Yin marriage stays together: the chaebol's husband is a ghost

Chapter 189 Family Rule Cutting Out the Tongue
Ning Luo stared, if it wasn't for this little thing still hiding in his stomach, he would definitely give him a big shudder, to say that eating sweets is so low-level, wouldn't he be mocking her childish motherhood indirectly?
"Son, don't be too precocious in your thinking. If you mature prematurely, you will age prematurely, and you will not be able to marry a wife!" Ning Luo preached earnestly, thinking that when this little thing is born in the future, he will control her from eating sweets like his father. She has no happiness at all.

"I don't want to marry a wife, it's enough for me to have a mommy." Guibao said innocently, what the hell is a wife?He said that he only half understood and half understood.

"That can't be done, Mommy still wants to hold a grandson." Ning Luo tilted her head, and was already imagining that she was sitting on a wicker chair with white hair, holding a doll in her hand, but the doll kept crying, Finally, he pissed on her hand.

She hugged the doll and didn't know what to do. Seeing the doll cry, she wanted to cry too.

Bei Minggu, who was also full of white hair and was sitting aside reading the newspaper, got bored. He stood up and picked up the doll, and threw it directly.

Ning Luo shuddered all over, and regained his senses, "I'll go, how can anyone bring a grandson like this!"

Ning Luo is sure, even if she really has a grandson in the future, she can't bring her own, otherwise she will be thrown away by that tyrant Bei Minggu if she is not careful, and she will be very distressed to death.

...Why did you think of Bei Minggu again?
Ning Luo only felt uncomfortable in his heart. He leaned against the wall of the warm pool listlessly, and picked up the petals of the soul-gathering flower floating on the water. Kang Meiyi's clothes were like taking off her clothes, and then pressed Kang Meiyi under her body, loving her deeply bit by bit, each time...

"Mommy! Mommy!" It was obvious that Ning Luo's mood was suddenly depressed, and Guibao's soft and waxy voice came into her heart, appearing very anxious.

Ning Luo regained consciousness from the picture created in his mind, heard Gui Bao's anxious voice, thought something happened, and quickly patted his stomach to comfort him, "Mommy is here! Mommy is here! Son, don't be afraid!"

"When Qi'er wasn't afraid, Qi'er was worried about you, Mommy!" Guibao was super angry again, "Mommy must be sad because the old man followed that bad aunt! When Qi'er goes out, Qi'er My son must teach the old man and bad aunt a good lesson for Mommy!"

Hearing that his son vowed to avenge himself, Ning Luo's eyes became moist.

With such a sensible and caring son, what more could she ask for?
"Well, when Qi'er is born, Mommy will take you to travel around the world!" Ning Luo was satisfied at the thought of his son's well-being, swept away his gloom, and concentrated on soaking in the hot spring.

After soaking for three hours, Ning Luo tragically discovered that her clothes were all wet, how could she get out?
There was nothing to do, Ning Luo had no choice but to leave the greenhouse in wet clothes, and walked back according to the memory of when she came. A long trail of water meandered where she walked, which was very embarrassing.

She thought it would be good to go back to the room where she just rested, but the castle is too big, and she got lost.

Once she lost her way, she walked more and more chaotically, and the more she walked, the more she didn't know where she was. She was about to go to ask the maids, but she heard them talking about others in a low voice.

"The woman has been in a coma for more than half a month. The master is so precious. He sits by the bed every day to accompany her and talk to her."

"As soon as I woke up today, I went to soak in the warm pool. I had a big belly, and my head didn't seem to be very bright. When I came out, I couldn't find a room, and I walked all over the place."

"Shh, maybe the child in her stomach belongs to the owner, you have to be careful, don't speak ill of her."

Ning Luo frowned, isn't this about her?

Although she got water from other people's ground, she is not blind, and the child in her belly is not Jun Chongyi's. Ning Luo hates being discussed and misunderstood, and she wants to explain when she steps forward.

"Owner!"

In front of her, the maids who were talking about her suddenly knelt down on the ground and shouted behind her tremblingly.

Just as she was in a daze, a coat was already covering her body. She turned her head and saw Jun Chongyi and a middle-aged man standing behind her. Just as she was about to say thank you, Jun Chongyi had already sent a message to the middle-aged man beside him. Order, "Housekeeper Ouyang, these people talk about the master's affairs behind their backs, and cut off their tongues according to family rules."

The maids were frightened and begged for mercy.

Cut off the tongue?

Ning Luo didn't expect this thousand-year-old ghost's family rules to be so strict, and he didn't know whether these maids were human or ghosts. If they were human, wouldn't it be over if they cut off their tongues?Although she didn't have extra sympathy, she still couldn't bear to have her tongue cut out just because of talking about her.

Just as he was about to open his mouth to intercede for those maids, his body suddenly lightened, and Jun Chongyi had already hugged him.

She is used to being hugged by Bei Minggu, but being hugged by other men...

Ning Luo immediately fell into a daze, and didn't come back to his senses until he walked more than ten meters away, "Wait, let them go, tell them clearly about our relationship, and let them stop talking about me in the future."

If she doesn't say clearly, she doesn't want to stay here and be discussed and misunderstood.

Jun Chongyi paused for a moment, "Okay, but you must change the wet clothes first."

Ning Luo nodded, it was too ambiguous to be hugged by him like this, so he struggled to land and walk by himself.

"I advise you to stay still. If it's later, the tongues of the three maids will be cut off." Jun Chongyi said still indifferently.

Hearing this, Ning Luo didn't dare to struggle anymore, not only obediently hugged by him, but even took the initiative to put his arms around his neck and urged: "Hurry up!"

A smile appeared on Jun Chongyi's unchanged face for thousands of years, and he carried Ning Luo back to the room where she was resting with ease, "There are your clothes in the fitting room, go in and pick one up for yourself."

Ning Luo didn't think too much, pushed open the door of the fitting room and walked in. The next second, his footsteps stopped. The whole huge fitting room was filled with all kinds of famous brand women's clothing. Eye.

Ning Luo didn't feel happy, but felt melancholy, closed the door of the fitting room, picked a loose skirt at random and hurriedly put it on, and followed Jun Chongyi to the downstairs hall in a hurry.

All the servants were already standing in several rows in the living room, and the few maids who were talking about her prostrated themselves on the ground in fear.

Ning Luo sat on the sofa, glanced at the rows of servants, and estimated that there were about a hundred of them. This shows how big the manor is, so it needs so many servants. Does Jun Chongyi have such strong financial resources?

"Butler Ouyang." Jun Chongyi called out.

Steward Ouyang who stood behind him immediately nodded, walked up to the servants, and announced rigidly, "Miss Ning Luo is the master's distinguished guest. Go to the tongue and discard the wilderness."

(End of this chapter)