Fast Travel: I conquer the world with my beauty

Chapter 39 World 9: Abandoned Wife in a Deep House [-]
She looked sideways.

Several tables were set up in the hall for this banquet, with Zhou Pingfu, Lin Min'er and her at the main table.Her husband doesn't have any other concubines, so I wonder if she should be happy about it?

There were other tables where the butler and some servants sat.

Is this considered having fun with the people?

When she turned her head to look over, she realized that Zhou Xinglang had also come to the family banquet, but it was only at the next table.

I don't know why, but there was a burst of noise over there, and then it fell silent immediately.

Zhou Pingfu called a servant over to inquire.

"What happened?"

"Back to the master, it's... the young master wants to leave early."

Zhou Pingfu was stunned.

Probably because he couldn't remember that he had a son.

She looked at the little boy standing by the table with his eyes lowered, and suddenly felt a little distressed.

He just stood on the side, under the fence, neither master nor servant, out of tune with this lively atmosphere, with a lonely and lonely atmosphere lingering all over his body.

He must be unable to accept such a family banquet, so he wanted to leave first.

An indifferent male voice sounded next to his ear, "Don't worry about him."

She looked at the husband beside her and suddenly stood up.

She walked slowly to the child and gently held his hand.

Looking at his puzzled eyes, she asked him gently, "Will you be my child?"

Before waiting for his answer, Zhou Pingfu walked over directly, "Yunniang, who are you?"

She suddenly knelt down, holding Zhou Xinglang's hand with one hand, and holding the corner of Zhou Pingfu's clothes with the other. She choked with tears in her eyes and said, "Husband, you know, it is impossible for me to have children in this life, but I want to Child, I want your child!”

"I see that this child is alone in the house. I... want to be his mother, so just... treat him as the child I gave birth to for you... okay?" She slowly shook the corner of his clothes.

Looking at the shattered tears in the woman's eyes, full of pleading, my usually cold heart softened a little involuntarily.

She loves him so wholeheartedly, that's why she wants to have his children so much.

pity……

That's all, no matter what, Zhou Xinglang is his child, and he is the eldest son, so there is nothing wrong with fostering him with his aunt.

"Then just listen to Yun Niang."

The woman cried with joy and couldn't help but hugged the child beside her and stroked his head, "From now on, I will be your mother."

Zhou Xinglang was still dumbfounded, as if he couldn't believe that an unhappy family dinner gave him an extra mother.

He was wrapped in unprecedented warmth, his nose was sore, and he really whispered, "Mother..."

After all, his face blushed slightly.

Murong Ling looked at his shy look and liked him more and more. She didn't care about others anymore and left the family banquet after saying goodbye to Zhou Pingfu.

Lin Miner took all this in her eyes, and on the one hand she was wary of whether this was Murong Ling's conspiracy. Knowing that she could not give birth to a child, she recognized the eldest son of the Lord as his legitimate son?Do you want to rely on this child?
On the one hand, it is disdainful.Everyone in the mansion knew that Zhou Xinglang was not loved by adults, even if she, Murong Ling, adopted him, there would be no disturbances.As long as she can give birth to adult children...

Lin Min'er stroked her stomach, and suddenly felt that everything ahead was bright, and there was nothing to be afraid of.

The rest of the servants all looked at each other in blank dismay, fearing that the boy would turn around and settle accounts with them if he gained power.

The young butler who stood aside and took everything in his eyes had no expression on his face, but he was actually thinking in his heart: "Madam is really kind-hearted, and I like her more and more..."

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When she hugged me, I felt a warmth that I had never felt before, a warmth that even my biological mother did not give.

I'm addicted to it, and I can't get out of it.

——Zhou Xinglang
(End of this chapter)