MTL - Extreme Pampering After Marriage-Chapter 52 "Let my younger sister go to the Lin family?"

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  Chapter 52 "Let my sister go to the Lin family?"

   "Excuse me, did we wake you up?" Xu Youyou stood up with a sorry expression on her face.

  Mo Shenbai glanced at Xu Jialu, who was slumped on the sofa, and said softly after closing his eyes: "You have to go to class tomorrow, go to bed early."

  Hearing this, Xu Youyou turned to look at Xu Jialu, a little worried.

  Xu Jialu also knew that it was too late, so he waved his hand, "Go to bed quickly, I'm fine."

  Xu Youyou nodded, "Brother, don't worry, I won't let Lin Yin sue you."

   "I'm afraid he'll be a hammer." Mentioning Lin Yin, Xu Jialu's forehead was furious, but he still tried to hold back in front of his younger sister, and forced a smile, "Take care of your school and don't worry about adults."

  Xu Youyou pouted, he was just a few years older than himself, how could he become an adult.

  After Xu Youyou went upstairs, Mo Shenbai raised his foot and kicked Xu Jialu's leg: "The lawyer will deal with the matter of the Lin family tomorrow, so you can leave now."

  Xu Jialu glanced at him, "No need, I can handle it myself."

   "How to solve it?" Mo Shen and Bai Fei sneered, "Let my sister go to the Lin family?"

   "Crazy." Xu Jialu sat up abruptly, and looked at him with mentally retarded eyes, "Even if I beat Lin Yin to death, I won't let Yoyo go to beg him, understand?"

  Mo Shenbai didn't answer, bent down and took a sip of the water that Xu Youyou had just poured.

  Xu Jialu lay back down again, squinted his eyes and said, "I don't want to go home recently, so I will borrow your room."

   When I go back, I have to listen to my parents talking about it, annoying!

   "It's up to you." Mo Shenbai turned and walked towards the stairs with the remaining half glass of water.

  Xu Jialu reached out to get the cup, but when it was empty, he looked unhappy, "Damn it, my family poured water for me!"

  …

  The next day, when Xu Youyou woke up, it was very bright. She hurriedly changed her clothes and went downstairs. When she met the housekeeper, her face was filled with annoyance, "I overslept, did Mo Shenbai already have breakfast?"

  The housekeeper replied with a smile, "Sir and Mr. Xu have already had breakfast and went to the company together."

  Xu Youyou stopped, "My brother slept here last night?"

  The butler nodded.

  Xu Youyou brushed the bangs covering her eyes, if she knew it would be like this, she would sleep again, because she slept too late last night.

   "Madam, come with me." The butler suddenly said.

"Um?"

  Xu Youyou followed the butler upstairs suspiciously, not knowing what she was going to do.

  The housekeeper pushed open the door next to Xu Youyou's bedroom, and made a "please" gesture.

  Xu Youyou walked into the room with a confused face, and what she saw was a warm and bright studio.

  The curtains are elegant sky blue, matched with white lace gauze, a few pots of green plants with bright flowers are placed on the window sill, and some oil paintings are hung on the walls.

  Xu Youyou recognized the works of several modern masters at a glance, and the price is not cheap.

  There is a white shelf on the other side of the wall, which contains various paints, painting utensils, and a small round table with tea and snacks on it, and an oval armchair next to it.

  The easel is placed in the center, with a white rattan chair and a white feather floor lamp next to it.

   "This is..." Xu Youyou turned her head to look at the butler standing at the door, excitement and puzzlement welled up in her bright eyes.

  The butler replied with a smile, "This is the studio specially ordered by us to decorate for his wife."

   "This will be my studio in the future?" Xu Youyou asked in an uncertain tone.

  Can I stop drawing in the bedroom?

   First update, good morning, happy Christmas Eve, can I have your vote today?

  

  

  (end of this chapter)

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