Reborn Fierce Wife: Young Marshal Slowly Coaxes Her

"Lend me your Browning for a day." Yan Xin said.

Bai Shuang: "This was originally yours."

"I'll give it back to you when I'm done with it. My marksmanship isn't very good." Yan Xin said with a smile.

Bai Shuang said yes.

Autumn is a sunny day, not too cold but slightly dry, and without the usual humidity. The chrysanthemums in the courtyard are in full bloom, with petals stacked in layers.

Of the two puppies in Yan Xin's yard, the white dog Nuomi has almost remained unchanged, while the black dog looks the same every day and looks twice as big as Nuomi.

The little black dog eats more and more. Bai Shuang first carefully cooked the minced meat for it to eat, but now she wished she could feed it raw meat for the first time.

Yan Xin could imagine how huge it would be in the future, and felt helpless every time she saw it.

She seemed to have the same helpless mood towards Jing Yuanzhao.

Zhang Qingya's engagement party is scheduled for noon.

Yan Xin and the female members of the Jiang family went out together to attend the engagement party.

She supported the old lady and met the eldest mistress, the second mistress, the second aunt, the seventh aunt and others at the door.

Yan Xin glanced at the Second Young Mistress.

The second young mistress, Sun Meiqing, looked normal, her face was radiant, and she seemed to be full of ambition.

Yan Xin withdrew her gaze.

"Where is your mother-in-law?" the old lady asked the eldest young lady.

The eldest young lady said: "My mother went to the restaurant early in the morning to help my cousin do her makeup."

Ordinary families do not yet have access to cars, and rickshaws would make them miserable, so the men in the family take rickshaws and the women take a horse-drawn carriage.

In the carriage, the old lady asked the eldest mistress: "Where did Qingya's dowry come from?"

The eldest young lady has recently been helping her mother-in-law take care of the house.

"Mom said that uncle will send money back from Beicheng." said the eldest young lady.

"Qingya is engaged and her father and brother won't come back?" the old lady asked again.

"The matter was done in such a hurry that it was too late over there. My mother said that she will definitely come back when she gets married." The eldest mistress said, "Grandma, I heard that my uncle has been promoted."

The old lady curled her lips, not quite believing it.

Yan Xin remembered that Zhang Qingya's father had not been promoted.

The father and brother of the Zhang family had a mediocre relationship and never came back. Later, her father passed away and her brothers lost contact with her.

When she went abroad to study, Jiang Siqiao stole a sum of money from Yan Xin and gave it to her.

Jiang Siqiao was really heart-to-heart with Zhang Qingya. He is such a selfish person, and to be so kind to Zhang Qingya, he must have deep feelings for her.

"A lot of things have changed since I was reborn. Zhang Qingya's father may have actually been promoted." Yan thought to herself.

The carriage arrived at the Markham Hotel.

In the early years of the Republic of China, the city was very mixed: in front of the Markham Hotel, Qinggang cars were parked; various rickshaws; horses were hitched, and many carriages covered with pearls and tassels were parked.

Yan Xin helped the old lady get out of the car.

As a group of people walked inside, someone suddenly called her: "Miss."

When Yan Xin heard a familiar voice, she raised her eyes and saw Zhou Junwang.

She nodded slightly: "Master Zhou."

Zhou Junwang smiled lightly and greeted the other female members of the Jiang family.

"He is the eldest son of Zhou Longtou's family." Yan Xin introduced.

The old lady smiled: "It's so lively today, and the eldest young master is here to support us."

"Cong Ling is my cousin, and our two families are related. I will definitely come to his wedding day," Zhou Junwang said.

The old lady said nothing.

The female members of the Jiang family walked inside, but Zhou Junwang was still looking at Yan Xin.

Yan Xin didn't wear fur today, only a silver-red satin cheongsam.

The cheongsam was not very tight, but it still couldn't hide her good figure; she put a snow-colored cashmere shawl on her shoulders.

The hem of the shawl has extremely long tassels. As she walked slowly, the tassels swayed around her body.

Zhou Junwang looked away and asked the attendant beside him: "Where is Young Master Jiang Jiaxi?"

"He came early and is accompanying the bride-to-be upstairs with his family members," the attendant said.

Zhou Jun looked at the smile lines in his eyes, which became deeper and deeper: "Interesting!"

Young Master Jiang Jiaxi not only does not love his wife, he even fears her and hates her, and usually avoids her.

Yan Xin, it’s really interesting.

The female members of the Jiang family were arranged to sit down.

Yan Xin was not at the old lady's table, but at the back.

The house was full of guests, both male and female, wearing all kinds of clothes and costumes.

Someone accidentally hit Yan Xin.

"Sorry." He said.

"It's okay."

"The cake has stained your shawl. Please take it off and I'll wipe it for you." The man said.

Yan Xin noticed that he had a small plate of cake in his hand.

The cream on the cake touched Yan Xin's cashmere shawl.

"It doesn't matter, I'll wipe it myself later." Yan Xin said.

The man said sorry again, turned around and left.

He was about twenty-five or six years old, of medium height, and wore a long gown. My hair is a bit dull and there is no hair oil, so it is fluffy and looks a little messy.

Yan Xin seemed to have seen him somewhere.

She looked at the man.

The man had moved forward and sat in his seat.

He seemed to be a guest of the Zhou family, not very expensive, and his position was further back.

Yan Xin took another look and noticed a small mole under the corner of his left eye.

She suddenly remembered.

She knows who this person is!

Yan Xin immediately took off her shawl, threw it on her seat, got up and walked quickly towards the restroom in the hotel.

She saw Zhou Junwang still at the door, so she turned towards him, specifically letting him see her, and then quickly went to the bathroom.

Zhou Junwang hesitated for a moment and then followed him.

Yan Xin was waiting for him around the corner.

Zhou Junwang came over and smiled at her: "Miss."

"If I say, Mr. Jun, you are going to be the leader of the Qing Gang, wouldn't that sound boring?" Yan Xin looked at him intently.

Zhou Junwang: "A little bit."

As the eldest son of the Youth Gang, it is highly possible for him to take over his father's position.

"Then, if I say again that before you succeed, you will have six years of unlucky time, and you may be very embarrassed, can you believe it?" Yan Xin asked.

Zhou Junwang looked at her.

"Have you ever asked why I became the adopted daughter of the Governor's Mansion?" Yan Xin asked him again.

Zhou Junwang liked to hear her call him "Jun Ye" very much. He knew every word with a certain degree of intimacy.

"I know you can deduce that you are Mr. Jin Liu's disciple."

"So, do you believe my deduction?" Yan Xin said, "If you refuse to listen to me, you may be unlucky for six years."

Zhou Junwang smiled: "I believe it. I don't want to be unlucky."

"Go and bring the Miss Yunrong I met last time." Yan Xin said.

Zhou Junwang was slightly confused: "Her?"

"Yes. Among the people I have met, her figure is about [-]-[-]% similar to mine, but she is shorter than me." Yan Xin said.

Zhou Junwang: "What are you going to do?"

"Take her with me and put the same clothes on her for her to change into." Yan Xin said, "Master, when you ferry someone, you are also crossing yourself. Please don't waste your time."

Zhou Junwang looked at her steadily.

He nodded: "Okay, I'll ask someone to do it."