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

As the biological mother of Rong Shichu, after he controlled the power of the Rong family in the past life, this woman was very domineering once she ascended to heaven.

Mu Changying lay on Rong Liyuan's chest as if there was no one around and waved her little hand.

"Okay, Xiao Momo, don't block it for now. Let me listen, what does she want to say?"

Even if Rong Shichu is not raised by her side, she should treat her biological mother well.

If you use three-tenths of your heart to deal with her, you won't end up being kicked out.

Moran got up from the ground, patted the dust on his body, and sneered again and again.

"Ha... do you think you can inherit the second master's property by driving Shi Chu out?

Let me tell you, the second master is destined to have no heirs in his life. It is impossible for you to think that the mother will inherit the family business based on the wealth of the son! "

She wants to drive her son out of the Rong mansion because she has no food in her stomach?

Bitches are vicious, and none of the stepmothers are kind!

His arm was dislocated and in great pain. Rong Shichu's forehead was covered with sweat.

Hearing this, he almost fainted and quickly pulled Moran's arm with his other hand.

"Mother...stop talking."

"What kind of nonsense are you talking about?"

After going through so many things, he finally saw that his father's heart was crooked, and he always favored Mu Changying.

"Ah……"

Rong Liyuan was leaning on the sofa, his head hanging slightly, and the coldness in his eyes fluctuated wantonly.

There was a dim light in his eyes, and the coldness that overflowed from his body made his whole body shiver.

"Originally, I just asked him to move out and calm down. Now it seems that it is better to dissolve the relationship between father and son."

"Since you love to think of yourself as his mother so much, then from now on he will completely belong to you and has nothing to do with Rong Mansion."

As soon as he finished speaking, Rong Shichu, who was kneeling on the ground, felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, and his body became stiff.

It turned out that his father had no intention of cutting off the relationship with him in the first place?

He opened his mouth, but countless words were stuck in his throat and he didn't know how to express them.

My heart felt cold, and my eyes looking at the biological mother next to me were stained with bits of resentment.

"Second Master, didn't you get along very well with Chu'er before? Why did you make such a decision?"

"At Shichu, the old lady personally selected you to manage the Rong family's business a hundred years later..."

"you shut up!"

Before Mo Lan finished speaking, he was interrupted by Mu Changying.

She withdrew from Rong Liyuan's arms, her face was cold, and her eyes were darkly looking at the person in front of her.

"Say it again, believe it or not, I will snap your neck!"

A hundred years from now? Are you expecting something to happen to A Yuan?

Mu Changying stepped forward and pinched Mo Lan's neck with her small hands, tightening her grip.

The coldness in her eyes became stronger and stronger, and the image of Rong Ruoyuan shielding Mucang with his body, and protecting her even though he was scarred, appeared in her mind.

"Uh...uh..."

Moran's neck was pinched, making it difficult to breathe, and the air around him seemed to become thinner.

Her face turned red, her eyes bulged, and she slapped Mu Changying's small hands with both hands. But the more she struggled, the heavier the force on her neck became.

"Mu Changying, let go of my mother! If you continue to pinch her, something will happen."

Rong Shichu stepped forward to stop her crazy behavior.

As soon as he took a step, Bai Mo's body stood in front of him, refusing to give an inch.

"You'd better stay here and don't disturb Madam, otherwise..."

He touched the tip of his nose, and then clasped his fingers together, making a crisp sound from the bones of his fingers.