The host is changing the painting style every day

Chapter 122 The Beauty of the Republic of China (6)
Thinking of the fact that the family should be harmonious now, but the daughter whom her husband cares for walks around the training ground in the shopping mall every day, Mrs. Jiang feels sorry for her.

Pei Mi imagined the scene of herself holding the child in one hand, and gently nestling into a man's arms, and couldn't help feeling cold.

Fortunately, he patted his chest. Fortunately, fortunately, the garbage system still loves itself.

System: It's not easy, the host finally understands that Dad and I love her.

"Mom, I'm fine now."

Pei Mi hurriedly expressed her love for her current status.

"I'm very happy now, I can do whatever I want, you don't have to worry."

Mrs. Jiang smiled, she just thought that Pei Mi was comforting herself, there is no girl who likes to fight and kill all day long.

"After a while, I'll send someone to deliver it to you. You should go to your father's side first."

Mrs. Jiang didn't dare to keep Dashuai Jiang waiting for too long, that man was hardly human when he got angry.

"Ah."

Pei Mi left Mrs. Jiang's yard and wandered all the way to the back garden.

The back garden was so quiet that even those aunts and wives who liked to come and hang out on weekdays seemed to have an appointment today.

Not a single one was seen.

Pei Mi walked for a long time before seeing a slender figure on the pavilion in the lake.

About two decades old, she was wearing a decent cheongsam, exquisite and graceful, and the peonies embroidered on it were alluring and clear.

"Anyone? Anyone?"

The delicate voice, the kind that makes people's blood swell when they hear it.

Pei Mi pondered for a moment and confirmed that it was her father's concubine No. 15.

She is about the same age as Pei Mi.

Pei Mi stepped back without moving, she didn't want to have anything to do with these women.

One is better than the other, the kind of house fighting master.

"Is it the young handsome?"

Seeing Pei Mi with keen eyes, Mrs. Fifteen raised her voice happily.

"Young Marshal, I accidentally twisted my foot. Can you help me call someone over?"

Pei Mi nodded.

It's not good to just throw people here and ignore them.

"wait."

Pei Mi turned around and left immediately. As for calling someone, just ask someone to come over whichever maid you meet on the way.

"Thank you young commander."

Pei Mi nodded, but did not leave directly as Mrs. Fifteen thought, but sneaked back at the end.

He didn't go back to the Huxin Pavilion, but walked towards the general direction of the sight behind him that he felt just now.

This time, compared to the quietness just now, there was a deep male voice in that corner.

"Does this really work?"

It sounded a little familiar.

"Don't worry, Du Mei is a handsome woman no matter what."

"But he (she) didn't get close to that woman."

The male voice hesitated.

"What are you worried about? There is a saying in this world, open your mouth to spread rumors, and lose your legs when you refute them."

"but……"

"Don't worry, I've already found a witness. Even if the commander doesn't do anything to her, he will definitely feel sick in his heart. Moreover, this woman Fifteen has really disgusted me for a long time. I have been relying on my youth for half a year. Come be so arrogant."

When this happened, the woman's tone became worse and worse.

The man beside him quietly sneered, the short-sighted woman.

But if it weren't for this, how could he be so easily hooked.

The woman wanted to say something else, but the figure in front of her against the light almost frightened her out of her wits.

With difficulty and trembling, he said, "Short, young commander."

"What are you doing here?"

(End of this chapter)