Xiang Yimo made a 'hush' gesture, and after closing the door tightly, he sat down on the sofa in the living room.
Xiaobing came over timidly and sat down opposite Xiang Yimo.
"Why is the young madam's face injured? I asked you to guard her at all times, yet you've been so derelict in your duty!" Xiang Yimo's tone was very severe, and he still had Zhong Lingling's facial injury on his mind.
This was something he had no intention of letting go lightly.
If someone dared to strike Zhong Lingling once, there would be a second time!
"I'm sorry, young master, the situation was too sudden, and moreover, I didn't dare to go against the madam!"
"What did you say? Was it my stepmother who hit Lingling?"
Xiaobing nodded.
Xiang Yimo slammed the table hard.
He rose abruptly, ready to confront Wang Xueyun at the main residence.
