Chapter 402: jealous
As soon as Feng Niying's words came out, the group of people in the hall suddenly became restless.
Thunderbolt, I can't believe it!
"Damn, what's the situation today?"
"Mr. Xu and Mr. Si have just finished supporting, and as a result, there is an eldest lady from the Feng family."
"You know, the family backgrounds of these people are among the best in the famous capital city!"
"The fields of these families are not the same, but they will protect Madam Rong together!"
...
They looked away from Feng Niying's body, and their eyes fell on Mu Changying's body again, with a strong calculation flashing in their eyes.
Mrs. Rong is already married to the second master, unless she is impatient to take a woman from the second master.
You can't grab it as a girlfriend or daughter-in-law, but you can still be friends.
A group of old foxes with no children at home have begun to make small calculations in their hearts.
When you go back, you must tell the children at home well to deal with Mrs. Rong well.
Seeing Feng Niying's statement, Mu Changying felt warm in her heart.
The corners of her mouth rose slightly, and she raised a small smile, "Miss Feng, it's actually not necessary."
Even if they don't stand up today, none of the people present can bully her.
Feng Niying frowned slightly, stretched out her hand and patted her chest, "Of course I will give it to you. You saved my grandfather's life. If you have any orders in the future, let me know, and I will do my best to help."
A low laughter overflowed from Mu Changying's throat, and the detachment in his eyes parted, "Well...you are so enthusiastic, then I will not be polite to you."
The two talked for a while, and the more they talked, the more vigorous they became.
Seeing this, Rong Luyuan's gloomy gaze fell on Feng Niying.
She sighed, "A Yuan, don't scare her."
What if a big star freaks out?
"Cough cough cough..."
With her maintenance, Feng Niying felt that the air around her was even colder, as if the cold winter and twelfth moon were stretching out.
She pursed her lips, timid in her heart, but still kept a smile on her face.
Rong Luyuan's eyes were dimly lit, "Don't worry, Yingbao, she is not so timid."
He held his right hand vacantly, rubbing his thumb and index finger lightly.
After a while, he withdrew his sinister gaze and glanced at the housekeeper casually.
"Steward Lin, treat Miss Feng well for me, don't let her be left out at the banquet."
Lin Fugui has been paying attention to the situation here. Hearing the second master's order, he moved forward quickly.
"Miss Feng, this way please."
Feng Niying looked at Rong Luyuan's appearance of protecting the calf, her forehead jumped, and the corners of her mouth twitched.
Does it work? She wouldn't **** his wife from him, she was really a chicken intestine.
"A Yuan, you are really a vinegar jar, a vinegar jar."
Seeing the enchanting back of the woman leaving, Mu Changying shook her head, her tall little nose pouted, and glanced at him angrily.
Rong Luyuan smiled softly, "Yingbao, you belong to me."
So no matter if it's a man or a woman, don't even think about arguing with him...
He strode forward, and with a big hand, the girl's body fell into his arms.
Mu Changying leaned on his chest obediently, and rubbed her little head gently.
Taking a deep breath, smelling the male hormones on him, I felt inexplicably at ease.
"A Yuan, don't worry, Yingying is yours..."
She wrapped her hands around his strong waist, and nodded her head like a chicken pecking at rice.
This expression is well-behaved and docile, very similar to the little white cat that has not been weaned at home.