The Lengjia with extraordinary decoration style stands out among the villas. Several cars in the house are parked in the garage, and they all seem to be there.
Leng Yuhao walked into the house happily, and finally the family could gather for a meal again.
Although he doesn't like spending time with his parents, it is better to eat alone at a large table.
As soon as he entered the door, Leng Yuhao heard loud quarrels from his parents, and the things in the living room fell to pieces and messed up the floor.
The nannies lowered their heads and dared not speak out, and the atmosphere at home was depressed and dull, as if it would explode at any time.
"Length name, don't forget, I am your wife in the legal sense." Zeng Shaofen's voice was sharp and painful, and her anger controlled her thinking, leaving only a fierce and pungent appearance.
"Are you crazy enough? Are you over?" Leng Haotian pulled on his tie, tearing his face indifferently.
He didn't get too much excitement, and he didn't even mean to join this quarrel. He had lost the emotion of the quarrel.
This was something he hadn't thought of himself, and the Zeng Shaofen in front of him made him feel tired and nostalgic.
He just wanted to quickly end such a strenuous and fruitless quarrel, he just wanted to stay quiet for a while.
"What's the matter?" Leng Yuhao looked at Hu Ma, the oldest nanny in the family, frowning and questioning loudly.
"Master, I don't know, you can only ask them." Hu Ma is very smart, she will not talk too much about the masters, and helped Zeng Shaofen in the afternoon and almost caused a disaster.
She is a person with strong eyesight, and the current situation has been separated. It is obvious that Leng Dong is facing the little mistress like the vixen.
Mrs. Zeng obviously suffered a big loss, and she was still a dumb loss.
She could only silently say that Zeng Shaofen was worthless, and maybe the young master's participation would have different effects.
"Yuhao is back?" As expected by her, Leng Haotian walked out of the study slowly, with a smile on his face and there was no trace of the fierce quarrel just now.
Zeng Shaofen's eye circles were red and swollen, and he didn't dare and didn't want to run out immediately to cover it up.
"Dad, what's going on? Did something happen?" Leng Yuhao threw his schoolbag into the sofa, pointed to the broken porcelain on the ground, and questioned Leng Haotian in front of him.
"Just now I had a dispute with your mother because of something in the company and grabbed something as soon as I was anxious." Leng Haotian embarrassedly explained to his son who was a head taller than him. He didn't want to be in Leng Yuhao's heart. The image of the father is destroyed.
He still has some scruples about this point for the time being. He stood in a row like the nanny who had made a big mistake: "Why don't you clean it up."
"Where's my mother?" Leng Yuhao looked towards the study, feeling something happened in his heart.
"She is not very comfortable, she will be out in a while." Leng Haotian walked to the cloakroom. One of the young and sensible nanny immediately stood in front of the closet respectfully, and Leng Haotian pointed to a black suit.
The nanny immediately took it off, waiting for Leng Haotian to put it on with both hands.
"Aren't you eating at home?" Leng Yuhao looked at his father in front of him very strangely, did he go out to socialize again at night.
"I haven't finished some things, you eat first." Leng Haotian took the briefcase handed to him by the nanny and walked out of the cold house slowly without much words.
The moment the door closed, Zeng Shaofen came out leaning on the study, and her heart was hurt by the merciless closing.