The Second Master’s Little Ancestor’s Vest Fell To the Ground

"Second master, this old slave has neglected his duty, please punish him."

The lights in the Rong mansion, which should have been turned off long ago, were brightly lit, and a group of trembling servants were kneeling in the hall.

Their faces were pale, and their bodies kowtowed weakly and lay on the ground.

Butler Sun knelt among the crowd for a long time, with endless remorse on his face.

He is not good at looking after the house, and he doesn't even know when his wife ran out.

"The housekeeper is getting old, so he will be exempted from punishment this time, and his wages will be directly deducted. The rest will all be sent to enforce the family law."

"Second master, this old slave has seriously neglected his duty, please punish him!"

"Bai Mo, execute the order as soon as I want!"

Rong Liyuan's eyes were dark, and the gloomy aura on his body swept around, making the atmosphere in the hall extremely depressing and gloomy.

His hand on the sofa kept tightening, as if to buckle its skin.

The man's knuckles were white, the veins were bursting, and the blood vessels were swollen, clearly visible.

Bai Mo nodded solemnly and respectfully, "Yes, this subordinate will take him down."

The second master has dispatched most of his troops to find his wife, but no news has come back so far, so it's no wonder that the hostility around him has skyrocketed.

"Tatatatat—"

At this time, there was a crisp sound in the silent hall.

The voice went from far to near, from weak to strong, and it fell clearly in everyone's ears.

The servants kneeling on the ground held their breath, their hearts beating violently.

They closed their eyes and prayed, hoping that it was his wife who would come, so that they could avoid punishment.

Standing in the hall, Mu Changying looked at the man sitting on the sofa with a clouded face, and said in a weak voice, "Ah Yuan, I'm back..."

Hearing the familiar voice, the servants jumped to their throats and their hearts fell.

When they relaxed, they realized that the clothes on their backs were already wet with sweat.

There was a cold glint in Rong Liyuan's eyes, he got up and strode towards her.

The monstrous anger in his heart was burning, but it was extinguished immediately when he saw her soaked clothes, and the depression in his eyes also dissipated without a trace.

"Yingbao, you ran out just to torture yourself?"

"Who gave you the qualification to hurt your body unscrupulously?"

He pinched her chin with his long, bony fingers, forcing her to meet his eyes.

This movement seemed brutal, but in fact he used very light force, and it wouldn't hurt her at all.

"You have to remember that your whole body belongs to me, and you can't hurt yourself."

He stared at Mu Changying, his eyes were full of paranoid and affectionate to the extreme.

There is a unique tenderness amidst cruelty and cruelty, this is his unique way of showing love to her.

"Ah Yuan, I belong to you. In this life, in the next life and the next life, it will never change."

Mu Changying's soft little face was full of sincerity and seriousness, and his eyes were also firm, as if he would never change his word.

His face was reflected in her pupils, and his paranoid and sickly ugly appearance made his heart twitch.

As beautiful as she is, he is as ugly as he is, as if they are two extremes, the distance between heaven and hell.

"Yingbao, I believe in you, no matter what time I believe in you. But remember to tell me next time you go out, I will panic if you disappear, and severely punish these useless people who are not good at taking care of you..."

Rong Liyuan took off his coat and put it on her body, looking at her with a gloomy and fragile expression.

His Yingbao is so kind, he will definitely be reluctant to punish these people.

So... she will be obedient next time, and won't sneak out without permission!