President Daddy is awesome: President loves to the bone

"Mr. Rong, how about...let me drive?" Seeing that Rong Yuxuan's mood was obviously wrong, Luo Qingye said worriedly.

"No need." Rong Yuxuan said as he opened the car door.

After a pause, he added lightly: "I won't make fun of Xiaobao's safety."

Seeing this, Luo Qingye couldn't say anything more, so she could only open the car door to get to the back row, and hugged Xiaobao in her arms.

Sure enough, Rong Yuxuan drove the car very steadily, even more steadily than when he came to the old house of the Rong family, so stable that it was almost impossible to see that he was extremely depressed at the moment.

However, the more this happened, the more Luo Qingye felt that Rong Yuxuan made people feel distressed.Like a wounded beast that can only lick its wounds alone...

Luo Qingye subconsciously hugged Xiaobao tightly.

After returning to Mingdu Emperor Garden, Rong Yuxuan opened the car door without saying a word and walked out, completely forgetting that Luo Qingye and Xiaobao were still in the car.

Luo Qingye took Xiaobao out of the car, and before she reached the door, she saw Mrs. Zhang standing on the steps looking at her with a worried face.

"How is it? Xiaoye, Mrs. Rong didn't make things difficult for you, did she?" When Luo Qingye walked in, Mrs. Zhang asked with some concern.

Luo Qingye quickly shook her head, looked at Mrs. Zhang and said, "Thank you Mrs. Zhang, I'm fine. Mr. Rong has been protecting me. But he..."

Mrs. Zhang knew what Luo Qingye meant, so she sighed subconsciously, and said, "You will know from now on, Mr. will be unhappy every time he goes back to the old house, and he will be fine tomorrow."

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly found that Rong Yuxuan, who had already gone upstairs, came down again for some reason, and it seemed that he probably heard what he said, and was a little embarrassed for a while.

Although Rong Yuxuan heard Mrs. Zhang's words, he didn't say anything, let alone reprimanded her, but walked over as if nothing had happened.

The door lock of this villa is a fingerprint lock, Rong Yuxuan pressed it a few times, and said to Luo Qingye: "Come and take a fingerprint."

"Oh, okay." Luo Qingye nodded quickly, and entered her fingerprints.

Rong Yuxuan deleted Bai Qianqian's fingerprints again, and then walked towards the second floor.

When Rong Yuxuan disappeared at the stairs, Mrs. Zhang let out a long breath, looked at Luo Qingye and said, "Xiaoye. You can also take Master Xiaobao upstairs to rest. It's already past Xiaoye." It's time for Master Bao to go to bed, and Master Xiao Bao still needs to wash up..."

Luo Qingye nodded: "Okay, then I'll take Xiaobao up, and Mrs. Zhang, you should also go to bed earlier."

Xiaobao's room also has its own bathroom. Looking at Xiaobao who insisted on taking a bath by himself, Luo Qingye was a little worried, and confirmed again: "Xiaobao, do you really want Elder Sister Xiaoye to help you?"

Xiaobao shook his head firmly.

Seeing Xiaobao's insistence, Luo Qingye had no choice but to say: "Okay, sister Xiaoye is waiting for you outside, if you have anything to do... just knock on the bathroom door, okay?"

Xiaobao still shook his head, thought for a while, picked up the clipboard and wrote: No need, Sister Xiaoye should go take a bath too, and you should go to bed earlier today.Tomorrow... there might be something tomorrow.

Maybe something will happen tomorrow?

Luo Qingye murmured subconsciously in her heart, and finally looked at Xiaobao with a smile, and said, "Okay then, Sister Xiaoye goes to take a bath first, and then come to see Xiaobao after a while, okay?"

Xiaobao nodded obediently.

However, Luo Qingye came out after taking a bath and changing clothes, but she still didn't go to Xiaobao's room to see him, because...

Xiao Bao had already slept in a ball on her bed.

Looking at Xiaotuanzi on the bed, Luo Qingye only felt that her heart was softened to the point of embarrassment. She didn't even think about taking Xiaobao back to her own room. Po lay down.

No dream.