Chapter 108 - : The Cause Of Misfortune Is The Moonlight

Chapter 108: The Cause Of Misfortune Is The Moonlight
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This question, no matter how it was answered, would not be splendid.

I am not pleased that you are so happy.
Ye Ling did not mind whether she gave a reply. His gaze was so cold that it seemed to have frozen into ice. He was so near to getting what he wanted, but it was over now. At this moment, it would not make any difference as to who rang the doorbell.

Sir, I used my fingers to predict. Little princess says that the moonlight is not good tonight, and it is not suitable for her to reincarnate.


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Ye Ling stared at her.
Shen Qianshu held Ye Ling’s face and said in a sincere tone,
Sir, if I do not get pregnant with the little princess, our xx will be a waste of energy. Let’s talk about it again another day.

The women below him were like fish waiting to be slaughtered. He did not expect that she was given a new lease of life. This calm, composed, and shameless remark made him speechless for a few seconds. Shen Qianshu would get sick of him thereafter. Shen Qianshu was trying frantically to escape from the small theater.
Her movements were exceptionally agile.
Shen Qianshu opened the door. Zhong Ran had brought little Tong Hua, and they were standing at the door.

Mummy?
Mummy was indeed in the demon’s room.
The demon had definitely bullied mummy.
Zhong Ran said,
Little Master said he wanted to go back and find you, but you were not in. He could not open the door. I thought that you might be here with Young Master; hence, I brought him here to look for you.

Ye Ling came out from the little theater. Zhong Ran had already sensed something was fishy. He could see that Miss Shen’s lips had been ravaged.

Young Master’s lips were actually bitten by someone. You have just done something out of the blue, weren’t you afraid of losing your face?


Young Master, what happened to your lips?
Zhong Ran added fuel to the fire. It was as if he had discovered a new continent.
Shen Qianshu’s ears had turned red. She was sure that Zhong Ran had done it on purpose.
Tong Hua, who was at the side, clapped his little hands.
Wow, this is really good. The image is very unique.


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Shen Qianshu was speechless.

…
Zhong Ran stared blankly at him.

Little Master, your reaction is one of a kind.

Ye Ling’s gaze sank.
Get lost!

Tong Hua said,
Chameleon, amazing huh. The story that you said was all a lie. He looked just like an unreasonable tyrant.

Shen Qianshu hurriedly pulled little Tong Hua and slipped away to safety.
They had to leave the place as soon as possible.
Ye Ling narrowed his eyes.
What rubbish did you say to him again?


Young Master, I am greatly praising your heroism and brilliance and working hard to score points for you. Do I have an increase in pay?


Get lost!

Zhong Ran also slipped away to safety. Ye Ling slammed the door.
Finally, the world was quiet.
Shen Qianshu brought Tong Hua back to her own room. Her heart was beating rapidly. She was like a little fox that was caught from the forest. She was obviously scared to death, but when she was in an unfamiliar environment, she had to stay calm and composed.
Her heart had been in a mess since.

Blame it on the enchanting moonlight.

Yes, it was the fault of the moonlight.

Oh, no, it is the music’s fault!

She wanted to complain.

Was Ye Ling’s condition considered as normal?


Why didn’t she leave just now?

She had nearly died.


Mummy, your face is very red. Are you having a fever?
Tong Hua asked. Little Tong Hua was a drama expert, but he was a child after all. He could see and understand the relations and hidden emotions between adults but could not understand why.
Mummy looked very nervous.

A little warm.
Shen Qianshu adjusted the air-conditioning to a lower temperature. She plunged into the bathroom and turned on the tap, using both hands to cup the water and splash her face.
It was very warm.
She had to stay further away from Ye Ling.
Little Tong Hua took his cell phone and logged into his Weibo account. Lin Xiaojuan had sent some of his travel pictures. The pictures had been edited. The pictures that Shen Qianshu had taken of him in the street could be used to enter a competition.
There was a group of fans who had left comments in the screen below.
Little Tong Hua pursed his lips. How could it be enough to just lick himself? If he wanted mummy to get married, he needed to let more people see mummy’s exceptional beauty.

Ok, just do it.