Mr. Rong felt so regretful at this moment. Look at what kind of bastard he did, but he actually stayed for one more day for his own selfish desires, which made his son suffer such sins.

"Who told you all to squeeze in? Didn't you see that there is no place to stay here? So many people squeezed here and spit out how much carbon dioxide? Do you know how many bacteria will be grown if the air doesn't circulate? Are you all deaf? I'll take it away immediately!" Young Master Rong naturally wouldn't spit at himself. As expected, he yelled at the group of servants who were stunned.

Hearing Mr. Rong's roar, the servants were as if they were facing a great enemy and immediately scattered like birds and beasts. They only left three senior servants to serve at any time according to Luo Anning's instructions.

At this point, Xiao Shuai, who was crying violently, heard the low roar, and the crying was immediately covered. The little guy opened his red-collided eyes and looked at his son with black eyes. For a moment, he forgot to continue crying.

As soon as the servant retreated, Mr. Rong walked to the floor-to-ceiling window and opened a small gap in the window. Because it was winter, the outdoors were extremely cold and the indoors were always constant. The servant was worried that the cold wind would pour in when opening the window, so the windows and doors were closed tightly.

The air in the room is really turbid!

The fresh cold wind poured in from the small crack and flowed out from the door. In a moment, the air in the room began to gradually become fresher.

After opening the window and turning around, Young Master Rong looked at himself calmly and was delighted when he saw that his son was not crying or making a fuss.

Hey, this kid finally didn't raise any more than vain, he actually knew him! And he gave face so much that he immediately calmed down as soon as he came out.

The pride and fatherly love arise in the heart of Mr. Rong, and there is also an increasingly inflated trend. On the other end, Jiang Peihua shouted: "Xiaoshuai, stop crying, don't cry, will mom be back now? Let's not cry, be good, mom will come with you later."

Accompanied by Jiang Peihua's words, there was also the familiar howling.

Before Rong Shaojun could take off his proud expression, his face turned dark again. His narrow phoenix eyes looked at his crying son with his eyes open. You guys, you're just playing tricks on me, right?

He took a few steps forward and was about to see the man's cowardly but not young son. Before he could touch him, his arm was hit by a palm. Rong Shao growled in anger: "Grandpa, what are you doing?"

How old he is, he still hits him with his palms casually, and there are still servants here!

What's more, it's so embarrassing to be too big in front of his son!

How can he establish his father's prestige in front of his son in the future!

"What are you doing? Of course, you are not allowed to touch Xiaoshuai!" Mr. Rong shook his beard and glared: "Look at you, Xiaoshuai will cry even harder as soon as you come, so don't think about touching him! If this tender voice is sore, it depends on how you compensate!"

"I am your grandson! Is there anyone who beats his grandson like this?" Rong Shao growled in dissatisfaction.

What is grandpa? A typical example of having a great-grandson, a grandson is considered a grass!

"I'm still your grandfather, what's wrong with hitting you?" Mr. Rong stared at him with a terrifying expression, "If you don't agree, come back."

Young Master Rong was angry and didn't bring such a provocative person! Could you go back if you know he couldn't be unfilial?

At some point, the little guy who was crying happily in the shaking bed gradually stopped. He looked at the two grandfathers and grandsons who were arguing by the bed with black eyes. The more he looked, the more interesting he became. Finally, he raised his two delicate arms and slapped them with a small slap.

Her handsome little face was curved with eyebrows and eyes, and her little mouth was giggling.
Chapter completed!