After wearing the book, I hugged the strongest thigh

Chapter 475
In the evening, after having dinner with Qian Yuhui and Qian Ruirui, they sent their mother and son back to the villa.

After sending it downstairs, Murong Ning turned around and was about to leave.

He has already stayed in this villa for one night, if he doesn't go back to his home today, his father might be angry.

"Father, don't you leave, okay? Can you stay with Ruirui?" Qian Ruirui reluctantly grabbed Murongning's clothes.

Murong Ning's eyes moved slightly, and he hugged Qian Ruirui: "Be obedient, Dad will come to accompany you some other day."

"I don't want it, because Dad said another day, so many days!" Qian Ruirui was about to cry as he spoke. "Daddy lied!"

Although Murong Ning was very reluctant to part with him, Qian Ruirui was his son after all, and if reality didn't allow it, he didn't want to.

"Okay, Ruirui, don't make things difficult for Dad." Qian Yuhui quickly took Qian Ruirui into her arms, and then said to Murong Ning, "Go back quickly, or the old man will criticize you again."

Hearing what Qian Yuhui said, Qian Ruirui stopped crying and sniffled: "Okay, goodbye Dad, you must remember to come and see me!"

"Okay, Dad must remember." Murong Ning pinched his son's little face, and bid farewell to their mother and son.

Qian Ruirui was held in Qian Yuhui's arms and waved at him desperately.

Watching this scene from a distance, Murong Ning felt the warmth of a family.

The moment Murong Ning turned around, guilt flashed across his eyes.

But soon, it returned to normal.

Back at Murong's house, as soon as Murong Ning entered the house, he saw Murong Jiang sitting on the sofa, looking at him seriously, as if he had been waiting here for him to come back.

"Dad." Murong Ning called out hastily.

"Are you looking for that woman again?" Murong Jiang's tone was very flat.

The more insipid it was, the more Murong Ning felt an invisible pressure coming towards him.

"Dad, I..." Murong Ning wanted to explain something, but was interrupted by Murong Jiang.

"As the son of the Murong family, I won't interfere with any woman you find, but you must keep your eyes open, and don't just look for someone with an impure mind." Murong Jiang whispered.

"Dad, Yuhui her..."

"Stop mentioning that woman from the Qian family in front of me again." Murong Jiang said coldly. "I've met many more people than you. Can I not see what she's thinking?"

"Dad, Yu Hui is not that kind of person, she even gave birth to a son for me." Murong Ning tried to explain.

"Hmph!" Murong Jiang snorted heavily, and stood up slowly, his complexion as dark as iron. "I'll explain it to you directly."

"The Qian family, I don't like it. Although that little bastard has already been born, as long as I live, I will never allow their mother and child to enter the gate of my Murong family."

After Murong Jiang said something, the temperature in the whole living room seemed to drop a few degrees.

Murong Ning stood up straight, and after a long time, bowed his head and answered solemnly: "Yes, father!"

"When your younger sister gets married to the Western Region, you will be the only one left in the younger generation of the Murong family." Murong Jiang said. "In the future, this burden will fall on you sooner or later, don't let me down!"

After speaking, Murong Jiang turned and left.

Only Murong Ning was left clenching his teeth and clenching his fists, and in the end he drooped down as if discouraged.

He wanted to give Qian Yuhui a name, and wanted his own son to change his surname back to Murong.

But he knew that as long as his strong father was around, this matter would never be realized.

(End of this chapter)