The wealthy retired wife: Baby, marry me again!

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"Master, have you forgotten, you said that the young lady will not run around, so you didn't tell her that this room is not allowed to enter! This is not the young lady's fault!"

Lian Junzhi quickly persuaded.

Ling Mufeng was stunned, he had indeed said this himself.

He didn't let anyone enter this room, and he said the same to An Jingru in the past. [

But for Ye Zhiqiu...

——She has been obediently staying in the room all this time, so he didn't tell her about this "prohibition".

However, not only did she come in, she also broke his clay pot!

That was the vase that he finished with his mother the day before his mother left!

He even drew a picture on it: "Mom and Dad and I"!

The broken vase, Ye Zhiqiu who fell on the ground, and the helpless servants surrounding him.

Seeing Ye Zhiqiu pushed to the ground by himself, his heart softened: "Zhiqiu."

"Do not touch me!"

Ye Zhiqiu stood up angrily, clenched his fists, and walked out by himself.

"Young lady!"

Worried that Ye Zhiqiu would have a deeper estrangement from the young master, Lian Junzhi hurried to catch up.

Ling Mufeng didn't chase after them, but slowly picked up the broken pottery.

"Master Ling, let me help you."

It was An Jingru's voice. She also saw Ling Mufeng pushing Ye Zhiqiu down just now.

Seeing the surrounding scenery, she immediately understood.

This room, which even he himself couldn't get into back then, buried the beauty of his childhood.

It was also his secret pain all along, a secret he didn't want to be known.

"you go."

Ling Mufeng said coldly that he didn't want to pay attention to An Jingru. [

However, when he picked up a piece of broken pottery flying far away, he suddenly discovered that the piece of pottery was covered with blood!

Know autumn!

Ling Mufeng stood up immediately.

This time, he noticed that the ground was also covered with drops of blood!

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