Women disguised as men as school grass

Chapter 1230 Flattering 2
Xia Chunlin, on the other hand, continued to suppress his crying and wept secretly.

Ling Weifeng remained expressionless, as if she was just a spectator watching this farce.

But Ling Yiyong has become numb.

This scene has been staged countless times since Ling Mengxi was sent to the emergency room.

He went from persuading the fight at the beginning to watching with cold eyes now.

Seeing that Ling Weifeng's complexion was not very good, he felt a little distressed, and his voice became much softer.

"Are you tired? Why don't you go back and rest first, since you can't help here anyway, or Dad asked the doctor to leave you a ward to rest?"

Ling Weifeng shook his head, "Dad, how is the situation now?"

"The doctor hasn't come out yet."

"Where is Zhou Meige?"

"There was a false impression of dying on the way here, and I'm still trying my best to rescue him. Your elder brother is watching over there."

Ling Weifeng nodded and stopped talking.

She leaned back in the chair, a little tired.

Having been crazy with Prince Xi Gu at home for several hours, now he has no energy at all.

Ling Yiyong didn't know what made her so tired. He just thought it was the night and didn't sleep, and his heart ached even more.

"Did you come here by yourself?"

"Xihuang sent me here."

"What about others?"

"He has something to do. If he calls outside, he won't come in."

Old Master Ling was still very angry at first, but when he heard Ling Weifeng's words, he instantly smiled kindly.

"Xiaofeng, how can I let Master Xihuang wait outside, let him in quickly."

Ling Weifeng's face darkened, and his voice became a little colder, "He's dealing with an emergency in the company, so it's inconvenient for outsiders to listen to him."

Her tone was very bad, Mr. Ling's face froze, but he was not unhappy.

If it was the past, if the junior talked to him with this attitude, he would definitely lose his temper.

But today is different from the past, the current Ling Weifeng has a higher status than him.

The future mistress of the Xi royal family is equivalent to the future mistress of the Hua Kingdom.

In addition, he was the first to issue the severance statement first, so he also felt a little guilty.

He tried his best to soften his tone to please Ling Weifeng.

"Hehe, that's right. Then you go back to accompany Young Master Xihuang first. It's not good for Young Master Xihuang to blow the cold wind outside at this late night."

Ling Weifeng didn't speak, but Old Master Ling continued, "It's already very late, it's not good to sleep too late, Xiaofeng, you have to pay attention to rest and take good care of your body, so that you can give birth to an heir for the Xi family as soon as possible."

As long as Ling Weifeng gave birth to the future heir of the Xi family, their marriage would be a certainty.

No one will dare to mess with the Ling family in the future!

Hearing his words, Ling Weifeng suddenly felt a burst of anger rushing straight to the top of his head.

Is this really her grandfather? Can he be more selfish?

Ling Yiyong is also angry, but he has always been filial and will not contradict Mr. Ling.

It's just that his face was terribly gloomy, "Dad, Xiao Feng, it's too early to say it's too early to have a baby."

"Why is it so early? What is the status of the Xihuang family? Most women covet the position of Xihuang's young mistress. If Xiaofeng doesn't give birth to Xihuang's heir earlier, how will her status be strengthened.

Young master Xihuang is young and wealthy, surrounded by clouds of beauties, he will see more young and beautiful women in the future, and having a child, at least Xiaofeng's status in the Xihuang family is guaranteed. "

"Dad!" Ling Yiyong really couldn't help it this time, "Women are too young to have children, which will cause great damage to the body, and Xiaofeng's health is not good."

"Early birth is also birth, and late birth is also birth. If you are not in good health, you just need to recuperate slowly. The Xi family has money and connections."

(End of this chapter)