Hi, My Sweet Lil Moe Wife! Chapter 1721 – Not putting Zhan mo in his eyes at all

Chapter 1721: Not putting Zhan mo in his eyes at all

Ruan Mengmeng’s indignant voice had just been heard outside the study room, but it disappeared after a while.

Zhan mo, who had already locked the door of the study, finally obtained a moment of peace and quiet. He should be satisfied at this time.

However, Yingluo

He knew that ruan Mengmeng hated being followed around by Zhan qingze. Based on his understanding of ruan Mengmeng these days, she wasn’t someone who would give up after saying a few words to Zhan qingze.

Why was there no sound outside the door?

With Zhan MO’S cold personality, he would never let his thoughts run wild.

Now, however, he could not calm down and his thoughts were being pulled by ruan Mengmeng.

Finally, after sitting there for two minutes, the man got up and opened the study door.

The girl who had been making a ruckus outside his door had disappeared, and the entire corridor was empty.

Zhan mo walked out of the study and took two steps towards the stairs. 1–1e heard a voice coming from the small study.

miss ruan, you can’t do this. These are all miss Jia ‘er’s favorite things. If miss Jia’ er comes back and sees them, she’ll be sad.

After the old housekeeper Wang Qin had colluded with Zhou Jiaojiao to be punished, Zhan mo had chosen a gentle woman from the old servants, nanny Zhou, to be in charge of the housekeeper’s Affairs.

The advice that Zhan mo was listening to now really came trom the gentle new

Butler, nanny Zhou.

miss ruan, please stop, ran ran. You can’t tear ran ran apart anymore.

The voice came from the direction of the small study. Zhan mo frowned slightly and could guess what ruan Mengmeng was doing.

In the small study room, what else was Jia ‘er’s favorite thing besides the photo albums that he had ordered no one to touch?

The man’s face darkened and he walked quickly to the small study.

Just as she reached the door of the small study, she saw that the door was wide open.

Ruan Mengmeng was sitting on the ground, tearing up the photos in her ‘treasured album’ one by one.

The photos were scattered all over the floor, and the photo album had been ‘roughly’ crushed into a ball by ruan Mengmeng, rolling on the floor.

The new Butler, nanny Zhou, was trying her best to persuade her, but she did not dare to stop ruan Mengmeng.

As for Zhan qingze, he was even more free. He simply stood by the door and watched as ruan Mengmeng tore up the photos, not having the slightest intention of stopping her.

“What are you doing? who allowed you to touch Jia ‘er’s things?” Zhan mo finally couldn’t stand it anymore and walked closer with a dark face.

When ruan Mengmeng heard Zhan Mo’s words, she raised her head to look at him. Then, she lowered her head again and continued to tear.

She still needed two more books to tear.

Seeing that ruan Mengmeng was silent, the Butler was afraid that she would anger Zhan mo even more, so he quickly said, “Young master, miss ruan is probably feeling frustrated during her pregnancy. All pregnant women are like this. It’s easy for pregnant women to have a bad temper. Please don’t take it to heart.”

The new Butler was an old servant with a mild temper. 1–1e was always protective of the pregnant ruan Mengmeng.

Of course, this was also because young master’s attitude towards miss ruan was very different.

Although the young master had never directly expressed his opinion, as a servant, she had to serve people and naturally knew how to read people’s expressions.

Young master mo loved miss ruan, and his protection of miss ruan was no less than miss Jia ‘er’s.

Now, this was already a secret that was tacitly kept in the small villa.

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When Zhan mo saw that ruan Mengmeng not only ignored him, but also continued to destroy Jia ‘er’s things as if no one else was around, his face suddenly turned extremely ugly.

He stopped her in a low voice, “don’t tear apart the Pixiu again.”

SSSS-” before she could finish her sentence, ruan Mengmeng tore another photo.

Looking at his posture, he did not seem to have taken Zhan MO’s words seriously.

Zhan mo,”hehe..”