I Became A Patriarch At The Age Of Seven

Chapter 9 Xiangfu Changes (Seeking Collection Recommendation Tickets)

Although Xiang Rongrong was surprised by Lin Tian's attitude change,

But she didn't get into it immediately, but picked up Yang Nian, who was thrown into her arms, and walked towards the Xiangfu.

Lin Tian looked at Xiang Rongrong's back, his teeth tickled with hatred, his fists rattled.

"Young City Lord...Just let them go like this?" A black armored soldier said unwillingly beside Lin Tian, ​​"How about I go back to the manor first and ask a few masters to catch them back?"

Lin Tian was in a bad mood at first, and when he was asked like this, his mood was even worse.

"You know shit!" Lin Tian shouted fiercely, "What if we don't let them go? Can we afford it?"

"It's just a little fart, why can't you afford it?" The black armor soldier was puzzled.

"Humph!" Lin Tian snorted coldly, "Are you stupid? You can't tell that the identity of that little brat is not simple? Who can have a holy artifact? Ordinary brat, who knows the holy ring?"

By Lin Tian's series of rhetorical questions,

The black armored soldier was instantly stunned, and his back was sweating.

He complimented him directly: "Young city master is wise. What should we do now?"

"Bring someone to follow him and report their whereabouts to me at any time. I'll chop your head off if you lose it!" Lin Tian ordered.

"Yes, this subordinate will do it now." The black armored soldier immediately took the order, then looked at the other black armored soldiers, "You guys, come with me!"

...

Xiangfu,

It used to be the head of the three major families in Fengyun City, but unfortunately it has now fallen into a small family, and it is located in the east corner of Fengyun City.

As the saying goes, a skinny camel is bigger than a horse. Although Xiangfu has fallen, it still has a certain status in Fengyun City.

Xiang Rongrong stood quietly in front of the mansion for a long time before stepping into the mansion.

"one Year."

Xiang Rongrong took a deep breath and returned to Xiang's house after a year, with mixed feelings in his heart.

Without going to meet his father, Xiang Rongrong took Yang Nian back to his own room, thinking about settling down first.

However, when Xiang Rongrong returned to his own courtyard, he was stopped by two maids.

"What are you doing?" Xiang Rongrong frowned slightly, and had a bad premonition. She looked at these two girls as strange, maybe she didn't know herself, and told herself, "I'm Xiang Rongrong, It's my courtyard."

"Xiang Rongrong?" The two maids were a little dazed. They only felt that the name was familiar, but they couldn't remember where they heard it.

"This is Miss Xiang Lan's courtyard. Miss Xiang Lan has an order, and no one can wait to enter." The two maids looked at Xiang Rongrong, and the sarcasm in their words was undisguised.

Idle people waiting?

When did Miss Xiang's family become idle and wait?

Xiang Rongrong's face turned gloomy, but before he could speak, the maid suddenly remembered something and said, "I remember. I remember who Xiang Rongrong is. I heard Miss Xiang Lan say, Xiang Rong Rong is Xiangjia's big trash miss."

"It turns out that she's a wasteful Miss? I heard that she made a bet with Miss Xiang Rou last year, and then she ran out and didn't come back for a year."

The two maids directly regarded Xiang Rongrong as air.

Ridiculous.

Even the subordinates dare to talk about the big Miss of the Xiang family, which shows how humble Xiang Rongrong's position in the Xiang family is.

Yang Nian couldn't stand it anymore, so he broke away from Xiang Rongrong's warm embrace and let Xiang Rongrong put him on the ground.

"Hey, two ugly bastards! You are not allowed to talk about Sister Rongrong!" Yang Nian looked puffed up. Although he was angry, he was not fierce at all, but was extremely cute.

Hearing this little guy calling him ugly, the two young maids looked sullen, but when they saw Yang Nian, who was carved with pink and jade, their hearts softened instantly, and their anger gradually subsided. The slightly taller maid bent down, her eyes were crescent-shaped, "Little guy, I want to be called elder sister."

Yang Nian pouted, Tsundere said, "No."

"Children have to be obedient," the coat coaxed. "Call my sister, and my sister will buy you Calabash, okay?"

However, Yang Nian doesn't eat this set, "I don't like rock candy Calabash."

"Then what do you like?" The maid looked at Yang Nian, who was cute and cute.

"I like Sister Rongrong being happy." Yang Nian looked like a little adult.

"Sister Rongrong is happy?" The maid was confused.

This little brat is sister Rongrong, what's wrong with calling us sister?

"That's right, so please disappear immediately." Yang Nian giggled, as if he had succeeded in his trick.

The two maids heard it, this little brat is saying that they are an eyesore, and want them to get out!

The maid's face immediately sank, and she was about to say something ugly in anger.

At this time, the wooden door of the courtyard house was suddenly opened, and a beautiful girl in a pale yellow dress came out.

The girl has a graceful figure, but her 15 or 16 years old appearance has grown out, with a bulging front and back.

However, a pair of eyes took the bait slightly, and it was a bit mean.

At first glance, Yang Nian didn't like this woman very much.

"Who is making a noise here early in the morning?" The yellow-clothed girl only glanced at Xiang Rongrong lightly.

It was estimated that she hadn't seen Xiang Rongrong for a long time.

"Miss Xiang Lan," the two maids immediately flattered, "It seems that Miss Big Waste has returned... She also said that the yard belongs to her."

Hearing this, Xiang Lan frowned slightly, and those raised eyes lifted slightly and swept towards Xiang Rongrong.

His eyes were fixed on Xiang Rongrong for two seconds, "Oh? Who am I? Xiang Rongrong, you dare to come back."

Xiang Rongrong heard the words and looked at Xiang Lan, "Why don't I dare to come back?"

Xiang Lan didn't answer, only smiled sarcastically: "Your bet with Sister Rou a year ago was a complete joke. A person like you can't be Sister Rou's opponent even if you give you a hundred years."

"There is no place for you in Xiangjia now. This courtyard is mine now. You are not qualified to live here anymore. You should go and live in the woodshed with your father." Xiang Lan said contemptuously, "Maybe again. In a few days, you won't even have the chance to live in a firewood house! Two wastes!"

Not to mention Xiang Rongrong, even Yang Nian was furious when he heard it.

Xiang Rongrongyu clenched her hands tightly, her body trembled slightly, stared at Xiang Lan, and asked in a hoarse voice, "What did you say? My father! Live in a firewood house?"

Xiang Rongrong's eyes instantly turned red.

"It's not bad to live in a firewood house." Xiang Lan said coldly, "Xiang Rongrong, you haven't figured out where you are in Xiang's house, have you?"

"I advise you to get out of my courtyard while I'm not in a bad mood and look at you, it's an eyesore!" Xiang Lan became even more rude.

Xiang Rongrong gritted his teeth, his nails sinking into flesh and blood.

"You..." Xiang Rongrong hated to the extreme, "Treating my father... is not as good as a servant! Drive him to the firewood room!"

The next person has at least one decent place to live.

And her father, the eldest master of Xiangfu, actually lived in the firewood house!

Xiang Rongrong's heart was very chaotic. He had only been away for a year, and his father had been pushed out to such an extent.

Really hateful.

"So what?" Xiang Lan didn't care, looking unusually ruthless.

not like a family,

Or, they never regarded Xiang Rongrong and his daughter as a family.

Yang Nian became more and more disgusted with Xiang Lan.

No matter what, I want to get it back for Xiang Rongrong. I glared at Xiang Lan with big eyes, and then pulled Rongrong's jade hand with a small hand, "Sister Rongrong is not angry, the baby will teach you this Aunt!"

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