The Second Master’s Little Ancestor’s Vest Fell To the Ground

As soon as Feng Niying said these words, the group of people in the hall suddenly became uneasy.

It was a bolt from the blue, I couldn’t believe it!

"Holy shit, what's going on today?"

"Mr. Xu and Mr. Si have just finished supporting us, and here comes the eldest lady of the Feng family."

"You know, the family backgrounds of these people are among the best in Mingdu City!"

"These families have different fields, but they actually work together to protect Mrs. Rong!"

…

They moved their eyes away from Feng Niying and fell on Mu Changying again, with deep calculation in their eyes.

Mrs. Rong is already married to the second master. If she wants to snatch a woman from the second master, she must be impatient.

You can't steal her to be your girlfriend or daughter-in-law, but you can still be your friend.

A group of old foxes with no children at home have begun to make small plans in their hearts.

After you go back, you must tell the children at home to have a good relationship with Mrs. Rong.

Seeing Feng Niying's statement, Mu Changying felt warm in her heart.

The corners of her mouth raised slightly and she smiled, "Miss Feng, it doesn't have to be like this."

Even if they don't stand up today, no one here can bully her.

Feng Niying frowned slightly, stretched out her hand and patted her chest, "Of course I'll give you Pai Nian. You saved my grandfather's life. If you have any instructions from now on, just tell me and I will do my best to help."

A low laugh escaped from Mu Changying's throat, and the alienation in her eyes disappeared, "Well... if you are so enthusiastic, then I won't be polite to you."

The two talked for a while, becoming more and more animated.

Seeing this, Rong Liyuan's gloomy gaze fell on Feng Niying.

She sighed softly, "Ayuan, don't scare her."

What if a big star gets scared?

"Cough cough cough..."

After receiving her protection, Feng Niying felt that the air around him became colder, as if the twelfth moon of winter was reaching out.

She pursed her lips, feeling timid, but still kept a smile on her face.

Rong Liyuan's eyes were dark, "Don't worry Ying Bao, she is not that timid."

He held his right hand emptyly and rubbed it gently with his thumb and index finger.

After a while, he withdrew his sinister gaze and glanced at the housekeeper casually.

"Steward Lin, please treat Miss Feng well for me. Don't let her be left out at the banquet."

Lin Fugui had been paying attention to the situation here, and after hearing the second master's instructions, he quickly stepped forward.

"Miss Feng, please come this way."

Feng Niying looked at Rong Liyuan's protective appearance, his forehead jumped and the corners of his mouth twitched.

Is this necessary? She won't compete with him for his wife, she is really petty.

"Ayuan, you are really jealous."

Seeing the enchanting back of the woman leaving, Mu Changying shook her head, raised her tall little nose, and glanced at him angrily.

Rong Liyuan chuckled, "Yingbao, you belong to me."

So no matter you are a man or a woman, don’t even think about arguing with him...

He strode forward, grabbed it with his big hand, and the girl's body fell into his arms.

Mu Changying leaned on his chest obediently and rubbed her little head gently.

Taking a deep breath, smelling the scent of male hormones on his body, I felt inexplicably relieved.

"Ayuan, don't worry, Yingying is yours..."

She put her hands around his strong waist and nodded her head like a chicken pecking at rice.

This expression is cute and docile, very much like a little white cat raised at home that has not yet been weaned.