Husband, I'm from the 21st Century Sequel

Chapter 244 Slap
Ran Hua glanced sideways at Ling Xiao, and his eyes fell directly on Hua Ye who stepped into the door. He shook his head slightly and said, "I'm fine. For the sake of serving me wholeheartedly, I will bury her generously." Alright."

Hua Ye's quiet eyes stared lightly at the dyeing painting. Seeing that she was fine, she breathed a sigh of relief. After hearing the news of Huxin Xiaozhu's accident, she hurried over, and after making sure she was fine, she calmed down. To analyze his behavior carefully, he found that since he met her, everything has become different, whether it is mood or other things, they are all developing in a direction that he can't grasp.

Ling Xiao glanced at Dan Qing on the couch, nodded and said, "Third Sister, don't worry, I will definitely have her buried richly."

After saying that, Ling Xiao raised his big hand slightly, and then two young servants came in and carried out the lifeless Danqing on the couch.

"Wu'er, are you okay?" Mrs. Zhao stumbled into the room, rushed to the dyeing painting, looked up and down the dyeing painting with a worried face, and after confirming that the dyeing painting was fine, Gao Xuan's heart stopped. Let it go.

Dye Hua took a look at Zhao Shi and shook his head slightly.Mrs. Zhao slowly stretched out her hand, tremblingly covering Ranhua's hand, and said with relief: "It's fine."

Ling Xiao glanced at Zhao's hand on the back of Ranhua's hand, frowned and said, "Mother, you go back first."

Mrs. Zhao looked up at Ling Xiao, and said with a smile, "Xiao'er, your Aunt Lan gave birth to a younger sister for you yesterday, and your father asked you to go and see it tomorrow."

A look of disgust flashed in Ling Xiao's eyes, and he sneered, "I don't have a younger sister."

"You must never say such nonsense again in the future." Mrs. Zhao turned her head to look at the people in the room, and said cautiously.

"There's nothing to worry about. Putting his sons and daughters together, I'm afraid he can't even count them." Ling Xiao sneered, his eyes were full of sarcasm, that man, in addition to having children with women, he also do what.

"Xiao'er, you," Mrs. Zhao raised her hand suddenly, and slapped Ling Xiao hard on the face. The movement was too fast, and it was impossible for Ranhua to stop it.

Due to the excessive force, Ling Xiao's face was turned to the right, his face swelled rapidly, and there was blood at the corner of his mouth.As if she didn't expect that she would hit Ling Xiao, Zhao looked at her hand blankly, tears welling up in her eyes.When she came back to her senses, she saw Ling Xiao looking at her indifferently, and said coldly: "You are satisfied with these."

"Xiao'er, mother, mother, this..." Mrs. Zhao was at a loss for what to do, looking at Ling Xiao's eyes full of guilt and regret.

"Sister San, I'll take you back to your room." Ling Xiao ignored Zhao's guilt and regret, and asked Ran Hua in a low voice.

Ran Hua took out a silk handkerchief from his sleeve, threw it to Ling Xiao, and said, "Don't act like a ghost." After saying that, Ran Hua went straight to Hua Ye who was still standing quietly by the door, raised his eyebrows and said: "Why are you here?"

Hua Ye stared at the dye painting, frowned slightly, quietly looked at the dye painting for a while, and said, "It's good that you're fine." As soon as he finished speaking, he turned his eyes away from the dye painting.

Ran Hua was stunned for a moment, staring at Hua Ye's awkward look, and said with a 'puchi', "Let's go, I have something to tell you."

After finishing speaking, he stepped straight out of the door, Hua Ye raised his eyes and glanced at Ling Xiao who was staring at him with dissatisfaction, and immediately stepped out of the room.

Ling Xiao wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with a handkerchief, gritted his teeth, and quickly chased him out. He did not forget the experience of being chased and killed by the Hua family last time, and now he does not have the slightest affection for the Hua family .

(End of this chapter)