Mo Xishu finally retracted his gaze from Yilian, staring coldly: "Meng Fu, you take her, let's go!!"

"Yes!"

Meng Fu stepped forward and picked up Yilian, very rough.

"Come with me!"

Yilian hurriedly struggled, holding a pillar on one side, her face full of panic.

"What are you doing? I won't go! I won't go anywhere!!"

Meng Fu was too lazy to pester her, and with a sudden force, she almost tore her apart.

"go!"

Yilian couldn't stand her tugging like this, she almost didn't come up in one breath, her body softened and limp to the ground.

"you?!"

Meng Fu got angry, and was about to start again, but was stopped by Ling Luoyu.

"Girl Meng Fu, you are merciful...If you break this, I can't explain to the fat man..."

See what she meant, Yilian seemed to be someone from Feng Fatty.

Meng Fu didn't dare to breathe with Ling Luoyu, so he could only lower his voice.

"Three young masters, she can't stay here, it won't be long before the news will spread... there will be trouble by then!"

She glanced alertly at the direction of the main hall and retracted her words.

Although he didn't say it, Ling Luoyu understood.

Meng Fu thought Yilian was Gongsun Pound. If he interfered in this matter, it would be difficult for Mo Xishu to handle it.

So she needed to take Yilian away before Gongsun Pound appeared.

Ling Luoyu said that there was a problem with wool!

If Gongsun Pound is here, he must be a black line for his forehead! !

He chuckled now: "It's okay, I'll help you... I'll help you persuade her!"

No matter what Meng Fu's expression was, she leaned over to Yilian with a wretched smile and whispered in her ear.

"Remember my voice?!"

Yilian's expression suddenly changed, and she immediately looked at Ling Luoyu and nodded slowly.

"you are"

Ling Luoyu cast his eyes down calmly, and said calmly: "Follow that third-aunt grandma and act by chance! Whether you can escape this catastrophe, it's up to her!"

Yilian looked at her in shock, and it took a long time to obediently walk towards Mo Xishu.

Meng Fu looked hell: "Three young masters...what did you say to her?"

Ling Luoyu's paper fan shook slightly, and a smirk stirred up: "I said...If she can make her aunt happy, she can marry in and become a hostess!!"

Meng Fu: "..."

Marry in and become a hostess!

Few dogs in this yard are just females!

What are you dreaming about? ?

Feng Chenglin walked out carrying his pants, feeling a little dazed for a moment: "Where's the man? It's done so soon?!"

Ling Luoyu pointed at Yilian, with a spring breeze: "It's doing it!!"

Back garden, under the stone pavilion.

Mo Xishu sat upright, Yilian twisted the corners of her clothes with her hands and stood with her head down, like an angry little wife.

And Ling Luoyu and Feng Chenglin, as outsiders, were blocked by Meng Fu a hundred meters away.

"Three young masters, what are these two women talking about?!"

Feng Chenglin couldn't hear this distance, but it didn't constitute an obstacle to Ling Luoyu.

"Nothing to say!"

"Didn't say? What do you stand there for? Appreciate each other?!"

Feng Chenglin was disappointed and shook his head speechlessly.

"I thought that this third-aunt grandma would have to jump like a thunder, I didn't expect to be so calm!"

Ling Luoyu gloated and stunned, and lowered his voice: "How do you know that she is not violent now?"

In Mo Xishu's heart, if he put a bowl of rice in it at this time, it would burst into popcorn.

But as the master of the house, she must be responsible and must forcefully suppress the resentment in her heart.