Rank One Beast Concubine: Mistakenly Provoking the Evil King of Hell

Chapter 317 Young Master of the Hou Mansion! 【7】

"This thing is interesting, how about... I want this?!" The thing in Beitang Ling's hand was nothing but a model of a carriage.

Although this model is small, it has all kinds of treasures inside, not to mention the fine workmanship. There are many things in the mechanism inside the carriage. The outer wall of the carriage is hard and powerful; from the wheels to the overall structure of the carriage, extremely rare If people sit in it, there is absolutely no problem in terms of safety.

It's a pity that this is a small ornament, and it's a good thing to look at, so you'll be full!

The sharp-eyed Dong Ling saw the carriage in Beitangling's hand, and immediately exclaimed, "This treasure is my young master's favorite thing. Wouldn't it be nice for you to go like this? Or do you mean it? Was it on purpose!?"

"Dong Ling, don't be rude!" Xia Molin's indifferent handsome face surged with a dark tide, and then receded in an instant, his bamboo leaves rustling voice was low and deep, full of anger.

Dong Ling was shaken by the shock, and quickly took a few steps back in fright, wringing her fingers and biting her lip, feeling extremely wronged.

Others don't know, but she knows it very well.

This thing, the young master is offering it like a treasure.

It was made by the young master's painstaking efforts and spent more than ten nights. It is definitely not an ordinary thing.

more importantly……

"Since it is the son's most cherished thing, I will not take it forcibly." Bei Tangling smiled lightly, leaned over, and placed the model in front of Xia Molin who was opposite.

Xia Molin slightly curled his lips, pushed the model back, and said: "Although this thing is good, but if I keep it here, it can only be a waste of money! If you really like it, take it."

"Since the young master is giving up, I won't refuse! Thank you!" Bei Tangling was not polite, holding the model in her hands under Dong Ling's hateful eyes, and began to play with it.

Dong Ling snorted, pouted and looked out the window.

At this time, the wind chime outside the window rang, Dong Ling hurried to the window, looked at it from afar, and after seeing it clearly, came back and told, "Young master, the Patriarch... is here."

Hearing this, the hand holding the teacup shook, and the tea in the teacup almost drowned. Xia Molin held it tightly, his expression slightly dazed, and a slight sadness appeared on his handsome face.

"The old man will come here?" Xia Moyang was puzzled. He knew the embarrassment of the old man and the old brother. In his memory, he didn't remember that he came to see the elder brother.

Not to mention visiting elder brother, even stepping into Tingxuexuan, I have never seen Lihualin.

Sometimes, not only his father, but also many people in the house almost forgot about the elder brother.

Just ask the new servants and maids in the mansion, they absolutely don't know the existence of big brother.

"The Patriarch has come here not once or twice. He will come every once in a while..." Dong Ling spoke bluntly, and as soon as she finished speaking, she was stared at by a sharp gaze.

Knowing that she was talkative, Dong Ling hurriedly lowered her head, bit her lip aggrievedly, and stared at the ground.

"Really?" Xia Moyang was shocked. It seemed that the old man wanted to be forgiven by his elder brother, but judging by his appearance, he seemed unwilling.

After thinking for a while, he stood up and asked tentatively, "Brother, are you really unwilling to forgive him?"

Over the years, as he got older, he has come out of the fear and resentment of the past. Every time he saw his father's guilty eyes, sitting in the room and drinking, he knew that his father's life these years was not easy.

(End of this chapter)