The almighty young lady is beautiful and explosive

Chapter 834 Young Master Wants Mom

Leng Qirui held the phone tightly, and his stern face also became inexplicably dark.

Just then, another message came from WeChat.

Gu Ze: I seem to have made a mistake just now. This is not your wife. It should be called your ex-wife. A slip of the tongue.

In the private room tonight, Gu Ze had a very unhappy time.

Probably because he was unhappy, so he wanted everyone to be unhappy together!
In fact, his prank worked.

After Leng Qirui watched the video, his entire chest seemed to be pressed down by a heavy stone, and his brows and eyes sank a bit.

He clicked on the video again and watched it again.

In the video, the girl's bright and bright smile repeatedly stimulated his vision, and he clenched his fists, adding hostility all over his body.

At this moment, an old man in cotton and linen came out of the house.

He was dressed very plainly, with some silver hair on the side of his temples. He was about sixty years old. The nasolabial folds on his face were obvious, but his eyes were full of energy.

This person is the housekeeper of Leng's mansion, known as Zhang Bo.

Uncle Zhang was inside at first, but he came out immediately after hearing the roar of the car.Seeing this, his eyes brightened instantly.

I saw him stepping down the steps in a hurry, came to the car, and opened the car door respectfully, "Sir, you are finally back."

In the driver's seat of the Continental car, Leng Qirui raised his brows slightly, and his amber eyes added a certain kind of melancholy in the dim light.

He was still holding the phone in his hand, but not as hard as before. If Zhang Bo hadn't appeared, the phone would have been crushed.

At this moment, the car door has been opened, and Zhang Bo is standing outside the car.

Leng Qirui stepped out of the car, his slender body was nearly a head taller than Zhang Bo.

After getting out of the car, he put one hand into his trouser pocket and threw his cell phone into his jacket pocket. He stepped up the steps and asked, "What's going on with that kid?"

After Zhang Bo closed the car door, he quickened his pace and followed.

"It's like this. The young master started to sleep after dinner tonight. When I went to the room to shout, the young master didn't wake up. Later, when I probed my forehead, I found that the young master had a fever."

Leng Qirui frowned slightly, "Have you checked your body temperature?"

"It's been tested, it's 38 degrees, and it's a little fuzzy." When Zhang Bo spoke, his voice was obviously more worried.

Leng Qirui frowned even deeper, "Where's the doctor?"

"The doctor has already come and prescribed medicine, but the young master refused to take the medicine, and then fell asleep again." Uncle Zhang sighed, "And the young master..."

Speaking of this, Uncle Zhang suddenly hesitated to speak.

Leng Qirui's amber eyes added coldness, as if a little impatient, "What's wrong with him?"

"Young master, he was yelling in his dream." Zhang Bo paused, and then said, "Yangyao said he wanted his mother."

As the voice fell, the man walking in front stagnated and stopped suddenly.

Uncle Zhang almost bumped into him without noticing, but fortunately he stabilized his footsteps at the critical moment.

He looked up, and saw the man's hard and generous body standing in front of the steps, and the soft light from the top shone down.

The man has a strong aura, with the dignity and elegance that a superior person should have, exuding an aura of indifference.

Uncle Zhang grabbed the hem of his clothes with both hands, looking a little annoyed.

If he had known earlier, he would not have said this.

The young master wanted his mother, those were the words the young master said in a daze when he had a fever, and he was so stupid that he said it out.

It's not like he didn't know that the matter between Mr. and Mrs. was so big.

(End of this chapter)