584.Chapter 584 The Little Devil Appears [5]

Young Master Rong felt regretful at this moment. Look what bastard things he had done. He stayed for one more day for his own selfish desires and made his son suffer so much.

"Who asked you all to squeeze in? Didn't you see that there is no place to stay here? How much carbon dioxide will be emitted by so many people crowded here? Do you know how many bacteria will breed if the air is not circulated? Everyone is deafened. Well, get them all out right away!" Naturally, Young Master Rong would not express the anger in his heart, so he ideally yelled at the group of servants who were dizzy with anxiety.

Hearing Young Master Rong's roar, the servants immediately dispersed like birds and beasts as if facing a powerful enemy. Following Luo Anning's instructions, three senior servants were left behind to serve at any time.

At this end, the handsome boy was crying hard. When he heard a low roar, his cry was immediately muffled. The little guy opened his eyes that were red from crying, and looked at his father with his black eyes. For a moment, he forgot to ask for more. Keep crying about this.

As soon as the servant withdrew, Mr. Rong walked to the floor-to-ceiling window and opened the window a small crack. Because it was winter, it was extremely cold outside and the indoor temperature was constant all year round. The servant was worried that opening the window would let cold wind in, so he kept the window open. Close tightly.

The air indoors is really turbid!

The fresh cold wind poured in through the small crack and flowed out from the door. After a while, the air in the room gradually began to feel fresher.

Young Master Rong opened the window and turned around. When he saw that his son was no longer crying or making trouble, he looked at him steadily and felt happy.

Hey, this kid didn’t raise him in vain, he actually knows his father! Moreover, he was so generous that he immediately calmed down as soon as I took action.

The pride and fatherly love arose spontaneously in Young Master Rong's heart, and this trend was getting bigger and bigger. On the other side, Jiang Peihua whispered: "Xiao Shuai, stop crying, stop crying, isn't mom coming back soon?" ? Let’s stop crying, be good, mother will be with you soon.”

Accompanying Jiang Peihua's words was the familiar sound of crying.

Before the proud expression on Rong Shaojun's face could be removed, his face darkened again. His narrow phoenix eyes looked at his son who was crying with his eyes open. "You brat, you were just kidding me, weren't you?" ?

He took a few steps forward to see the man's timid but not young son. Before he reached out to touch him, his arm was knocked to the side by a palm. Young Master Rong growled angrily: "Grandpa, what are you doing?" do what?"

How old is he, yet you can hit him with your palm casually, and there are still servants here!

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

Let him establish his authority as a father in front of his son in the future!

"What are you doing? Of course you are not allowed to touch the handsome boy!" Mr. Rong blew his beard and stared: "Look at you, the handsome boy cries even more when you come, so don't even think about touching him! If you cry with such a delicate voice, It’s broken, let’s see how you compensate!”

"I am your grandson! Can anyone beat his own grandson like this?" Young Master Rong growled dissatisfied.

Grandpa, what does this mean? Typical of having a great-grandson, the grandson is nothing more than a piece of grass!

"I'm still your grandfather, what's wrong with hitting you?" Mr. Rong had a tigerish face and glared with an expression of 'I'll beat you back if you don't accept it'.

Mr. Rong is so angry that he would not be so provocative! Why don't you fight back knowing that he can't be unfilial?

At some point, the little guy who was sobbing happily in the crib gradually stopped. His dark eyes looked at the grandfather and grandson arguing beside the bed. The more he looked at it, the more interesting he became. Finally, he raised his two delicate arms. The palms were slapped one after another.

The eyebrows on the handsome little face were arched, and the little mouth grinned and giggled.

The laughter was as clear and sweet as a silver bell, instantly stopping the bickering grandfather and grandson.