Mr. Lu, don't be arrogant.

Mu Wanying closed her eyes, leaned weakly on the chair, and said nothing.

Lu Linfeng had no choice but to drive the car towards Mantingchun.

After arriving at the Jiang family, he personally handed the silent Mu Wanying to Mu Wanying's mother, Yu Qingya, and said, "Mom, please help me take care of Wanying."

"What happened? Did you have a fight?"

Yu Qingya's heart skipped a beat when she saw the expressions of her daughter and son-in-law. She quickly pulled her daughter into her arms and wiped the tears from her face.

Seeing that neither of them spoke, Yu Qingya thought she had guessed right and immediately frowned.

"Did you really bully Wan Ying? Lu Linfeng, I'm warning you, my daughter married you to live with you, not to be bullied by you! If you dare to bully her, I'll fight you to the death!"

"Mom, I didn't, I..."

Lu Linfeng looked at Mu Wanying with a dazed look on her face.

Still no explanation.

Yu Qingya didn't want to listen to his explanation either, so she pointed outside and said, "If you can't explain it clearly, get out! Go outside and reflect on your mistakes!"

"it is good!"

Lu Linfeng didn't even resist.

He nodded very obediently.

Before turning around to leave, he saw tears on his wife's face again. He raised his hand and wanted to help Mu Wanying wipe them dry, but was once again knocked down by Mu Wanying.

"Do not touch me!"

Mu Wanying finally responded.

After yelling like this, he immediately lay down in his mother's arms and started crying.

Lu Linfeng was reluctant to leave.

But he was worried that forcing her to stay here would upset her, so he could only suppress his heartache and walk out slowly.

But he did not leave Mantingchun, nor did he leave the Jiang family.

He stood in the yard of the Jiang family, standing in the cold wind of the winter night, staring at Mu Wanying infatuatedly, from her back in the living room on the first floor to the light and shadow in the bedroom on the second floor, his eyes never moved away.

He did not leave when the Jiang family's nanny closed the gate.

Can't even be driven away.

This made the nanny very embarrassed, "Mr. Lu, I am very embarrassed by your behavior. Please go back. My young lady is upstairs. She will be fine with my wife taking care of her."

"I want to be with her."

Lu Linfeng spoke in a low voice, still staring blankly at the master bedroom on the second floor of the Jiang family, at the slender light and shadow.

The nanny sighed again.

"Your home isn't far away, it's right next door. Mr. Lu, son-in-law, please go back. It's not right for me to close the gate while you're here, and it's not right for me to not close the gate either. What should I do?"

"Sister Zhang, please close the door. I don't want to go home. I just want to watch her in this yard. Just close the door and don't worry about me."

"How can that be? If you freeze to death, your grandfather and grandmother will eat me, right?"

"They won't bother me. Just close the door! And my car is right next to me. I won't freeze to death. If I get cold, I'll go back to the car."

"Okay, I'm closing the shop then!"

Sister Zhang shook her head and finally closed the courtyard gate and the door of the house.

But he didn't dare to rest like that. Instead, he ran upstairs to Yu Qingya's bedroom and told her what had just happened.

Yu Qingya nodded after hearing this, "I understand. You can go back and rest."

Yu Qingya sent Sister Zhang away.

She walked to the window, lifted a corner of the curtain and looked downstairs. Sure enough, she saw Lu Linfeng still standing downstairs, standing in their yard, looking up at her bedroom in a daze.

Yu Qingya's heart softened immediately.

Although he didn't say anything to Lu Linfeng, he walked to Mu Wanying's side, stroked her little face and asked.

"What's wrong? What happened? Wanying, you can tell mom if you have anything to say.

Lu Linfeng is a bit of a bad-mouthed person. Mom has never liked him since childhood, but he is not a bad kid and has been nice to you. He is still standing downstairs and is admitting his mistakes with a good attitude.

If you've suffered any injustice, just tell me. Before he leaves, I'll go down and vent your anger on you by beating him half to death!"

Yu Qingya stood up in a pretentious manner.

It looked like he was really going to beat someone up.

Mu Wanying immediately grabbed her and threw herself into her mother's arms again, sobbing softly in her mother's arms, "Mom, don't go! Don't hit him!"

"Then can you tell Mom what happened?"

Yu Qingya didn't really want to beat anyone up.

It was as if she had never beaten anyone in her life.

As he spoke, he had already hugged his daughter and gently patted her back to comfort her.

With her mother's silent comfort, Mu Wanying's emotions gradually stabilized.

But he still didn't tell his mother what happened tonight. He just threw himself into his mother's arms like a wounded child, hugging her waist for warmth.

When Jiang Shangru brought over the tea, Mu Wanying had already fallen asleep.

Yu Qingya tucked in her daughter's blanket, shushed her husband, and said softly, "The child is asleep, don't wake her."

"I know, did you tell me? Why are you being so upset?"

Jiang Shangru sat down next to his wife, quietly put down the teacup, turned around, and for the first time mustered up the courage to tidy up his daughter's hair.

Looking at his daughter's delicate little face that looks almost the same as his wife's, the old father felt a surge of pride.

He couldn't help but want to stretch out his calloused hands to gently stroke her little face, but he was worried that he would wake up his sleeping daughter, so he gradually withdrew his hesitant hands.

Yu Qingya shook her head and frowned, saying, "She didn't say a word, just hugged me and cried, and then she fell asleep while crying. What about you? Did you find out anything? What did the guy downstairs say?"

"He didn't say anything. He refused to say a word. He's like a dumb person who can't even get a fart out of you even if you hit him with three sticks. He's still standing outside like a stubborn donkey. He's freezing to death!"

Jiang Shangru said angrily.

I wish I could go down and whip Lu Linfeng a few times.

Yu Qingya was a bit amused when she heard her husband's words. "She really froze to death? If she really froze to death, your daughter would fight you to death! Let Xiao Zhang keep an eye on her!"

Yu Qingya was not worried that the Lu family next door would cause trouble for her family.

She was worried about her daughter.

She was over fifty years old, but she could tell from just a few words how her daughter felt about the boy downstairs, and she absolutely didn't want him to freeze to death.

"Okay, then don't freeze to death."

Jiang Shangru also tucked the quilt for his daughter.

He looked at his watch and said, "Qingya, it's getting late. You should go to bed early. The temperature is low at night. You and the child are afraid of the cold. Don't turn off the air conditioner."

"I know. By the way, have you found Xia Xia? I was so worried that she didn't answer my calls." When Yu Qingya mentioned her eldest daughter, her face was full of worry again.

Jiang Shangru sighed, "I found it, with Lu Chengfeng."

"Chengfeng? Next door?"

"No, Cheng Feng and Lao Lu had a fight and he no longer lives next door. But don't worry, nothing will happen to him around that kid."

Jiang Shangru picked up the teacup and stood up.

"Hey! What sins did I, Jiang Shangru, commit in my previous life? What did I do to offend Old Lu? Why are all the daughters I raised so well destined for Old Lu's sons?"

Yu Qingya: ...

"Stop spouting useless nonsense. Didn't you pick these two children yourself? Now you're reluctant to let them go. What nonsense are you talking about?"

Yu Qingya muttered, and then couldn't help but remind her husband, "It's cold, put more beds and quilts in the study, and turn on the air conditioner, don't freeze yourself."

"Okay, I'll remember that. Thank you for your concern, my wife. I'm leaving now, and you should go to bed early."

Although he said he was leaving, Jiang Shangru, holding the teacup, still put his arm around his wife's waist and pecked her lightly on the lips before leaving.

Yu Qingya's old face flushed red with shame, and she gently hit her husband, "What are you doing? The child is still sleeping in the room!"

"She's not a child, what is she afraid of? Look at her slightly swollen lips and those marks on her neck. They're not the work of that brat downstairs. My last name is not Jiang!"

Qingya, don't worry, the child has grown up and understands everything. It's okay even if he saw it. Besides, how could she come from us if we didn't kiss her? "

Jiang Shangru has a lot of fallacies.

Yu Qingya couldn't argue with him, so she just gave up.

After seeing her husband off, she turned off the lights and quickly lay down next to her daughter, hugging her daughter and fell asleep.

Just as she began to breathe evenly, her daughter Mu Wanying, who had been sleeping soundly beside her for a long time, opened her eyes.