Lu Fengxuan naturally trusted him, her expression eased, and she couldn't help saying, "Had I known this would happen, I shouldn't have left the two little ones alone at the old house that day."
That way, they wouldn't have been taken advantage of by the mother and son from Qingwu Courtyard, who were now here to disgust them.
"It was the patriarch's request, how could you refuse," Yu Chiyin's voice was ice-cold, "If the people in the old house are unclean, then it's just as well—it's a good opportunity to kill the chicken to warn the monkeys."
"Mommy, where are you? I want to go to the garden to play, come with me and Auntie Kē..." Jiujiu called out in the living room.
Lu Fengxuan turned and responded, and Jiujiu, knowing that she was on the balcony, ran over and hugged her legs, acting coquettishly.
"Axuan, keep the two little ones company, I might come home late today."
"Hmm, don't be too late."
