth it to exchange one leg for these, for himself and the rest of his life.

She closed her eyes, and began to think about how to have a good relationship with Little Xingxing.

That woman can be driven away, but Xiao Xingxing definitely can't be driven away. She has to establish a good relationship with Xiao Xingxing, so that the child who is not yet six years old can trust her. San is fine.

In this way, her position with Xing Chenyou will be more stable.

An Qingsi was thinking about all this in her heart, and she no longer regarded Hawthorne as an opponent.

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Hawthorne sneezed several times in a row, and she always felt as if someone was talking about herself.

Is it a little star?
Thinking of this, she couldn't even eat the food in her mouth, and lost her appetite in an instant.

She really likes that child, Little Xingxing.

Hawthorne glanced at the unmoved food on the table, and sighed, she had eaten a little now, but she couldn't eat any more, she really couldn't eat any more.

She yelled outside, and someone came in.

"Madam, what's the matter?" The bodyguard was very respectful.

Huo Sang pointed at the food, "I've finished eating, but Sheng Rong didn't eat much, did he?"

The bodyguard nodded.

Hawthorne thought for a while, then asked, "What did he do, why hasn't he come back for so long?"

When the bodyguard was asked this question, he couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed when he thought of the movement coming from downstairs. Although the doors were closed tightly, the movement was too loud, and a little bit of it still leaked out.

"Grandpa... I'm not in a good mood, I'm taking a breather in the garden outside." The bodyguard thought for a while before answering like this.

Master is different to this woman. There is nothing you can't say about these words.

Hawthorne was very surprised. She vaguely remembered that her husband had always been such a man who liked to keep his thoughts deep in his heart.

She stood up, "I'll go and see."

When Hawthorne stood up, she felt a little discomfort in her lower abdomen, but she frowned and suppressed the discomfort.

The bodyguard thought for a while, then nodded, "Madam, please follow me."

When going down the stairs, Hawthorne heard a strange sound, which seemed to be mixed with the sound of a woman begging for mercy. She frowned and couldn't help but stop.

When the bodyguard saw that Hawthorne stopped and did not move forward, his heart skipped a beat.

"what sound?"

"...It's late at night, maybe some brothers are watching that kind of movie..."

It was the first time the bodyguard encountered someone asking this kind of thing, and it was also the first time he encountered such a thing. His face was filled with uncontrollable embarrassment, and he held back for a long time before uttering such a sentence.

Hawthorne didn't think much about it, since it was a big night, and she had some hobbies, so she couldn't say anything.

Anyway, it's not Sheng Rong.

The bodyguard took a sneak peek, and after seeing that Hawthorne didn't show much reaction, he was relieved, and hurriedly led her towards the garden.

Opening the door leading to the garden at the back, Hawthorne saw Sheng Rong standing in the garden at a glance.

The lights in the garden were not turned on, and Sheng Rong's whole body was under the dip of the moonlight, half in the light and half in the dark, looking extremely lonely and cold, completely different from the gentleness that radiated from his usual body.

"You go down." Hawthorne said to the bodyguard, raised his legs and walked towards the garden.

Sheng Rong frowned when he heard the movement behind him, and turned to look directly.

If it was his subordinates, they would never have come here at this time. When he saw that it was Hawthorne, the cold expression on his face immediately subsided, and he replaced it with a shallow and helpless smile.

Sheng Rong walked towards Hawsang, "Why are you out, it's cold outside, go in."

Huo Sang looked at Sheng Rong, turned around and walked in obediently, "Why didn't you eat all of a sudden, what happened?"

When Sheng Rong thought of Asen, a cold look flashed in his eyes again, and then he smiled, "It's just some bad things at work, it's not a big deal."

Hawthorne nodded, and then looked at him, "If you have anything to say, you can tell me, maybe I can solve it for you."

When Sheng Rong heard this, the smile on his face paused, and he suddenly raised his head to stare at her.