The King’s Enchanting Chapter 1821 - 1835: The Grand Finale (Part 2)

Yu Zexiao immediately jumped down and wrapped himself with clothes: "Who, who’s under the bed!"

There was no answer from below, but above, Jian Anning also quickly got dressed, looking terrified!

Oh my, this group of people is working too hard to eavesdrop! They’re trying so hard, she was left speechless!

Yu Zexiao was furious, "If you don’t speak up, I’ll dismantle the bed! Who is it? Who exactly?"

Still, there was no movement from below.

Yu Zexiao was now exploding with anger: "Not going to talk, huh? Fine, if you don’t, you’d better be careful, I’ll call someone over!"

"No, no!" Sure enough, at this moment, a few frightened voices came from below. But these voices—why do they sound so childish?

Yes, yes, indeed very childish, because soon, Yu Zexiao saw several round little figures rolling out from the narrow gap under the bed. The first one out was Mo Yangyang, followed by Little Miss Leng Mo, then Mu Shang’en, and finally crawling out was Leng Xiaobao!

After these dusty little ones crawled out, not one of them dared to face the furious Yu Zexiao directly. Even the usually most audacious Leng Xiaobao was too embarrassed to lift his head to look at him.

Damn, he was right, this bed gap is so small, who else but children could crawl in there! To think, the ones eavesdropping really were these little rascals!

The little ones started blaming each other: "It’s all your fault, Mo Yangyang, we told you not to talk, but you did."

Mo Yangyang protested aggrievedly: "Uncle was pressing down on my head and it hurt. Besides, I yelled because Little Miss Mo kicked me."

"Nonsense, you clearly stepped on my shoe, Brother En’en saw it! Brother En’en will testify for me!" Little Leng Mo immediately grabbed onto Mu Shang’en.

Mu Shang’en, also slightly helpless, habitually looked at the biggest among them, Leng Xiaobao.

"Tell me, who, who let you in?" Yu Zexiao leaned back in exasperation; could these parents be any less normal! Such young kiddos, already eavesdropping on this stuff, what could they grow up learning?

Classmate Mo Yangyang looked at Little Miss Leng Mo, who looked at the usually boldest classmate Leng Xiaobao, but even the normally bold classmate Leng Xiaobao, facing Yu Zexiao’s angry expression, dared not answer, and turned to the most obedient Mu Shang’en, tugging on his little hand. Mu Shang’en, frightened, took a long time to say: "It, it was Uncle Ling, he wanted us to come over, plus mom and dad, aunt and uncle, and Uncle Qin all knew."

So, this mess was stirred up by Ling Yichuan, watched with approval by the Leng Yunting and Leng Yunlin couple, and merrily observed by Qin Xian?

Yu Zexiao was almost enraged to death!

These shameless old fools, these corrupting influences from the top down, and then there’s Ling Yichuan, the mastermind!

Yu Zexiao immediately grabbed the few and rushed out the door without another word, and sure enough, not far from the door squatted a few sneaky guys.

"You, you guys have gone too far! You even used kids like that! Are you even parents?"

Now exposed, the adults laughed uproariously, and Ling Yichuan even said: "You should be thankful we didn’t call Little Sweet Potato and Little Sweet Potato to eavesdrop too!"

"Ling Yichuan, just remember this!" Yu Zexiao took a deep breath, "When you’re in your wedding chamber, if I don’t mess with you, I’m not a Yu!"

"Okay~" At this moment, the smiling Ling Yichuan had no idea—this line would soon turn out to be true!

Of course, that’s another story.

(The End)