Quick Wear: Cousin, Come to the Bowl Quickly

Her words sounded like complaints and accusations, but her tone softened unconsciously.

Lin Xi keenly noticed the softening of her mother's attitude, and the corners of her mouth immediately curled up uncontrollably, revealing a sly smile.

At an angle where Mrs. Lin couldn't see, she slowly turned her head and raised a bright, provocative smile towards Shen Jingyuan, who was stunned for a moment by her "accusation" behavior.

Then, like a little animal seeking shelter, he buried his head again in Mrs. Lin's warm arms, muttering in a muffled voice with a hint of coquettishness in his tone.

"You have no idea what that bastard Xu Yucheng wrote in the letter...it's pissing me off to death!"

"What? Yucheng?" Mrs. Lin's attention was instantly drawn to him, and the look of disappointment on her face was immediately replaced by surprise. "Didn't he say he'd be back at the end of this month? What's going on?"

As she asked with concern, she calmly glanced at Uncle Quan who was standing beside her, then she tightened her arms, hugged Lin Xi in her arms, and turned to walk out.

Uncle Quan immediately understood the look and nodded hurriedly. He turned around and ordered the maids and servants inside and outside the house, "Hurry up, be quick and clean up everything here."

After the servants responded and started to move, he turned back and looked at Shen Jingyuan who was standing there. He said apologetically, "Adjutant Shen, I'm really sorry for what happened today. Please come with me and let's treat the wound quickly."

Shen Jingyuan withdrew his gaze from the backs of the mother and daughter who disappeared at the door. His expression was a little dazed for a moment. When he heard Quan Bo's words, he subconsciously wanted to shake his head and refuse.

But as soon as he moved, the wound on his chin was affected. He took a breath and couldn't help frowning. He subconsciously reached out to cover his arm which was also aching. Then he nodded to Quan Bo who looked apologetic and responded in a deep voice.

"it is good."

"mom!"

Lin Xi's room was so messed up by herself that there was no place to stay. Mrs. Lin could only hug her and carry her to the guest room. She watched her change her clothes and then ordered the maids to get her toiletries.

The maid quickly brought warm water. Mrs. Lin pressed her down on the armchair in front of the dressing table, wrung out a hot towel herself, and wiped away the tear marks and powder on her face.

"Look at you." Mrs. Lin looked at her daughter in the mirror, her hair disheveled and her eyes slightly red. She felt distressed and angry, and couldn't help but curse, "You're no different from those crazy girls out there. You don't look like the commander's daughter at all."

As he said this, he threw the dirty handkerchief back into the basin and asked the maids to wait at the door. Then he picked up the comb and began to deal with Lin Xi's long curly hair, which was originally well-groomed but now messy.

The curly hair was badly tangled, and Mrs. Lin was afraid of hurting her, so she moved very slowly and gently, patiently combing each strand. But even so, it was still inevitably tangled. Lin Xi, who was sitting, frowned, hissed, and complained while covering her head.

"pain!"

"pain?"

Upon hearing this, Mrs. Lin tapped her on the head in annoyance.

"Serves you right! You're getting more and more arrogant. Throwing and smashing things is one thing, but you've even learned to hit and bite people! If Ayuan hadn't let you go, you would be so weak with your small body."

As she spoke, she looked at her daughter's clearly unconvinced face in the mirror and emphasized her tone, "Do you think you can still sit here unharmed? I'm afraid someone would have ripped off your arms and legs long ago!"