Chapter 58 I Don't Like Her

"Boom." His words were like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, splitting Xia Yuluo apart, all hope was shattered, and the whole world collapsed. She didn't want to believe her ears, Brother Yichen was so annoying How could Mu Ruo'an admit that she was his wife.

Song Lin was also taken aback, and said angrily, "Yichen, are you blind? How can that lowly and vulgar woman Mu Ruo'an be compared with the gentle and kind Yuluo?"

Blind?Maybe, anyway, marrying Xia Yuluo is just the same as Mu Ruoan before, everything depends on him, as tasteless as a piece of wood.

At least, now Mu Ruo'an seems to have a little bit of interest.

Thinking of her mother's disrespectful words to Mu Ruo'an, she frowned and reminded, "Mother, Ruo'an is my wife after all, your daughter-in-law, you are such a lowly and vulgar word that falls into the ears of outsiders." , it's the face of the Leng family, and if you really want Yuluo to be your daughter-in-law so much, let her marry Yiheng."

"No." Xia Yuluo and Song Lin said in unison, and they glanced at each other.

The only person Xia Yuluo wants to marry is Brother Yichen, she doesn't like Leng Yiheng at all.

Leng Yichen looked at his mother in confusion, Xia Yuluo's objection was understandable, why did his mother object so strongly?

"Why not?" He asked lightly.

It was only then that Song Lin realized that she had slipped her tongue. Facing her son's dark eyes that seemed to be able to penetrate his mind, her palms were covered with sweat, and she looked away guiltily, "That, that, because the person Yuluo likes is you."

"But I don't like her." Simple and straightforward rejection, Leng Yichen didn't leave any leeway.

His words couldn't be more cruel, and it hurt Xia Yuluo's heart severely. His heart felt like it had been cut by a knife. It hurt so much that even breathing hurt. No matter how red his eyes were, tears fell as soon as he said it, right? When it fell down, she covered her face and ran away crying. "Wooooooh."

"Yuluo, hey." Song Lin wanted to call her back, but she had already run out.

Leng Yichen didn't even lift his eyelids, just stood there indifferently, with his hands in his trouser pockets, his posture was lazy and noble, his thin lips were slightly pursed.

Song Lin angrily turned her head and glared at her son, cursing, "Yichen, how can you treat Yuluo like this, Yuluo is such a good child, what do you not like about her, you have to hurt her heart like this face to face? "

Pulling his hands out of his trouser pockets, Leng Yichen straightened his back before replying lightly, "There is no reason for the relationship, just like why she doesn't want to marry Yiheng."

Seeing that he mentioned Yiheng again, Song Lin suddenly became angry, her chest heaving violently, "You child, are you trying to piss me off?"

Leng Yichen curled his lips, and his mother was about to use her usual tricks again, and he thoughtfully wanted to run away, "Nothing else, I'm going back to my room."

After the voice fell, he turned and left directly, ignoring the call of his mother behind him.

"Hey, Yichen, this kid really pissed me off." Song Lin stomped her feet in anger, with blue smoke rising from her head.

When Mu Ruo'an returned to the room, the little fly flew in behind her buttocks. She sat down on the edge of the bed, stretched out her hand towards it, and spread out her palms.

The little fly landed on her fingertips, flapped its wings twice, shook its head, and then looked at her with two big and round eyes.

"Little fly, thank you just now." She thanked you sincerely.

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