One Year Marriage

"I……"

   Zuo Xing was startled by the young master's sudden coldness, his little heart trembled quietly, hey, it seems that he accidentally hit the muzzle again.

"I……"

   She hesitated for a long time and couldn't get a word out. After all, isn't it an impossible task to ask him to invite H, who can't see the tail of the dragon?

  Otherwise, should you refuse?

  Thinking of this, Zuo Xing secretly encouraged himself, but before he could speak, he listened to his young master's order to evict guests, "Let H report to the group within a week, you can go out!"

What?

   Let H report to the group within a week?

  God, give him a week, he may not be able to find someone, let alone successfully invite them...

   Zuo Xing became more and more frustrated, and in the next second, he was kicked out by Dongfang Jue.

   The huge ward suddenly became quiet.

  Dongfang Jue sat on the bed and flipped through the documents, but from time to time he glanced in the direction of the bedside table. After several times in a row, he finally couldn't hold back his curiosity, reached out and picked up the phone.

  Fingerprint unlock, what appears in sight is a text message.

  【Uncle, did you quarrel with my aunt? She cried all night last night. 】

   Did she cry?

  Dongfang Jue frowned, the girl's tearful eyes unconsciously appeared in her mind, and an uncomfortable feeling gradually poured out of her chest.

   He put the phone back in place and didn't make any reply, but after a minute, he picked up the phone and took another look, his deep eyes narrowed slightly, and there were a few complicated dim lights.

   pursed his lips and pondered for a moment, then he simply replied with two words: "No!"

   He didn't quarrel with her, because he never gave her a chance to quarrel...

  Thinking of this, he remembered the aggrieved look in her eyes when she was pushed out of the door a few days ago, and couldn't help but feel even more annoyed.

   Damn!

  Dongfang Jue cursed lowly, resenting why she was so easily influenced by her...

The    text message ringing interrupted Dongfang Jue's thoughts. He glanced down at his phone and saw Murong Hao reply like this, [Uncle, can you come to Q country to play? My aunt is getting engaged soon, but I think you're the only one worthy of her! 】

   Looking at this text message, Dongfang Jue's eyes sank. For some reason, she felt pity for this sensible little Zhengtai.

   Obviously he is Murong Xi's son, but he can't call Mommy openly;

   Obviously only four years old, but mature like an adult;

   Obviously at the age of naive and ignorant, but he was heartbroken for Mommy's life-long event...

  This kid, it's not easy...

Dongfang Jue admitted that he liked Murong Hao from the bottom of his heart. Even if he knew that he was the child of Murong Xi and someone else, he still didn't hate him. He even had the slightest thought that he was his son... …

   However, he and Murong Xi only met four years ago. Even if Murong Xi became pregnant after that night, the child would be at most about the same age as Haohao, and Murong Hao's age was obviously not suitable...

   Therefore, Murong Hao would never be his child anyway!

  【Uncle, do you really dislike my aunt? 】

   He didn't reply to the text message, Murong Hao seemed to be in a hurry, and hurriedly sent another one.

   Dongfang Jue sneered in a low voice, thinking, what if you like it?

   The feeling of being toyed with in the palm of his hand is not at all uncomfortable, and the reason why he fell in love with Murong Xi was completely bewitched by her innocent appearance...

   This knowledge made Dongfang Jue's face even worse, so he simply replied: