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

The car drove into Rong's mansion.

The four raised their feet and walked towards the house.

Mu Changying slowed down, as if this could delay the time.

Li Zhiyi noticed her movements, and deliberately stopped to wait for her, "Yiyi, don't worry."

The person they want to clean up is Rong Liyuan, not Yiyi, so she needn't be afraid.

Seeing his expression, the corner of Mu Changying's mouth twitched slightly.

Second brother, it's really hard for me to believe that nothing will happen with your expression.

Walking into the house, Rong Liyuan happened to be at home.

He was sitting on the sofa, wearing casual home clothes, holding a copy of financial impurities in his hand, and looked at it intently.

As if sensing that someone was coming, he put down the magazine in his hand and raised his head.

His eyes fell on Mu Changying, "Yingbao."

Seeing him, the anger in Li Zhiyi's heart rose uncontrollably.

With a cold snort, his brows were furrowed, and he strode forward.

He walked in front of Rong Liyuan, ready to raise his hand to grab the other's collar.

Li Nanfeng pushed the mirror frame on the bridge of his nose, his eyes were cold, "Second brother, stop."

After hitting Rong Liyuan in front of Yiyi, how can he explain to her?

Hearing this scolding sound, Li Zhiyi stopped, and glared at the man in front of him viciously.

The hostility in Rong Liyuan's body subsided slightly, and his eyes were deep and gloomy.

There were many people on the opposite side, but he did not lose his momentum at all, and stood calmly.

He straightened out the wrinkles on his clothes, and said in a calm tone, "Eldest uncle, second uncle, third uncle."

It might be better if it wasn't called, but Li Nanxun was upset when he said it.

His face was full of speechlessness, and a sneer escaped from his throat, "Second Master, it's better not to scream, I'm not as old as you."

Faced with Li Nanxun's shameless ridicule, Rong Liyuan's face remained unchanged.

He glanced at Mu Changying, his sexy Adam's apple twitched, and responded lightly, "Yingbao is my wife, I should call you third uncle."

Mu Changying, who was standing aside when he heard his words, covered her face with helplessness in her eyes.

Ah Yuan, do you know that it is easy to offend people by saying this?

Mu Changying sighed, and walked to Li Nanfeng's side helplessly.

She raised her little hand and gently tugged at his sleeve, "Brother, don't you guys like..." The child in the stomach.

Li Nanfeng interrupted him before he finished speaking.

He rubbed her head, his eyes were full of tenderness, "Yiyi, don't think about it, if you like it, why don't you like it?"

This is the child conceived by the younger sister, and they love Wu and Wu naturally.

The reason they were angry was because this incident happened so suddenly, and besides, my sister was still so young...

Hearing that he didn't dislike it, Mu Changying let out a foul breath, and her tightly hanging heart sank.

Seeing her like this, Li Zhiyi and Li Nanxun also had to calm down, did they scare Yiyi just now?

"Yes, my sister, the child you gave birth to must be as cute and beautiful as you. Third brother, I like children the most."

"Yiyi, if I give birth to a boy, I can teach him to play games in the future."

...

The atmosphere was still grim.

In the end, Mu Changying's light words successfully turned the situation around.

The three brothers of the Li family scrambled to express their sincerity. They really liked this little embryo that hadn't yet formed.

The living room was noisy, seeing this picture, the hostility around Rong Liyuan dissipated, and there was a little warmth in his eyes.