The little fox is super pregnant, the heir-less boss is spoiling her like crazy

Hearing that many soldiers had arrived at the door, Madam Murong became a little flustered, "Son, is it that Su Wanyue's father who is a bitch, is back?"

Murong Yunlang said, "Come back if you want, mother. There's no need to panic."

Hearing her words, Old Lady Murong was stunned for a moment, then she thought, yes, Su Wanyue loves her son to death, and probably that old man would not dare to do anything.

She has always been very kind to Murong Yunlang and would not tolerate anyone saying anything bad about him.

Even Old Madam Murong looked down on her. It was too humiliating for a woman to throw herself at him to this extent.

She was most afraid that her son would be unhappy.

Hearing her son's words, Mrs. Murong felt relieved.

Murong Yunlang looked at her mother. Perhaps she had not yet recovered from the hardship she had suffered in the past few years.

Now, Su Wanyue is obedient to him, but her mother will still be frightened by the slightest disturbance.

After all, my mother came from a humble family and lacked self-control.

Thinking of this, Murong Yunlang felt a little irritated and couldn't even eat.

He said to the housekeeper, "After eating, please send me to the private school."

The butler said, "Okay, Master. The carriage is ready and at the door."

The master and servant came to the door.

After opening the door, Murong Yunlang walked straight towards his carriage.

Just as he reached the carriage, a pretty figure stopped him.

Seeing that it was Su Wanyue, Murong Yunlang's brows frowned slightly.

Seeing her blocking the way, he didn't know when she came. He subconsciously took a step back and kept a distance from her. "Su Wanyue, what are you doing blocking my carriage?"

Su Wanyue used to like wearing blue clothes and rarely wore any flowers in her hair. She looked even more plain than the maids in the mansion.

Today, she was unexpectedly wearing a bright crimson dress, with red velvet flowers on her head and delicate makeup on her face. She looked really pretty.

After reacting, Murong Yunlang chuckled. He thought he must be crazy to find such vulgar color beautiful.

Women like Qingran are the most beautiful, noble and unworldly.

She must have realized her mistake at this moment and wanted to come to him to admit her mistake and ask him to forgive her.

He knew that Su Wanyue wouldn't be able to hold on for long. This woman loved him so much, how could she give up on him so easily?

She had dressed up so seductively today, surely to attract her. He saw through her tricks at a glance.

Seeing Murong Yunlang, Su Wanyue tried hard to control her emotions and said with a smile, "Master Murong is going to a private school?"

Murong Yunlang said, "Of course. Are you here to apologize to me now? If you want me to forgive you, you have to kneel down and kowtow to Qingran to apologize, and buy her some jewelry. After all, she cried because of you yesterday."

After he finished speaking, seeing that Su Wanyue didn't say anything, Murong Yunlang added, "That set of pure gold headgear in your house is quite nice and would be a perfect apology gift. Also, I need some rare books. Please find them for me as soon as possible. My mother's medicine is almost gone, so ask Divine Doctor Lu to come over when he has time."

He briefly recounted what he had thought, and then thought carefully to see if there was anything he had missed.

After all, Su Wanyue must have come to apologize to him. If she fulfilled these small requests, he would consider whether to forgive her.

Seeing that he was silent, Su Wanyue asked, "Mr. Murong, have you finished speaking? Is it my turn to speak now?"

Hearing this, Murong Yunlang was stunned.

He looked at her in surprise, "What do you want to say?"

The morning sun gathered around her, casting a faint halo over her. "First, I will definitely not help you realize these daydreams you've mentioned. Second, my purpose in coming here today isn't to make peace with you, but to get you and your mother out of my house."

Hearing this, Murong Yunlang's eyes showed disbelief.

He looked at Su Wanyue strangely, not understanding what this woman was going to do. Was she trying to play hard to get?

Seeing Su Wanyue actually speaking to Murong Yunlang like this, the housekeeper was a little surprised, "Ah, Wanyue. How can you speak to the young master like this? This is just your ignorance. I have to say something to you."

"You are just a servant, yet you dare to call the young lady by her name? You might as well get out of here with him."

The housekeeper was already used to seeing Su Wanyue being humble and fawning towards Murong Yunlang, so her attitude this time made the housekeeper a little uncomfortable.

The housekeeper didn't dare to say anything more and quickly knelt down: "Miss, I was wrong, I'm sorry."

"That's right!" Su Wanyue glanced at everyone present and said, "From today on, anyone in the Su Mansion who rebels against their superiors and fails to recognize who the master of the Su Mansion is or what his surname is, can pack up and leave. We in the Su Mansion cannot afford to support disloyal servants."

"what?"

The servants were stunned for a moment, then reacted and knelt down in unison: "Slaves, we dare not!"

……

After shocking the servants, Su Wanyue refocused her attention on Murong Yunlang.

Seeing more and more people gathering around, and everyone seemed to be pointing at the door, Murong Yunlang felt ashamed.

His hand gradually clenched into a fist, veins popped out, and he swung it directly, hitting Su Wanyue in the face.

But he was stopped halfway by a strong, dark hand.

Jiang Fuhai's eyes were trembling. "Why? It looks like you want to show off."

Because he had been practicing martial arts for many years, he had a sturdy build and was tall, so he was very intimidating when standing in front of Murong Yunlang.

Then, he gave Murong Yunlang a gentle push, and he was pushed directly to the ground. "Tsk, a weak and sickly person."

In fact, Jiang Fuhai has always disliked Murong Yunlang.

It would have been fine if he had just been a son-in-law, but he insisted on putting up a memorial archway and pretending to be noble all day long.

Jiang Fuhai was a little shocked when he saw Su Yatou talking to him like that just now. They all knew how much Su Yatou cherished Murong Yunlang.

Not only can she not hit, scold or say anything to anyone, but if anyone makes her unhappy, Su Yatou will immediately get angry with that person.

Therefore, when he pushed Murong Yunlang, he deliberately went gentler, still subconsciously worried that the girl from the Su family would feel distressed.

Murong Yunlang's gaze passed through Jiang Fuhai and landed on Su Wanyue. He said, "Vulgar."

He looked at Su Wanyue with a frosty face. She had really gone too far this time. Even if she fulfilled all the conditions just now, he would not forgive her easily.

Su Wanyue smiled and asked, "Vulgar? My Su family is a military family. My father and brother were born into the military, but we don't have the courage to defend our country. You, the elegant Master Murong, are calling me vulgar. I'm afraid you don't have the peace to curse me like that now. Better get out of here. After all, a place like our Su family, which is so vulgar, can't tolerate a flower of high status like you."