The crazy little ancestor of Master Lu is so stupid

As if she had guessed Mr. Fu's thoughts long ago, Lan Qing did not show the slightest expression of surprise.

"I told you, I support you no matter what you do. In fact, I guessed what you were thinking when you asked me if you could let them live there. If you didn't agree, I wouldn't let the servants clean up the house over there!"

Speaking of this, Lan Qing suddenly laughed. Although she was almost sixty years old, her eyes were still as charming as a young girl's. "Do you think she will sleep in the master bedroom?"

"Hmm... I guess not!"

Mr. Fu didn't know why he was so sure, but he felt that Ling Xiao would definitely not choose to live in the master bedroom.

"I guess not! I just don't know if she will misunderstand our arrangement!"

Shaking his head, Mr. Fu picked up the hair dryer and continued to blow Lan Qing's hair.

"No, she's a very perceptive girl. I arranged for her to live there and she should have understood my feelings!"

"I hope so. By the way, when we were having dinner, I saw her trying to find out about your relationship with Ling Yang and Lu Jian. Why? Does she know those two people?"

Mr. Fu was also very confused about this matter. If she was asking about Ouyang Rongting, it would be fine, but asking about Ling Yang and Lu Jian was really confusing.

"Logically, she shouldn't know him, but from what she said, it seems that she not only knows him, but also has a close relationship with him. I just don't know what kind of relationship this is. If..."

Thinking of Ling Yang's hand reaching out to Hong Kong some time ago, Mr. Fu's face suddenly turned gloomy.

Maybe he should understand the relationship between Ling Xiao and Ling Yang.

Noticing the change in Mr. Fu's expression, Lan Qing knew that he must be thinking about what happened before.

Then he said, "It's absurd to steal someone's luck, so you don't have to take it too seriously. However, Minglang's problem is probably related to that woman. If you want to adopt Xiaoxiao as your adopted daughter, you should first find out the relationship between her and that woman."

Lan Minglang is Lan Qing's cousin. His parents were forty years old when they gave birth to this precious baby, and they have always treated him like the apple of their eye.

Lan Minglang is also a hardworking person. He has never caused any worries to his parents since he was a child. The only thing that causes them a headache is his marriage.

Seeing that he was already 35 years old, he still didn't mention marriage. It was not easy to see that he had fallen in love. When the Lan family found out, they found out that the girl was already taken.

Originally, the Lan family was determined not to agree to this matter, but they could not stop their silly son from jumping into it headfirst and threatening to marry no one else but her.

There was nothing I could do. Thinking that the girl wasn't engaged yet, I thought that it would be fair for everyone to compete and it wouldn't be considered destroying her marriage.

Another thing is that if the girl didn't have him in her heart, he might have given up if she had rejected him a few more times. But he didn't expect that this girl was also very capable. She was dating her boyfriend while also hanging out with Lan Minglang.

In just half a year, the gifts given away alone amounted to hundreds of millions, not to mention the business lost.

Lan Qing could no longer sit still, but before she could do anything, news came that Lan Minglang had committed suicide.

That was also the day when Mr. Fu hurried back to Hong Kong.

Fortunately, the rescue was timely and Lan Minglang survived. However, his life was saved, but his soul did not. He lay at home half-dead every day, like a half-dead person.

The family business plummeted. How could Lan Qing sit still? She immediately asked Fu Ye to investigate the girl. Unexpectedly, she found out that it was Ling Yang.

It was found that Ling Yang had the ability to take away other people's luck. Anyone who got close to her would most likely have a bad ending, even her own sister and biological parents could not escape death.

After finding out this and thinking about all the strange signs Lan Minglang had shown over the past six months, Mr. Fu began to suspect that Lan Minglang's luck had been taken away by Ling Yang.

So they looked for experts to take a look at him, but even after looking at many experts, Lan Minglang's condition still did not improve, and he became weaker and weaker day by day, and it seemed that he was about to lose his life.

Lan Qing didn't believe in such things, so she stopped Fu Ye from looking for anyone else to see. For now, he could only consider himself unlucky.

As for Ling Yang, humph, there will be plenty of opportunities to deal with her. Not to mention whether she has taken away other people's luck or not, the fact that she played two-timing and caused Lan Minglang to be half dead cannot be forgiven.

The next day, Ling Xiao was not woken up by Lu Xun, nor by Fan Tianzhi, nor by Huang Jiahui, but by the spoiled eldest lady.

When Ling Xiao opened his eyes, he saw that Mu Zhizhi was no longer beside him. Then he heard the loud shouting coming from downstairs, and Ling Xiao suddenly woke up.

He rushed downstairs without even changing his clothes.

"Get out! Get out! Who allowed you to live here? Don't you think about your status and whether you are worthy of living here?"

Mu Zhizhi had obviously woken up very early. She folded her hands over her chest and looked coldly at Huang Jiaying who was throwing a tantrum.

Seeing Ling Xiao coming down, he put down his hands and came to Ling Xiao's side.

"Sister, she seems to be crazy and wants to drive us out. The housekeeper can't persuade her, so we have no choice but to ask her brother for help!"

Huang Jiaying turned around and saw Ling Xiao coming down, and immediately found someone to vent his anger on.

He took a few steps forward and pointed at Ling Xiao's nose, his face flushed with excitement: "How dare you live here? Do you know who this small building belongs to?"

Pulling Mu Zhizhi over to sit on the sofa, Ling Xiao said calmly: "It's not yours anyway!"

No matter what, she is Mr. Fu's niece, so she should always give Mr. Fu some face.

Ling Xiao had already given her face, but he didn't expect that she was still so angry.

The hand pointing at Ling Xiao couldn't stop shaking: "You, you, you, I didn't expect you to be so good at pretending. Yesterday you pretended to be so well-behaved in front of uncle, aunt and brother, but now that brother and uncle are not here, you show your true colors. You are so cunning!"

Ling Xiao’s defense was broken.

She hasn't even started the battle yet, so why can't this girl bear it?

"Oh, yes, yes, I'm so cunning, I'm so bad, I'm so bad and yet you come here so early in the morning to let me abuse you, are you in love with me? Don't love me, loving me will lead to nothing!"

"you you……"

Huang Jiaying was so angry that she was shaking all over. She stomped her feet and said coquettishly, "Move out! I won't let you live here!"

"I won't move if I don't move. I'll make you mad to death!"

Mu Zhizhi was sitting on the side, almost holding back her internal injuries. After all, she was a guest in someone's home, and would it be impolite if she laughed?

"I'll go find my uncle now and see how he deals with you, hum!" Huang Jiaying said and turned away.

Ling Xiao quickly stood up and chased after her, saying, "Baby, don't go..." Huang Jiaying, thinking she had succeeded, stopped in her tracks, but before she could open her mouth, Ling Xiao continued.

“Run, run fast, throw your arms up and run, run to your door and scratch it and cry, shout, cry, fight with your heart torn apart, come on, you are the electricity, you are the light, you are the fighting little lamb, Ole Gei!”

"Wow……"

"Hahaha……"

As Huang Jiaying burst into tears, Mu Zhizhi could no longer hold back and burst into laughter.

"You little booger, you can't tell the difference between a big king and a small king, so you come jumping up and down here, I'm going to make you angry!"

Ling Xiao clapped his hands and stood up, preparing to go upstairs to change clothes. As soon as he got up, he saw Huang Jiahui running towards him breathlessly in his pajamas.

When Huang Jiahui saw Huang Jiaying crying out of anger, he felt inexplicably relieved.