'You want to break off the engagement? '

"How dare they, the Ling Family, break the engagement and bring them to court!"

The man stretched out his hand and grabbed the man's collar.

The dangerous look in his eyes was firmly locked onto him, trapping him within, causing him to be unable to breathe.

No, I'm not, I'm not breaking the engagement, I'm...

"Heh — —" Ling Zhang abruptly opened his eyes, and stared blankly at the familiar tent ceiling. His mind was still filled with the two eyes that firmly locked him in his dream.

What was going on? Why was he dreaming about such ridiculous things?

Ling Zhang lifted his hand to wipe the sweat off his forehead.

Looking down, he saw a head. The hair on that head was soft and extremely familiar. Its body seemed to be hugged by a small stove. A certain little fellow was lying on his body, snoring.

Ling Zhang:...

He clearly remembered that before he slept, he was the only one there. When did this little fellow Ling Maomao come over?

The academy was on vacation today, and he actually didn't go out for fun?

It seemed like the strange dream was something that could only be made by the little fellow after being pressured to the point that he couldn't breath. However, even though she was comforting him, his eyes still lingered in Ling Zhang's mind.

Carefully moving Ling Maomao from his body to the bed and covering him with a blanket, Ling Zhang leaned on the headboard with an unclear expression.

How could he dream that the Yuwen family would come and settle the score with him?

Yuwen Clan's people couldn't wait for him to end the engagement, they definitely wouldn't come to settle the score with him.

But why did he always feel uneasy?

He wondered how the butler and the rest were doing. Looking at the time, they should be arriving in the capital in a few days.

Rubbing his forehead, Ling Zhang felt that he must have been too tired these past few days, and scared himself in his dreams.

Just as he was about to leave, Ling Maomao suddenly sensed something. Faintly, he reached out and grabbed Ling Zhang by the waist: "Big brother, where are you going?"

"Big brother, you've woken up. Go back to sleep." Ling Zhang consoled him by gently rubbing his head.

Ling Maomao immediately regained his senses, and crawled up: "Big brother, I'm just here to play with you, let's go to the street!"

Ling Zhang finally understood that this little fellow wasn't refusing to go out and play; it was just pulling him along.

"Big Brother still has things to do, I can't go out on the streets anymore. I'll let Xia Feng bring some people to accompany you."

Ling Maomao's expression fell, "I just want to go with you. You've been busy all day, I haven't seen you around during dinner."

Because he clearly remembered how Mao Mao had died in his previous life, and he wanted Mao Mao to live a good life in this life, to do his best to protect him, and to protect Ling Family.

"I have to go to the academy every day, it wasn't easy to rest for a day." Ling Maomao continued.

The determination in Ling Zhang's heart was completely defeated, he pinched Ling Maomao's cheeks, "Alright, Big Brother will accompany you, don't make a face."

Ling Maomao immediately cheered and jumped down from the bed, "Quick, let's go!"

"What's the hurry? Get dressed!" Ling Zhang shouted.

After dressing Ling Maomao, Ling Zhang took the opportunity to call Xia Feng over, and said to him: "Go talk to Second Aunt, tell his that I will first accompany Mao Mao for a walk on the street, and then look for her for her registration later."

Xia Feng nodded, "Yes."