The villain is also very flirtatious today

Chapter 103 The Warlord's Sick (33)

Without waiting for Jiang Ci to say anything, the Marshal wiped away his tears, and returned to his sassy look: "It's hard to come back, we father and daughter play a game of chess, I will definitely kill you this time."

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Warlord House.

Su Jingheng had watched the two sticks of incense burnt out, and his subordinate lowered his head to report: "My lord, there have been many riots in recent days, and other warlords have already started small actions."

The other side was silent, the man stared closely at the incense, and said unexpectedly: "Why hasn't she come back yet?"

Subordinates: "..."

Su Jingheng was taken aback for a moment, but also realized, with a little irritability on his brows.

"Speak carefully." He said calmly.

The subordinates hurriedly explained the ins and outs. It turned out that the master of the Su family had changed.

The man sneered, "These old foxes have really long hands."

Hearing this, the eyes of the subordinate flickered slightly: "My lord, although our strength should not be underestimated now, it is really too much for several companies to join forces."

After finishing speaking, seeing the man's face was calm and showing no signs of displeasure, he was determined and continued talking.

"Subordinates propose to use marriage to win over some helpers."

In his opinion, marrying the marshal's daughter is to win over power, so why not marry a few more.It is normal for a man to have three wives and six concubines, let alone an adult.

Marriage is indeed the best solution at present, Su Jingheng couldn't refute it, but suddenly he remembered that delicate and pretty girl, she raised her face and said seriously: "If you are ruthless, I will divorce."

She is so stingy, if she knows that he wants to take a concubine, she will die of anger.

Su Jingheng suddenly hesitated a little, and his subordinates gritted their teeth, what's wrong with your lord, how can such indecisiveness lead to great things.

"My lord, there are already hundreds of thousands of dead bodies, and they also have families. Their wives, children, and parents are all waiting for them at home. Do you have the heart to see more people lose their lives?"

"How about you, my lord? You have been trying your best for more than ten years. Why? Have you forgotten what you have done for this position?"

The subordinate knelt down on the ground and knocked his head heavily on the ground three times. Every time he got up, his forehead would be bright red.

Seeing that the man was silent, he was about to knock down again, Su Jingheng rubbed his temples: "Okay, I will think about it."

When the wind came, Su Jingheng was the only one in the room. He watched helplessly as the half-burned incense suddenly went out.

Su Jingheng's heart tightened, and he looked outside. The sky was filled with blackness, and he was terribly depressed: "Cicai, are you upset when you hear that I want to take a concubine?"

The man was dazed, as if he saw the little girl looking at him angrily, and said: "I don't want to talk to you anymore!"

Tonight, the little girl slept soundly, but Su Jingheng tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep no matter what.

At dawn the next day, Su Jingheng was waiting in front of the marshal's mansion.

The marshal sent Jiang Ci out, and the little girl's eyes lit up when she saw him. Su Jingheng suddenly thought that every time they met, she would look at him with this look.

Unexpectedly, there was no joy in his heart, he looked at Jiang Ci complicatedly, it seemed that he was destined to lose her.

Stepping forward, Su Jingheng took the initiative to put Jiang Ci's things in his arms, and said in a warm voice, "Thank you father, then I will take Ci Ci back."

The little girl followed him bouncingly, the Marshal's eyes suddenly became moist, but his eyes were filled with relief.

He beckoned and said something silently, want to be happy.

(End of this chapter)