Reborn Fierce Wife: Young Marshal Slowly Coaxes Her

Yan Xin's father, stepmother and Yan Wanwan have been in a bad mood recently.

"I never thought that she would actually make a huge fortune by relying on the scent of rugosa." Mr. Yan Er's face was dejected.

Everyone said that the price of Coptis chinensis was high this year, so they went to great lengths to buy it, while Yanxin only went to buy the rhizome that others were not optimistic about.

In the end, she won.

Mr. Yan Er is filled with regret now: "If I had restrained my temper and not taught her, maybe she would be happy to make money and lend me [-] silver dollars."

His wife Luo Zhu was advising him: "You are doing it for her own good. As a father, you must worry about your daughter's future.

Good medicine tastes bitter. If she doesn't even understand this truth, you raised her in vain. "

Mr. Yan Er thinks this is reasonable.

Luo Zhu added: "Now that she has made money, she feels happy. If I go and compliment her and say some soft words, maybe she will still give you [-] yuan."

Mr. Yan Er's eyes lit up.

After hearing this, he came to Songxiangyuan again.

Unexpectedly, Mrs. Cheng and Bai Shuang blocked him at the door and refused to let him in.

Mrs. Cheng spoke in a strange tone: "Second Master is here again? Our lady can't see you. Last time you were so angry that your heart ached and she couldn't eat for several days. The old lady here is very anxious."

Mr. Yan Er thought about Yan Xin's silver dollar and smiled: "No, I'm here to apologize to her. Last time it was because I loved my daughter so much that..."

Mrs. Cheng sneered: "How much do you love your daughter? Second Master, when is your birthday?"

Mr. Yan Er suppressed his anger and tried to be calm: "You are deliberately making things difficult for me. Let Yan Xin come out."

"Will the Second Master forget the birthday of the Seventh Miss? Our young lady is only a few days older than the Seventh Miss. Does the Second Master remember how many days older she is?" Mrs. Cheng asked again.

Mr. Yan Er finally couldn't hold back his anger: "You old man, I will give you the dignity and allow you to nag here for half a day, but you are so shameless? Let Yan Xin come out!"

Mrs. Cheng's face became even darker: "As I said, our lady doesn't want to see you. Second Master, please come back!"

"She is so presumptuous, and I am her father!" Mr. Yan Er roared, "Aren't you afraid of making people laugh when your daughter treats her father like this? I want her parents-in-law, sisters-in-law, uncle-in-law, to judge her!"

He threatened Mrs. Cheng.

"Please!" Mrs. Cheng was not afraid at all. "Last time you came to make a scene, our lady has already lost face. We are not afraid of you making trouble again."

Seeing that Mr. Yan Er's face was turning green with anger, Mrs. Cheng continued, "You don't respect yourself. Our young lady will never think of you as her father. The Overseer's wife and the Overseer are our young lady's parents."

Mr. Yan Er was trembling all over: "You, you hate poverty and love wealth so much that you climb high branches and are not afraid of falling down and falling to your death?"

"As a father, you actually cursed your biological daughter like this? You are so old and disrespectful, why should we give you dignity?" Mrs. Cheng said.

Mr. Yan Er couldn't argue, so he cursed and left.

Many servants of the Jiang family heard the dispute here, but they did not slander Yan Xin because of it.

Last time Mr. Yan Er came to scold Yan Xin, everyone talked about it, and everyone slapped themselves in the face afterwards.

This time, they instead helped Yan Xin, saying that Mr. Yan was short-sighted, frivolous and stupid.

Mr. Yan Er didn't ask for the money, and he didn't even see Yan Xin's face. He went home angry.

When his wife Luo Zhu and daughter Yan Wanwan saw this, they all avoided him and did not dare to get into trouble.

Yan Wanwan was so angry that she cried.

She looked at her darkened hands and cried harder.

"Mom, you really have bad ideas one after another!" Yan Wanwan was angry and sad.

Luo Zhu: "It was you who refused to obey. My mother-in-law was convicted and sold to Goulan. But I escaped within two years and became a serious and innocent person. I also became the second wife of the Yan family."

Yan Wanwan stopped crying: "Mom, what should we do now? Yan Xin is becoming more and more popular every day."

Luo Zhu: "What does it matter? You are the one who married Jing Yuanzhao!"

"But I'm afraid..."

Luo Zhu immediately interrupted her: "You are his savior. He will not marry anyone but you! You just need to keep this in mind!"

Yan Wanwan's eyes gradually became firmer, and she nodded: "Yes."

Luo Zhu told her again: "The tanned skin is slowly recovering."

Yan Wanwan: "Mom, if only we knew Yan Xin's prescription."

Luo Zhu was silent.

Yan Wanwan couldn't help but regretted: "I should have killed her in Guangcheng at that time."

Luo Zhu was also a little unhappy, and said with a serious face: "What did I tell you at the time? I said kill her first and avoid future troubles. If you don't listen, you will scratch her face."

Yan Wanwan: "I just want her to live a life worse than death. Everyone says she is beautiful, look how beautiful she is! Who would have thought..."

Luo Zhu sighed: "Yan Xin is quite talented. She studied medicine with the old man, and you have to take some prescriptions."

"I have never seen anyone use medicine to make the messy stab wounds on their face smooth as before." Yan Wanwan said.

At that time, she slashed Yan Xin's face, neck and chest at least thirty times.

She didn't know how to use a knife and didn't dare to use a lot of force for fear that Yan Xin would bleed to death.

But blood marks can be seen on the knife.

A trace of blood is a scar, and the face will become ugly.

Unexpectedly, Yan Xin escaped and hid, smearing herself with a dark concoction all day long.

After her scabs fell off, only deep and shallow marks were left, without any prominent scars.

Then, she used that dark medicine and applied it day and night, like an Indian girl.

The marks on her face and body were miraculously restored to their original state.

Fair and rosy, delicate and smooth, just like her before.

Later, Luo Zhu and Yan Wanwan had to find another way to deal with her.

After Yan Xin was injured, she was rescued. Yan Wanwan could not kill her anymore and thought the matter would fail. Unexpectedly, Yan Xin hit her head and knew nothing about what happened in Guangcheng.

Luo Zhu made a quick decision and asked Yan Wanwan to pretend to be her.

She asked Yan Wanwan to be exposed to the sun every day.

Yan Wanwan disagreed and said she could get some concoction to apply on it.

"You're confused! Marshal Jing doesn't know what's true or false. He's looking for dark-skinned people everywhere. You applied the concoction, who would believe it?" Luo Zhu said.

Since Jing Yuanzhao misunderstood, let's make the false true.

Yan Xin's truth is not convincing at all.

Yan Wanwan succeeded in getting a tan, and she also succeeded in claiming Yan Xin's credit.

Her appearance was only [-]% inferior to Yan Xin's before, but now it's half inferior to hers.

If a woman is not beautiful, she will have no confidence, and her face will always be uneasy.

Jing Yuanzhao didn't seem to be that kind to her.

He is always careless.

Yan Wanwan could tell that Jing Yuanzhao was not satisfied with her and just wanted to give her benefactor the best status.

She is not reconciled!

If she were still so fair and attractive, Jing Yuanzhao might fall in love with her.

In this way, she would be more confident to deal with Yan Xin.

"...You are so confused. You only see Yan Xin's benefits and the fame and wealth she has gained, but you have forgotten the most important thing." Luo Zhu's voice rang in his ears.

Yan Wanwan came to her senses: "What is the most important thing?"