Morning, the Heir

Chapter 713: It was not a dream! hateful!

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It is said that day and night have dreams, do you really have any bad intentions for him

Lin Xiaomi shook his head vigorously, trying to get rid of this ridiculous idea.

How could she be worthy of Mu Linyun like this.

She is too shameless.

But she quickly realized that it must be because Leng Yihuang teased her several times these days that she would have such a shameful dream.

It seems that in the future, it is really necessary to keep a distance from Leng Yihuang.

She lifted the quilt and got out of bed, took a hot shower, but left the bathrobe outside, standing in front of the mirror, she frowned and looked at a strange mark on her chest.

Like being scratched, like being...

His fingertips slid across it lightly, and a very bizarre idea suddenly popped into his mind, which made Lin Xiaomi break out in a cold sweat.

If these are not dreams, but real...

She didn't dare to think about it anymore, she ran out of the bathroom in a panic, put on her bathrobe, and got under the covers.

Before, she never thought that the things in the dream might not be dreams, but now that she thought about it carefully, there seemed to be many things wrong.

The door was knocked from outside, Lin Xiaomi was startled, got up to open the door, Leng Junlin stood outside, saw her and took her hand: "Zhuzhu, let's go down to eat."

"I'm not going." Lin Xiaomi looked around in a panic. Although Leng Yihuang was not around, she might see him in a while.

"Zhuzhu, what's wrong with you, are you feeling unwell?" Leng Junlin stepped on his feet, wanting to touch her forehead.

"I'm not feeling sick, but I'm still a little sleepy and tired. You and Dad go down to have dinner. I'm going to sleep in the room for a while."

Leng Junlin frowned, looking at the closed door, he looked a little aggrieved, why did he feel that Zhuzhu didn't like him anymore.

Returning to the room somewhat annoyed, Leng Junlin climbed onto the sofa, glared at the man across from him and asked, "What did you do to Zhuzhu last night? Why doesn't she even want to eat with me now?"

Leng Yihuang's eyes moved slightly, without taking his eyes off the notebook, he replied lightly: "What do you think I can do to her?"

How did Leng Junlin know, lying on the sofa in some distress.

Leng Yihuang kicked his pouting butt: "Aren't you going to eat?"

"I don't want to eat anymore, I don't have an appetite." He sighed and said in an extremely distressed voice, "Dad, am I going to lose my relationship?"

What answered him was the sound of the door slamming shut when Leng Yihuang left.

...

Lin Xiaomi didn't leave the room all day, and ate all three meals in the room.

She was restless all day long. Before going to bed, she charged her phone and pressed the recording button before lying on the bed.

Because of some doubts, she was nervous, thinking that she would definitely not be able to sleep tonight, but then she fell asleep again for some reason.

The door was opened, and a tall and straight man walked in.

Everything is the same as before.

Perhaps because of speculation in her heart, Lin Xiaomi dodged the man's kiss subconsciously.

The man's movements paused, his big hand caressed her small face as if lovingly, and the kiss he fell became more and more gentle.

Lin Xiaomi wanted to resist, but in the end she couldn't help but fell.

"Baby, don't reject me, I will be angry and sad..."

...

Waking up in the morning, Lin Xiaomi's first reaction was to turn the phone over. Seeing the recording that was still going on, she pressed the pause button.

Want to play, but my fingertips are trembling a bit.

The long blank period made her flustered heart slowly settle down.

Until a strange sound came from inside, Lin Xiaomi's back was covered with cold sweat little by little.

The woman's cooing is accompanied by the man's low growl...

"Baby, don't reject me, I will be angry and sad..."

get angry, get sad...

Lin Xiaomi covered her mouth in disbelief, and she dropped the phone to the ground.

It turned out that it was not a dream, it was all real.

After a short period of panic, endless embarrassment and anger that almost wanted to kill were overwhelming.

Lin Xiaomi picked up the phone and rushed over to settle accounts with Leng Yihuang.

The bastard! rogue! Scum!

How dare he treat her...

Lin Xiaomi was trembling with anger.

But the moment the door was smashed, reason came back to her mind. What is Leng Yihuang's identity? If she wants to tear her face at him now, is it possible for her to leave here safely

After all, this is country S, not country Y.

Just as he was hesitating, the door suddenly opened from the inside. Leng Junlin was about to look for her, but when he looked up, she was outside.

Happily, she threw herself directly onto her lap, coquettishly: "Zhuzhu, are you here to look for me? I haven't seen you all day, but I miss you."

Lin Xiaomi stood stiffly outside, and when she looked up, she saw sitting on the sofa with her legs crossed, a notebook on her knees, and a dignified Leng Yihuang.

Leng Yihuang also raised his head at this time, looking at Lin Xiaomi with very soft eyes, and a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

Seeing his sanctimonious appearance, Lin Xiaomi couldn't control the anger in his heart.

I really want to rush over and tear off the disguise on his face, this beast in clothes!

"Zhuzhu, what's the matter with you?" Leng Junlin didn't get a response, and raised his head to look at her, feeling that her expression was slightly strange.

Leng Yihuang naturally noticed it too, frowned slightly, threw the notebook aside, got up and walked over.

"What's wrong with you? Are you uncomfortable?" Leng Yihuang raised his hand, subconsciously wanting to touch her forehead.

Lin Xiaomi took a step back in fright, barely avoiding his touch.

His eyes were filled with fear and anger.

Leng Yihuang's eyes darkened, and he withdrew his hand.

Afraid that he might notice something, Lin Xiaomi hurriedly looked away, looked down at Leng Junlin, and said in a shaky voice, "I've come to ask you for dinner, have you eaten yet?"

"I didn't eat, I didn't eat. If you don't accompany me, I can't even eat." Leng Junlin acted like a baby when he seized the opportunity.

"Then let's go." Saying that, he pulled Leng Junlin outside.

She could feel that a line of sight that could not be ignored had been falling on her, with a look of scrutiny.

Lin Xiaomi forced herself not to look back at him, pretending to be nonchalant and took Leng Junlin downstairs for dinner.

After a meal, she didn't know the taste of the food. She was thinking, what kind of excuse could she use to leave here quietly without making Leng Yihuang have any doubts

She won't just settle this account, but here, she is obviously at a disadvantage.

While hesitating, the phone rang suddenly.

It's Mu Linfeng's call.

As soon as the phone was connected, Mu Linfeng's anxious voice came from inside: "Sister, mom is sick, come back quickly."

When Lin Xiaomi heard this, her heart immediately became agitated: "What's wrong with Mom?"

"I had a heart attack. This time it was serious. I kept saying your name. Come back soon."