Chapter 611: Chapter 611[ the Little Devil King’s long tooth ][22]
Translator: 549690339
How similar were the circumstances of these two people.
A secret love might really be a sweet and sour torture.
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“Bang… Crackle… crackle…”a series of sounds made the servants downstairs feel uneasy.
No one was allowed to enter young master Rong’s Nursery. It had already been smashed for a long time.
!!
It was fine for Young Master Rong to smash things, but Young Master Rong was still inside!
It was said that a vicious tiger would not eat its own child. Young Master Rong would not be so angry that he would be cruel to do anything to Young Master Rong, right?
Old Master Rong went to accompany his old friend for a bird walk. Jiang Peihua also invited a few noblewomen to have afternoon tea. At this moment, there was not a single person in the huge Rong residence who could suppress young master Rong!
Butler Zhang mustered up his courage and went to knock on the door, he shouted into the room, “Young Master Rong, calm down! Calm down! Young Master Rong is still young. If he has committed any mistakes, we will teach him. We can not punish the child physically. It will leave a shadow on the child! Young Master Rong, can we talk about it slowly and vent it out slowly? Young Master Rong is still young. We must not scare him into getting sick.”
The nursery was a mess. Everything that could be smashed had been smashed, and most of the things that could not be smashed had been destroyed. The little fella was sitting in the rocking bed unharmed. He had never seen such a big scene since he was born, at this moment, he was already so shocked by the loud noise that he started to cry.
After smashing, young master Rong was slightly panting. He took a few big steps towards the little guy. The young commander was crying even louder.
Outside the door, the people who heard the crying were so scared that their hands and feet went soft.
Oh My God! The child that Young Master Rong had spent so much effort to get was now abusing the child while young madam was not at home!
This was too cruel and inhumane!
After Butler Zhang weighed the pros and cons, for the future of the young commander and the future of the Rong family, he decisively decided to abandon young master Rong and switch to young Madam Rong’s camp
He was going to complain!
While Luo Anning was in a daze, her phone rang as if it was urging her to die. She groped around in a daze and finally found her phone on the bedside table.
Without even opening her eyes, she picked up the call. “Who hates calling in the middle of the night…”
“Young madam, this is bad!”! Young Master Rong had locked himself and Young Master Rong in the nursery for the entire afternoon! Young Master Rong had smashed many things, and Young Master Rong was crying non-stop. None of us could enter. Now that the old master and Madam weren’t home, we were worried… worried that young master Rong, who was in a rage, wouldn’t be rational enough to hurt Young Master Rong! Young Madam, please think of something!”Luo Anning had not finished her complaint, butler Zhang’s anxious words entered her ears. Luo Anning quivered and instantly woke up.
What? Rong Yan actually locked Young Master Rong in the nursery? He was smashing things, and Young Master Rong kept crying?
Does that mean that he actually abused his son while she was away?
Thinking of this, Luo Anning was so angry that her heart almost jumped out of her chest. What a Good Rong Yan!
You promised me that you would take good care of little handsome. I didn’t expect you to be such a bastard. You even abused your son!
You Bastard!
“Butler Zhang, pass the phone to Rong Yan. I’ll tell him personally!”Luo Anning said coldly.
Butler Zhang couldn’t wait for Luo Anning to tell Young Master Rong personally. There were only a few young master Rong’s, and young madam happened to be one of them.
When Butler Zhang knocked on the door of the nursery, he was afraid that the people inside couldn’t hear him, so he shouted loudly, “Young Master Rong, Young Mistress is on the phone. She wants to talk to you! Please open the door!”
Inside the door, Young Master Rong was about to walk into his son’s room, but he stopped in his tracks. The phone call came so soon?
His fingers slowly stroked his chin, and his phoenix-like eyes looked at his son who was crying non-stop. He quickened his steps, squatted down by the side of the rocking bed, and said encouragingly, “Good son, Come, Cry Louder! Your Mother will be back soon!”