Reborn Fierce Wife: Young Marshal Slowly Coaxes Her

The warlord went to Xifu.

Every time he comes, Xifu receives him grandly as if celebrating the New Year.

He retreated and only talked to He Menglan alone.

"What do you say about the children?" the warlord asked deliberately.

He Menglan: "Shu Hong likes her so much that he would take a bullet for her. If I stop him, I don't know what will happen to him. I have no choice but to agree."

The warlord was silent.

He Menglan said again, "Shu Hong is also your son. It would be too unfair to marry Sheng Rouzhen. Seeing that he is holding a gun and marrying at a low price, can you arrange for him to get a job in the logistics department?"

She brings up old stories again.

Even if he didn't go to the front line, Jing Shuhong still had a gunshot wound and still blocked it for others. Should Sheng Rouzhen and the eldest lady Sheng accept this kindness?

The warlord pondered for a long time and said, "Okay."

He Menglan was overjoyed.

She was so carried away that she couldn't help but ask the warlord: "What did Sheng Yun say?"

The Overseer glanced at her.

He Menglan: "Sheng Rouzhen is her adopted daughter, so I have to ask her, right?"

The governor let out a long sigh: "Sheng Rouzhen is not suitable."

He Menglan: "I think it's quite suitable."

Why did Jing Shuhong go to work in the military logistics department without blocking the gun for Sheng Rouzhen? You won't get this kind of treatment if you are shot. You have to sacrifice yourself for others to barely make sense.

Without Sheng Rouzhen, how could Sheng Yun be so angry?

"Then don't regret it, and don't criticize Sheng Rouzhen harshly. From now on, you must treat her with the kindness of a mother-in-law." The warlord said.

He Menglan: "Don't worry about this. She is the first daughter-in-law, how can I treat her badly?"

Then he asked, "Should I discuss the marriage with Sheng Yun, or should I do it myself?"

Warlord: "You don't have to worry about it, I'll take care of it."

He Menglan was slightly confused when he heard this: "What?"

"I am Shuhong's father, and I make the final decision on his marriage. You don't have to worry about it," the governor repeated.

He Menglan understood now and stood up immediately, almost yelling at the governor: "I don't care if my son gets married?"

"It's my son." The governor said coldly, "If I want you to take care of my son's marriage, you can take care of it. If you don't want to, you don't have to take care of it. I can be your mother-in-law with peace of mind."

He Menglan's face turned purple with anger: "No!"

If you don’t organize the wedding, how can you be so energetic? How to get back the ground?

"That's what I said," said the warlord. "Also, marriage is a big deal. If you have selfish motives, you will destroy the West Mansion."

He Menglan was trembling with anger.

The governor added: "I will arrange a small mansion for Shuhong to serve as his wedding room. After marriage, Shuhong and Rouzhen will not live in Xifu."

He Menglan was angry and panicked, and pulled the governor's sleeve: "No, no!"

The military governor shook her off and said coldly: "Even from a small family in the city, if the son gets married, he can live alone. As long as the parents agree."

"I disagree!"

"I agree." The warlord said.

"Then I don't agree with their marriage!" He Menglan trembled all over, "You want to force me to death, you are trying to force me to death! I don't agree to their marriage unless they live in Xifu!"

"Your consent was not well-intentioned from the beginning." The warlord said, "If you continue to mess around on important matters, I will kill you."

"Kill! You killed me, the mother of your six children!" He Menglan screamed, crying and screaming, the sound shaking the roof tiles.

Her movements alarmed the inner courtyard.

Soon, all the young masters and ladies in Xifu knew that their mother was going crazy again, in front of the governor.

The military governor left, and He Menglan chased behind him, crying and yelling something random.

All the adjutants and servants on the way saw it. The military governor hurried out with a livid face.

He Menglan was stopped by the adjutant at the gate. He watched the governor's car go away, fell to the ground, and burst into tears.

"Is he so cruel? How come his heart is like this? That foxy Sheng Yun, she deliberately made me angry to death!" He Menglan cried and scolded.

The children at home stayed away.

Jing Shuhong was uneasy, wondering if his marriage would be abandoned.

He looked at his little sister Jing Feiyan: "Can you go out through the back door and go find Dad to find out what the fuss is about?"

Jing Feiyan rolled her eyes: "How can you thank me?"

"What do you want to thank?"

"I haven't thought about it yet. When I think about it, I'll ask you for it again and keep the accounts first. I'll go ask." Jing Feiyan said.

She was also curious.

She went out through the south gate to find Governor Jing.

Governor Jing was outside in the study and was in a bad mood. When Jing Shuhong and Sheng Rouzhen got married, the governor could predict how troubled his wife would be next.

When the lady is troubled, the warlord's life becomes difficult.

He was really miserable.

Sheng Rouzhen, the adopted daughter, has become a disaster; her son is also a fool who is not up to par.

The youngest daughter Jing Feiyan is here.

The warlord felt much better when he saw her sweet smile.

"...Will the third brother's wedding still be held?" Jing Feiyan asked, "He asked me to inquire, and he was very worried."

"You go back and tell him that it's okay. Tell him to come to the Governor's Mansion tomorrow. I'll tell him the details," the Governor said.

Jing Feiyan smiled: "That's great, Third Brother can rest assured."

Then he slapped the governor on the shoulder and said, "Abba, what are you and Mom arguing about? I'll give you a slap. Please relax and talk to me."

The warlord smiled: "What should I tell you, a stupid kid like you?"

"I am already fifteen years old." Jing Feiyan said, "I am an adult!"

The warlord couldn't help but laugh and felt better.

"Okay, I'm a big girl now. Dad will tell you what to do," said the military governor.

He told Jing Feiyan about not allowing He Menglan to interfere in the wedding.

After hearing this, Jing Feiyan carefully looked at the governor's face: "Abba, you also said that you won't make enemies when you get married. If you don't let my mother-in-law participate, she will hold a grudge."

"She will hate her no matter what." The warlord said.

"You see, you and her have somewhat similar personalities, and that's why we are so incompatible. My mother-in-law is a soft-spoken woman, and she is satisfied if I give her some superficial benefits," Jing Feiyan said.

The warlord pondered.

"Abba, Madam is the most generous. She definitely doesn't want Sister Rouzhen to have a quarrel with her mother-in-law before they even get married.

Therefore, Madam would rather sacrifice some superficial glory and give benefits to my mother. Madam has always been so charitable and loyal. "Jing Feiyan said.

The warlord sighed: "Let's talk about it later."

Jing Feiyan said nothing.

In the next few days, the Governor's Mansion began to prepare for the wedding: the small mansion was chosen, and Jing Shuhong would not live in the West Mansion after the marriage, but would open a separate residence.

Jing Shuhong went to work as a errand in the munitions department and started as a squad leader.

"...Did the Governor ask someone to draw up this betrothal gift list, or was it He Menglan?" The lady looked at the betrothal gift list and asked the people around her.

The steward told her: "It's the second lady."

The lady's expression was calm for a moment, then she smiled: "She is quite capable."

The steward immediately said: "Miss Feiyan came to intercede and asked the governor to give someone to the second lady."

"That's it." Madam said coldly.

The lady closed the list and handed it to the steward, "Ask He Menglan to draft it again. I'm not satisfied with this list. If she doesn't know how, ask her to come to me and I'll teach her myself."

The steward said yes.

The ladies on both sides had bumped into each other all their lives, but they were not as angry as this time.

Especially the eldest lady, she was so angry that she went crazy. It's just that her madness is more tolerant, unlike the second lady's on the surface.

This marriage is more cruel than enmity.