The Noble Lord Is So Fierce: Greeting Kiss, My Sweet Wife

Steward Feng felt that the air around him was condensing. He watched the young master exuding a chill, fearing that the young master would make more mistakes, and hurried forward.

"Young Master...Hurry up and eat!" Steward Feng stepped forward, trying to take Young Master away.

Mo Qijue's stern face was cold, his eyes were cold, and he sternly reprimanded, "Is the grass in the garden pulled up?"

"No, there is no young master yet, I will go right now." The steward Feng was also taken aback, holding the hands of the young master in a daze, almost throwing Tong Lele to the ground.

When Tong Lele fell, he quickly hugged.

"Grandpa, I said that you should not hug your baby easily when you are old. If you break it, can you afford it? How can you explain to my mom?" Tong Lele was almost thrown on the ground by the butler.

He paled with fright.

Mo Qijue stood up swiftly, with a chill, commanding, "You two go to the garden to pull weeds together, and you are not allowed to eat if you have not finished it!"

"Huh?" Tong Lele was held in her arms by the steward Feng, and couldn't believe what she heard.

Mo Qijue just asked him to pull weeds?

"Now, immediately, go to weeding immediately!" Mo Qijue said impatiently, pulling on his tie.

"Oh! Daddy, you really have menopause! You have such a big fire..." Tong Lele was also shocked by the anger on Mo Qijue.

Why does this man ask him to pull weeds?

When a man reaches this age, he doesn't have a girlfriend or wife around him, and it's really easy for menopause!

No, he must take advantage of his youth to find out which girl is suitable for him.

"Pull the weeds, young master, let's go to pull the weeds!" Feng Guanjia was afraid that Mo Qijue would continue to get angry and make even more terrifying orders, and left with Tong Lele in his arms.

Tong Lele was held by the steward Feng and ran.

"The matter of pulling weeds can be left to the gardener. I saw that the tools for repairing the garden are complete. If it doesn't work, I will hire a few more gardeners. There is a mine at home, but it is not without the conditions. Why should I be reduced to my baby son weed?"

Tong Lele pointed at Mo Qijue behind him, looked at the steward Feng and asked, "Isn't he, my scumbag, is he confused?"

"Little Master..."

Steward Feng looked at the young master in shock.

This is the little master?

Why is the young master sometimes indifferent and sometimes enthusiastic?

Sometimes taciturn, sometimes talkative?

Hey, the young master is so pitiful. I just fell off my head last time and it's not normal anymore.

In the huge garden, the housekeeper Feng took the gadget for weeding and handed it to the young master, "Little master."

"Grandpa, I think you're always confused. Daddy Mo Qijue asked me to pull weeds. Are you really letting me work?"

Tong Lele found a rocking chair and sat down, and said to the servant on the side, "Go, give me some snacks and pastries for my little master, you can't explain to your master if the baby is starving."

"..." Steward Feng looked at the young master with such helpless expression.

Forget it, the young master is also the young master. He was really confused just now before calling the young master to work.

The servant on the side hurried to the kitchen to get pastries for the young master.

Then met Mo Qijue.

Mo Qijue glanced at the servants who had their son's favorite food recently, and asked coldly, "Who is this for?"

"It was the young master who ordered him to eat." The servant answered truthfully.

"Give it to me." Mo Qijue's voice was cold.

The servant was stunned, and quickly passed the snacks and pastries.

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