Chapter 902 Dare to Hit My Daughter? !

That night, Cheng Qing brought a large army to Fushengju.

Liang Shun, Liang Liang, and Liang Xi all came, as well as some high-level bayonets.

A lot of people came, and the Fushengju could be said to be unprecedentedly lively.

Leng Rongrong felt that they were holding some kind of big banquet in Fushengju.

She, Quan Yu, Baofeng, etc. all looked at the bayonet group with very sympathetic eyes. The bayonet group was still laughing and said that they can eat the meal cooked by the boss of the underworld empire. Very face-saving.

Others would have to make an appointment to have a meal with fourth master, and they would never be able to make an appointment in their lifetime, even if they spent a lot of money, they would not be able to have a meal with fourth master.

But they are amazing, fourth master cooks food for them by himself.

"It's too honorable to say it! It's still the young lady who is amazing!"

"Of course, who am I? I'm Cheng Qing! If you tell me, you may not know that Fourth Master Mo has never even cooked for his own wife!"

Cheng Qing is complacent.

Leng Rongrong looked at Cheng Qing sympathetically, and said in a low voice, "Don't be too happy."

Cheng Qing looked at Leng Rongrong, and smiled boldly, "Are you jealous?"

Leng Rongrong shook her head, "No."

"Hahaha, you're jealous, Master Rong would be jealous too!" Cheng Qing rushed in front of Leng Rongrong, "Hey, are you particularly jealous of me?"

Leng Rongrong: ...I feel sorry for you.

"It's still early for dinner, let's compete?"

Cheng Qing suddenly asked excitedly.

"It's okay, but I think it's better for you to save some energy for eating." Leng Rongrong blinked her eyes, her expression was very serious.

"Just call if you can, so much nonsense, when did you talk so much?" Cheng Qing rolled his eyes.

Then, the two started fighting.

When Bai Wanrong came back, she happened to see Leng Rongrong and Cheng Qing fighting in the front yard.

Then, she jumped off the horse almost quickly, and rushed towards Cheng Qing with a very violent over-the-shoulder fall.

Cheng Qing:! ! ! !

Leng Rongrong looked at Bai Wanrong in shock.

Then I saw Bai Wanrong about to beat up Cheng Qing, "Although I can't believe it, it turns out that she is my daughter. How dare you bully my daughter?"

Bai Wanrong looked very angry and protective.

When Leng Rongrong heard this, she was completely moved.

This is her mother, although she still doesn't want to accept the fact that she is a daughter, but when she sees her being bullied, she rushes forward to help and protect herself without saying a word.

"Damn, Leng Rongrong, you are sick! You can't beat me, and you still ask your mother for help? Are you still breastfeeding?"

Cheng Qing was inconceivable.

Then, she was punched by Bai Wanrong.

Leng Rongrong: "You're wrong!"

"First, I can beat you! Second, I didn't ask my mother for help. My mother took the initiative to help me, but I am very happy!" Leng Rongrong's lips were raised, very happy.

It feels so good to have a mom!

She wished she could turn back into a milk doll!

"Well, even if I can't beat you, you can't ask your mother for help, can you? Besides, you're not ashamed, but proud?"

Cheng Qing's face twitched, looking very angry and depressed.

Bai Wanrong saw that she was about to beat up Cheng Qing again, but was stopped by Leng Rongrong.

"Mom, stop hitting, we're just playing, she's not really bullying me." Leng Rongrong stopped Bai Wanrong.

"Really?" Bai Wanrong glanced at Leng Rongrong, "I thought about it, although I don't remember, but if it is true, you will be my daughter in the future. I have to be responsible for you. Anyway, in the future, I will protect you Watching you, whoever bullies you, tell me."

Saying that, Bai Wanrong glanced at Leng Rongrong's ring, "Since it's yours, I won't snatch it from you."

Then, Bai Wanrong was very awkward, turned around and left cursing.

Leng Rongrong was in a good mood.

She pulled Cheng Qing up from the ground.

"Really your mother? She looks quite similar to you, but she looks about the same age as you, maybe it's your sister." Cheng Qing frowned, "But the strength is really as perverted as you Big... so, is your strength like a cow inherited?"

"Maybe." Leng Rongrong rushed into the house in a good mood to find her own mother.

After Cheng Qing entered the room, he had been waiting with anticipation for today's full banquet.

Bayonet and some others are also very interested.

I don't know how Fourth Master Mo is busy in the kitchen alone.

Leng Rongrong followed behind Bai Wanrong's buttocks, and her mother and mother kept yelling and shouting non-stop.

"Shut up!" Bai Wanrong glared at Leng Rongrong unbearably, "Have you shouted enough? My head is getting bigger. Also, don't call me mom, how old am I?"

"Little Mom?" Leng Rongrong froze for a moment, then shook her head, something was wrong.

"Sister!" Bai Wanrong snorted.

"Sister Wanrong?" Leng Rongrong smiled at Bai Wanrong, "It's fine, as long as you like it."

Fourth Master Mo's Man-Han Banquet was quite fast.

When Li Ruhua finished a few dishes, on the big round table next to him, the whole banquet was also ready.

Probably to maintain a sense of mystery or to prevent the escape of the big goose last time, every dish of Fourth Master Mo was covered with a lid, so he couldn't see what was inside.

Leng Rongrong and the others sat at the dining table made by Huahua, and when they saw Mo Linyuan's table, they were a little horrified.

They all looked at each other, then moved the table back.

"It's too miserable for you, isn't Fourth Master going to feed you?"

"Si Ye has done so much, why don't you eat together?"

Liang Shun and the others all looked in the direction of Leng Rongrong's table. It seemed that the dishes Li Ruhua cooked were a bit shabby, but here, there was a full banquet, and the big round table was filled with beautiful and delicate pots.

"Is your husband bullying you?" Bai Wanrong sat next to Leng Rongrong, and asked for no reason, "Don't let you eat his cooking? Is it so outrageous?"

"Sister Wanrong, what he cooks is inedible, you'll know after a while."

Leng Rongrong glanced at it and said, "The food he cooks is scarier than yours."

"There is something wrong with what you said. Why is my cooking terrible?" Bai Wanrong was dissatisfied, "I worked so hard to cook you a meal, and it's fine if you fail. The impression left is only terrible?"

Leng Rongrong covered her mouth, "Okay, it's not terrible, Fourth Master did something terrible!"

"It's ready to eat." Mo Linyuan brought out the last soup.

"Hurry up, hurry up, there is a scent, it seems delicious!"

Someone got excited.

Then, someone opened a lid.

"Wow, the knife is very good, and the plate is very delicate! What is this? Cucumber?"

"Let me try it, it looks delicious."