Reborn Fierce Wife: Young Marshal Slowly Coaxes Her

The banquet hall of Luo Mansion was warm and cozy. Yan Xin took off her windbreaker as soon as she entered the door and wore an apricot-colored quilted cheongsam with a butterfly pattern.

The cheongsam is exquisitely made, with lifelike embroidery, and the cut is slightly loose but does not hide your good figure.

Luo Cheng'er chatted with her about this dress.

"...Did Zhu Jinge do it?" Luo Cheng'er asked.

Yan Xin: "Yes."

"The new and improved cheongsam is too bulky if it is quilted. Only Zhu Jinge has such good craftsmanship and can make it fit and look good." Luo Cheng'er said with a smile.

He added, "I also wanted to do something like this during the Chinese New Year, but unfortunately Zhu Jinge was in a hurry and couldn't do it at the moment."

Therefore, she had to wear a long coat and a water-red gown outside.

Yan Xin also complimented her on how beautiful her clothes were.

"It looks good, but it's too old-fashioned." Luo Cheng'er smiled, "I'm not as fashionable as the eldest lady. Zhu Jinge will make your clothes first."

Her words were clearly a compliment, but they sounded a bit sour.

Yan Xin didn't care about her and just chatted with her.

At the concierge outside, the servants, drivers or coachmen of the masters are entertained.

Bai Shuang was also drinking tea in a lounge near the concierge.

"...Young master, no, my wife will beat you later!" a servant's voice came from outside.

There was also the noise of a few children playing.

Bai Shuang looked through the window and found someone getting under her car.

She immediately stood up and walked over.

The man climbed up from under the car and saw Bai Shuang standing indifferently beside him. He smiled and said, "Is this your car?"

"My lady's."

The man showed Bai Shuang an extinguished firecracker, "Young master, they played with firecrackers and threw them under the car. They almost damaged your car."

Bai Shuang looked at the firecrackers and simply said: "It's no big deal."

She glanced to the side.

Sure enough, I saw the young master of the Luo family and several children of the same age playing, with firecrackers in their hands, throwing them everywhere.

"You have to take care of him." Bai Shuang said.

Male servant: "Don't worry, I've already told the madam. She will come out to deal with him soon. We don't dare to touch the young master."

Sure enough, Mrs. Luo came out soon.

She didn't yell loudly, but just stepped forward and looked at her son quietly and said something to him.

The young master suddenly wilted, took Mrs. Luo's hand and walked back.

"Isn't that right? Only the wife in the family can control the young master." The servant said.

Bai Shuang nodded.

Everyone dispersed, Bai Shuang glanced at his car, and then at the male servant.

The servant walked back as if nothing had happened.

Bai Shuang also went back.

The servant breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that she had gone back to the concierge to drink tea without noticing.

Luo Cheng'er started talking to Yan Xin and complimented her on her good medical skills.

"...I have a friend who works as a reporter in a newspaper. She is a very powerful female reporter. She returned from studying abroad." Luo Cheng'er took the initiative to chat about the newspaper.

Then he said to Yan Xin, "Miss, can she write a report about you?"

Yan Xin looked at her quietly.

Her eyes were bright, and this look meant a lot.

Luo Cheng'er's heart skipped a beat, suspecting that Yan Xin had seen through her.

However, Yan Xin is not a god.

Luo Cheng'er quickly calmed down and said with a smile: "Forget it's inconvenient. I know that Miss, you have always been very low-key and don't like to be in the limelight."

"It's true that I don't like being noticed. However, if she is willing to write a report about traditional Chinese medicine, I would still be happy." Yan Xin said.

She set the stage for Luo Cheng'er.

Luo Cheng'er was very happy: "She will come too later. Can I ask her to meet you?"

"Okay." Yan Xin said.

Luo Chenger smiled brightly.

Yan Xin looked at her quietly, as if he wanted to see through her skin and see her soul.

At the same time, Yan Xin was also a little sad: Are the adopted son and daughter both white-eyed wolves?

Or is it just that she is unlucky and meets people like this?

Are there any adopted children who have a good relationship with their parents?

How to raise children so that they can be bold and upright?

Yan Xin lowered her gaze.

Soon, Luo Cheng'er went to the door to pick up a girl.

The girl also cut her hair short and permed the ends, making it fluffy and pinned with a hairpin. There was no smile on her face, she was serious and upright.

"Yuyou, this is Yan Xin, the eldest lady of the Governor's Mansion." Luo Cheng'er introduced.

Then he introduced to Yan Xin, "Her name is Song Youyou, my new good friend."

Yan Xin stood up and exchanged greetings, calling her "Miss Song."

"I heard that you are a young miracle doctor?" Song Youyou asked.

"Come with Miao Zan." Yan Xin said.

Song Youyou said: "Doctors are just a profession and should not be myths. Ignorant people always want to create gods to worship and believe in, but ignore the truth. Don't you think so?"

Luo Cheng'er changed her face slightly: "Yuyou..."

Yan Xin waved her hand: "Ms. Song is right. Doctors are just a professional, saving lives and healing the wounded. A profession should be precise, not deified."

Her words of agreement did not make Song Youyou's expression any better.

Song Youyou said calmly: "Do you mind if I write an article to 'clarify' for you? There is no such thing as a 'young miracle doctor', only a young female Chinese medicine doctor?"

Newspapers criticizing Chinese medicine will start slowly.

In the previous life, Yan Wanwan, the young lady of the Governor's Mansion, was known as the "Young Miracle Doctor" and was also regarded by newspapers as the first shot against Chinese medicine.

After the democratic government, it has become fashionable to scold the powerful. The more harsh the scolding, the better the newspaper sales. If the government dares to suppress, it is even more serious. The more famous the newspaper becomes.

Yan Xin doesn't want to be used as a weapon.

She shook her head, smiled and said, "Of course not."

Song Youyou was stunned.

Luo Cheng'er's expression was also particularly wonderful.

"Ms. Song, newspapers are based on facts and tell the truth, right?" Yan Xin asked.

Song Youyou: "Of course."

"Do you know medical skills?" Yan Xin asked her.

"Of course." Song Youyou replied.

Luo Cheng'er explained on the side: "She really understands. Her family used to run a pharmacy."

Song Youyou nodded: "Exactly. I understand how those doctors deceive and trick people. People should not be fooled like this."

Yan Xin looked at her quietly: "The Song family, who are good at treating eye diseases, are of the same clan as you?"

"That's her uncle." Luo Cheng'er said.

"He's just a shameless person. After my parents passed away, he took over the drug store and lived by cheating and deception." Song Youyou said.

Yan Xin: "As far as I know, Dr. Song has very good medical skills, especially in treating eye diseases. He has cured many people who were almost blind."

Song Youyou's expression was ugly: "It turns out that the eldest lady of the Governor's Mansion and the young miracle doctor that everyone touted is also such a person."

She turned away.

Yan Xin: "..."

Luo Cheng'er felt very guilty and thanked Yan Xin: "She has a more gentle personality and is a very kind person. Miss, don't be offended."

"I don't blame you." Yan Xin said, "Everyone with ability has a temper."

Luo Cheng'er: "The eldest lady is really rich. I'll go see her."

She turned away.

At this time, Bai Shuang came in and hurriedly said something to Yan Xin.

The servants of Luo Mansion also reported something to Mrs. Luo.

Mrs. Luo looked towards Yan Xin.