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Morning, the Heir - Chapter 150

But in the face of the present situation, she felt very angry, and she was restless and uncomfortable. She wanted to cry, scream and lose her temper. When Xue Haolin was stolen by Lin Xin’er, she was not feeling the same.

When Leng Yihuang was still Lin Hai, he accompanied Lin Xiaomi every day. So Lin Xiaomi felt very secure. But now she had recovered his identity as Leng Yihuang.

He had rich wealth and high status, and there were many excellent women around him.

‘How important am I in his heart?’

Thinking of Cheng Min’s complacent look, Lin Xiaomi would like to give Cheng Min a beating, just like she beat Lin Xin’er before.

She glared at the bedroom door, and she thought Leng Yihuang would come to comfort her. However, after waiting for a long time, Leng Yihuang didn’t come to her. So Lin Xiaomi was disappointed with Leng Yihuang.

She angrily carried her bag straight into the bathroom. Then she poured the mango-flavor bath milk she just bought today into the bottle of bath milk that Leng Yihuang often used. At the thought of Leng Yihuang being covered in red bumps and scratching ears and cheeks in embarrassment because of allergy, Lin Xiaomi’s anger slowly subsided.

In the study, Leng Yihuang suddenly stood up. But his body was shaking obviously because of his discomfort. At that time, Cheng Min quickly went to support him, “Young master, your fever has just gone, so I suggest you lie down and have a rest. Do you still have a pain in your head? Let me massage you for a while.”

After making Lin Xiaomi angry, Cheng Min was very happy.

‘I have never seen such an unruly person like Lin Xiaomi.’

‘Does Lin Xiaomi think she is qualified enough to be Mrs. Leng?’

‘She simply doesn’t deserve our young master.’

Leng Yihuang bathed in cold water many times last night. His wound touched water. So he was infected and inflamed today and had a fever all day.

He had a headache when he had a fever because he had been hit hard to the head before.

Cheng Min had studied massage systematically before. After being massaged by her for a while, Leng Yihuang’s head was not as painful as before.

As soon as Cheng Min’s hand was about to continue to massage Leng Yihuang, Leng Yihuang suddenly turned his head and slightly avoided her touch, “I’m much better. You go out first.”

‘He allowed me to give him a massage just now. He always likes my massage. But why does he suddenly dislike me massaging him?’

Cheng Min thought of Lin Xiaomi, who was angry just now, ‘Is he unhappy because of Lin Xiaomi?’

Cheng Min was very jealous of Lin Xiaomi, so she couldn’t help saying, “Young Master, some of my words may not be appropriate. But Madam is really unruly. The president will not be happy to learn of her actions.”

Leng Yihuang pinched his eyebrows, “She’s been a bit moody lately. She may have suffered some setbacks outside. I’ll go and talk to her later.”

Looking at Leng Yihuang’s handsome side face, Cheng Min really wanted to ask why he loved Lin Xiaomi so much.

But she knew it was inappropriate for her to ask.

In fact, what she thought was that if Lin Xiaomi could marry him, she was also qualified to marry him.

They grew up together. No one in the world knew Leng Yihuang better than her.

But Cheng Min could only hide these thoughts in her heart.

Leng Yihuang sat in the study for a while, and then walked out of the study after he was fully awake.

He went directly into the kitchen, but the kitchen was very quiet, and there was no smell of food as usual.

“Where has the Madam gone?” Leng Yihuang asked.

“Young Master, the Madam should be in the bedroom.”

Leng Yihuang looked at the clock on the wall and turned to go upstairs. As soon as he entered the bedroom, he saw Lin Xiaomi, who curled up in the quilt like a cocoon.

Thinking that she had just woken him up, Leng Yihuang angrily kicked the heavy bed, “Why do you go to bed so early? Get up and cook.”

Lin Xiaomi curled up in the quilt, and she didn’t want to cook for Leng Yihuang.

‘Go away. I’m not your cook.’

“I’m talking to you, don’t you hear me?” Leng Yihuang kicked the bed while saying.

But she just kept silent, and turned her back to Leng Yihuang, and did not even make a response.

Young Master Leng had not been treated like this, ‘You were afraid of me before. I’ve only spoiled you for two days. Are you being haughty because of my love and indulgence?’

“Get up.” Leng Yihuang said solemnly.

In fact, Lin Xiaomi was a little afraid of Leng Yihuang. Before, she was afraid of Leng Yihuang when he was angry. Now she was more afraid of him.

After all, Leng Yihuang’s identity was different.

Lin Xiaomi said reluctantly, “I don’t want to get up.”

Leng Yihuang frowned, standing beside the bed, who seemed to suddenly think of something.

Sitting by the bed, he asked Lin Xiaomi, “Do you have a stomachache again?”

Lin Xiaomi answered him casually, “No.”

“Why do you go to bed so early? Get up and cook for me.”

Lin Xiaomi suddenly got angry and sat up from the bed, “I’m not your chef. Why do you let me cook for you every day? Besides, Cheng Min’s cooking is a thousand times better than mine. Why don’t you let her cook for you? Why do you two make out in your room and let me cook for you? You deserve to be starved.”

No one had ever dared to lash out at Leng Yihuang. The woman even said he deserved to be starved.

“Have you forgotten the agreement we signed?”

Although Lin Xiaomi did not forget the agreement, she was still very angry, “I don’t cook anyway. I don’t eat.”

Leng Yihuang stood by the bed and looked at her coldly. He was born with a sense of deterrence. Especially when he was serious, he had a kind of awe-inspiring aristocratic temperament.

Lin Xiaomi hesitated for a moment, ‘Is it not good for me to talk back to him like this? I’d better apologize to him. In fact, it’s not hard to make a meal.’

Leng Yihuang suppressed his anger and asked her seriously, “What happened to you outside? Why are you crazy at home?”

‘He says I am crazy?’

Lin Xiaomi used to be spoiled by Lin Hai. But Leng Yihuang was different from Lin Hai. He never learned how to pamper a person. Since he was born, he had been loved by everyone. He could tolerate Lin Xiaomi’s childish temper, but he couldn’t let her make a row or cause disturbance for no reason.

Lin Xiaomi said sadly, “Am I crazy? I didn’t think you were such a man. If you like Cheng Min, why do you marry me? Since you married me, why do you want to make out with her? Are you just trying to disgust me?”

Leng Yihuang just brought down a fever and was suddenly scared awake. He was a little confused. At this time, he finally understood why she was angry. He frowned and looked at her with some irritation, “Don’t talk nonsense. I didn’t make out with her.”

“Don’t you admit it? I’ve found out everything between you.”

“What have you found out?” Leng Yihuang asked seriously.

Lin Xiaomi hesitated, ‘Can I say what I saw?’

‘Cheng Min looked at him with admiration?’

‘Was Cheng Min so close to him?’

‘Cheng Min tried to kiss him?’

‘But Cheng Min after all did not kiss him, she won’t admit these things. Then I will be accused of wronging her.’

“Cheng Min loves you.”

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