wealthy daughter-in-law

Huan Huan sat under the tree angrily, ignoring it.Chifeng approached cautiously, and tugged at the corner of her clothes with his little paws, "Don't be angry with Huanhuan, Chifeng won't dare next time~"

Huan Huan looked away, Chi Feng walked around to the other side of her, Huan Huan still ignored, Chi Feng scratched his ears anxiously, "As long as Huan Huan doesn't get angry, Chi Feng will listen to you from now on!"

Huanhuan glanced at it, and said angrily, "From now on, you will listen to me?"

Chi Feng lowered his head pitifully, and the two small horns on the top of his head trembled and shook, "As long as you don't ignore Chi Feng after Huan Huan, Chi Feng will listen to you!"

Huan Huan laughed loudly, and poked its little head, "You, this time is really too much, and made me an accomplice, and Mo Jia is still angry with me!"

Thinking of Mo Jia's cold face, Huan Huan felt a sense of loss.

Chi Feng blinked his big round eyes, "Then Chi Feng should go and apologize to Mo Jia."

Huan Huan shook his head, grabbed the innocent grass on the ground with his small hands, "He has someone to accompany him now, we'd better not bother him."

Chi Feng looked at Huanhuan, and suddenly said, "Huanhuan doesn't like that person, does he?"

Huan Huan was taken aback, Chi Feng flew up quickly, and said happily, "If Huan Huan doesn't like it, Chi Feng will breathe fire!"

The current Chi Feng, with a red body and full of fire in his body, is looking for an opportunity to spout fire majestically in front of Huan Huan for her to see!

"Hey! Chifeng, come back!"

Huan Huan was in a hurry, he stood up and chased after him, Chi Feng didn't seem to hear it, and disappeared after he jumped into the air.

"Damn it!" Huan Huan ran towards Mo Jia's room, praying in his heart, this little guy must not hurt Yan Xihua, otherwise, Mo Jia would really hate her to death!

Before even knocking on the door, Huanhuan rushed in, saw that Mo Jia was the only one in the room, and didn't bother to explain, she ran around looking for Yan Xihua like a headless chicken.

Mo Jia sat on the bed, his brows furrowed again unconsciously, "What are you doing?"

"Where's Yan Xihua?"

"gone back."

Startled, Huan Huan turned around and rushed to the bed, "Where did she go?"

The crease between Mo Jia's eyebrows deepened a bit, "Why are you looking for her?"

Huan Huan was so anxious that he almost cried, "Chi Feng said he was going to breathe fire..."

As soon as Mo Jia's expression changed, he immediately threw off the quilt and got out of bed. Huan fantasized about helping him, but he pushed him away, picked up his clothes and draped them on his body, and rushed out.

Huanhuan bit her lip, and followed him uneasy.

The two had just left the room when they heard screams from outside, "Ah—"

Mo Jia's eyes flashed, "Xihua!" Not caring about his frail body, he propped up the wall with one hand, and ran over staggeringly looking for the sound.

Outside the gate, a maid desperately patted the flames on her skirt, causing her to keep jumping in fright.Other people who heard the news rushed forward to help.

"How is this going?"

The maid was terrified and cried, "I don't know what happened, the dress caught fire..."

Mo Jia's eyes darkened, and his sharp gaze swept around.Suddenly, a group of fiery red shadows flashed past.

He squinted his eyes, and immediately chased after him. Naturally, Huanhuan couldn't see the red wind that was so fast, so he had to keep up with Mo Jia, and ran back to the villa.

Mo Jia's face was extremely pale, and big beads of sweat dripped down his forehead. He supported the wall and stopped, panting heavily, and suddenly said, "You go to Xihua's room first!"

Huanhuan looked at him worriedly, "Then you..."

Mo Jia turned her head and growled at her, "Go!"

"...Hmm." Ignoring the throbbing pain in her heart deliberately, Huanhuan turned her head and ran upstairs. Although her heart had sunk to the abyss, she didn't have time to mourn. If Yan Xihua really died because of this What's the matter, let alone Mo Jia, she will never forgive herself in her life.

Yan Xihua's room was on the third floor, and Huan Huan just ran up when she heard a scream, she was startled, and rushed over without thinking about it.

The door of Yan Xihua's room was wide open, she lay on the ground, motionless, Chifeng proudly stood in mid-air with her hips akimbo, inhaling, luckily, she opened her mouth and was about to breathe fire.

"Red Wind!"

Chi Feng turned around, saw Huan Huan, and said happily, "Huan Huan, come quickly, watch Chi Feng breathe fire!"

Huan Huan hurried over to help Yan Xihua up, and asked anxiously, "What's wrong with her?"

Chi Feng glanced at the people on the ground contemptuously, "She is so timid, she was so scared that she fainted!" Then, she said cheerfully, "If you don't like Huan Huan, just tell Chi Feng, and Chi Feng will Burn them all up!"

"Is that so?" There was a slightly hasty deep voice at the door, scaring Chi Feng to cover his eyes with his small hands, "Oh no, Mo Jia is here."

It turned around in a hurry, and flew towards the window very shamelessly, "Chifeng is sleepy, Chifeng wants to sleep!"

Staring blankly at the direction where Chi Feng disappeared, Huan Huan wanted to cry without tears, he was really going to be pissed off by this little guy.

Mo Jia walked over step by step, helped Yan Xihua from Huanhuan's hand, and struggled to hug her, but it seemed very difficult.Huan Huan couldn't bear it, and stepped forward to help, "Let me help you."

He didn't even look at her, he said lightly, "No need."

Huan Huan's hands froze in place, and his heart ached from his indifference.

At this time, Yan Xihua woke up faintly, and the moment she saw Mo Jia, her eyes were slightly confused, "Mo Jia..."

Suddenly, she remembered something, and said emotionally, "There is a fire that has been chasing me...just now...it wants to burn me to death! Really, you have to believe me..."

Mo Jia caressed her back comfortingly, stroking her up and down,

"It's because you are too nervous that you have hallucinations. There is no fire, and no one is going to harm you." The light voice was dispelling all her fears little by little, like a ray of sunshine, a ray of breeze, and a clear spring in vain.

Yan Xihua's eyes were full of doubts, she looked up at him, "Really?"

She clearly saw it, could it be that it was really a hallucination?

Moga nodded.

Even if she was just looking for a little psychological comfort, Yan Xihua would rather choose to believe, she trembled into Mo Jia's arms, sobbing softly, "Mo Jia, I'm so scared, can you stay here with me for a while? "

Mo Jia's gaze became gentle, and he responded softly, "En."

His tenderness has always only blossomed towards this woman named Yan Xihua.

Huan Huan smiled wryly, not wanting to be hurt by this picture anymore, stood up and walked outside.

Mo Mou raised, stared at her figure, and slowly lowered again.