Chapter 409: Argument
The General's Little Peasant Wife
Translator: Vesper
Ling Luo looked at Xiao Zi Xuan with displeasure: âWhatâs with your attitude?â
âWhat attitude? Ling Luo, why are you still acting? You already know my father cut all ties with me, right? In that case, whatâs the need for you to continue acting in front of me?â Xiao Zi Xuan ridiculed herself in her head when she saw Ling Luoâs fleeting eyes, he indeed knew.
Thatâs true, she no longer had any value to Ling Luo, what qualifications did she have to request Ling Luo to be faithful to her unto death?
Ling Luo suddenly felt unable to adapt to it when he saw Xiao Zi Xuanâs overly quiet look.
He furrowed his brows tightly: âYou are my wife.â
âJust a wife who no longer has any use. You have many women, no need to worry about me, I just hope you do not disrupt the lives of us mother and son,â Xiao Zi Xuan looked at Ling Luo and directly said.
Ling Luoâs expression changed, he had recalled that weak voice of herâs earlier: âImpossible, the child is my son.â
Xiao Zi Xuan displayed a self-mocking smile: âYou will have many sons, this child is just a child with a mental disorder, he wonât bring you any benefits.â
Ling Luo remained silent and did not speak, but his expression had explained everything, it was telling Xiao Zi Xuan that even Ling Luo believed so.
Xiao Zi Xuan looked at the person in front of her, she suddenly laughed loudly: âLing Luo, I suddenly feel Iâm really foolish.â
âLeave, do not come here ever again.â Xiao Zi Xuan stood up and did not look at Ling Luo as she turned around and returned to her room.
Ling Luo looked coldly at Xiao Zi Xuanâs back figure, there was an unspeakable feeling in his heart.
It was the result he wanted, but at that moment, why did he feel reluctant?
Reluctant? How was it possible for him to have such thoughts? It was simply madness.
Ling Luo turned around and left, his back figure seemed to be in a sorry state, Xiao Zi Xuan who was standing in the house sneered when she saw it.
In the past, she had been living in a dream, now that she was finally awake, she had to start from scratch. There were some wrongs that cannot be changed, but everything that happened to her was due to Ning Meng Yao, she wouldnât let off Ning Meng Yao, definitely not.
Ning Meng Yao suddenly sneezed.
She rubbed her nose, Ning Meng Yao felt doubtful, she thought she had fallen ill, but she sensed her body was fine and she wasnât feeling uncomfortable anywhere, she immediately ignored it.
The Spring Festival would be ushered in after the lunar new year.
âWhy must we participate in the palace banquet? Isnât it enough to celebrate the new year at home?â Ning Meng Yao crawled into Qiao Tian Changâs embrace as she muttered in dissatisfaction.
He reached out and touched Ning Meng Yaoâs head: âYou can choose not to attend.â
âReally?â
âYup, the palace banquet this year would not be too peaceful. You are pregnant, I naturally would not allow you to take the risk. You stay at home, Iâll head there alone.â Qiao Tian Chang said.
They had already received some news, Marquis Ling might take action during the palace banquet, he needed to help Xiao Qi Feng and wonât allow them to be busy alone.
Ning Meng Yao still nodded although she was feeling slightly dissatisfied.
The same thing happened to Xiao Zi Xuan, however, Xiao Zi Xuanâs attitude caused the veins on Ling Luoâs forehead to jump.
âXiao Zi Xuan, what do you want?â He had called her today to participate in the palace banquet, but this woman seemed to have lost all feelings and did not care about anything. Even when she saw him, her expression was cold, it was as if he was a stranger to her.
Ling Luo felt irritated with Xiao Zi Xuan acting that way. He never noticed that Xiao Zi Xuan would do such a thing other than being rude and wayward.
âLing Luo, I previously told you, you still have many women, thereâs no need to call me along,â Xiao Zi Xuan looked calmly at Ling Luo, it was as if the man in front of her had no way of attracting her attention.
Ling Luoâs face was gloomy and horrifying, he was just about to speak but a figure stumbled towards their direction.
âFather...... Mother......â Their child walked over, he looked at Xiao Zi Xuan and reached out his hands for a hug, his eyes were like black like grapes and were very cute.
Xiao Zi Xuan had a faint smile on her face, she reached out and lifted her child: âBaoâer is really obedient.â
Baoâer blinked as he looked at the dark-faced Ling Luo: âFather, hug.â