The Profligate Madam of the Family

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Tang Luo had thought that Mo Linyuan would not eat more than two.

After all, Fourth Young Master was a man of self-control and had always been good at controlling himself.

But what he didn’t expect was that what he saw next subverted his outlook on life.

Fourth Young Master Mo was eating the crayfish one by one, while Leng Rongrong quickly peeled the crayfish and fed them one by one.
She even muttered, “Didn’t you hurt your leg? Your hand isn’t disabled, can’t you peel it yourself?”

Even though she was complaining, Leng Rongrong still fed the food one by one, not caring about what she was eating.

Tang Luo was dumbfounded, and the food in his mouth was about to fall out.

In the end, Mo Linyuan’s brows were tightly furrowed, and he could no longer eat, so Leng Rongrong did not continue feeding him.

After eating and drinking to her heart’s content, Leng Rongrong, who had initially wanted to take Mo Linyuan and Tang Luo shopping, saw that Mo Linyuan’s expression was not too good, so she gave up on shopping.

Initially, Leng Rongrong wanted to bring the two of them to a hotel.

But Tang Luo drove in the opposite direction of the hotel.

“Where are we going? Aren’t you going back to the hotel?” Leng Rongrong asked in surprise.

“Go to Mingyue Manor.” Tang Luo said.

“Mingyue Manor?” Leng Rongrong thought for a moment and remembered that Ming Yue Manor was the largest resort in this area.
It was said that it was extremely luxurious, and those who stayed there were either rich or noble people.

It was very difficult for ordinary people to live in Mingyue Manor.
Only those with status, and power could enter Mingyue Manor.

Leng Rongrong looked at Tang Luo and Mo Linyuan suspiciously.

Then, she remembered that Mo Linyuan was one of the four young masters of the Mo family and had once held the power of the Mo family, so it was not strange that he often stayed at Mingyue Manor when he went out.

1

When they arrived at a villa in Mingyue Manor, Mo Linyuan’s face was extremely pale.

Mo Linyuan’s already sickly pale face was even paler now.
Although he was enduring it, it was not hard to tell that he was in great pain.

“You, are you okay?” The moment Leng Rongrong saw Mo Linyuan, she knew that he must be feeling unwell somewhere.

“Young Master can’t eat spicy food.
He never eats spicy food, and Young Master’s stomach is very delicate.
He has always eaten the cleanest and most precious food.” Tang Luo explained helplessly.

Leng Rongrong was shocked.
“So, you can’t eat spicy food, but you still eat so much? Are you an idiot? You’ll eat whatever I feed you?”

Mo Linyuan did not say anything.
His devilish face was taut.

“Give me your wrist,” Leng Rongrong extended her hand and said.

“What are you doing?” Mo Linyuan glanced at Leng Rongrong.

“What else can I do? Didn’t I tell you that I know Chinese medicine? Although I’m a little helpless about your leg, I still know a little about other aspects.
I’ll show you!”

Leng Rongrong did not care whether Mo Linyuan suspected her or not.
She immediately pulled his wrist and took his pulse.

“As expected, it’s a problem with your stomach.”

“You’re a man.
Why is your stomach so weak!”

As she complained, Leng Rongrong’s movements were quite fast.
She pressed the bangle on her wrist, and the bangle suddenly separated, revealing a few silver needles hidden inside.

Leng Rongrong took out her silver needles and started to insert them into Mo Linyuan’s body.

Tang Luo watched from the side while trembling with fear.
“Young Madam, do you surely know how to do acupuncture? Don’t hurt Young Master.
If it doesn’t work, I’ll call the doctor over to take a look at Young Master!”

“Don’t doubt my ability, okay?” Leng Rongrong glanced at Tang Luo.
Her eyes turned sharp.

“Let her try.” There were beads of sweat on Mo Linyuan’s forehead.
It was obvious that his stomach was in pain.