Reborn Fierce Wife: Young Marshal Slowly Coaxes Her

Jing Jiatong stayed at the Governor's Mansion and kept Yan Xin company.

She is an easy person to get along with and has no temper - it's not that she swallows her anger, but she doesn't care about everything.

She is happy on sunny days and happy on cloudy days.

She doesn't seem to get recognition from the outside world, so she doesn't have extravagant expectations and outlines a small world for herself.

Rain or shine, she is content.

Zhang Nashu often said in the past that she liked Jing Jiatong very much, probably because Jing Jiatong had a kind of transparency similar to Zhang Nashu's.

Yan Xin is very concerned about gains and losses, and she is stubborn. She is far less relaxed than Jing Jiatong.

At night, Shengyuan Mountain came.

He did not enter the small building, but asked Yan Xin to go out.

Yan Xin smelled the strong smell of alcohol on his body. The smell of alcohol was tainted with his taste, and it also had a different kind of bitterness.

Too cold to burn.

"...I have a dinner party. General Staff Lu is here to treat me, so I just had a few drinks." He explained to Yan Xin.

Then he said, "That bastard Azhao has a lot of people under him, and I have to win over them all for him. If he doesn't come back, I will be exhausted."

Yan Xin looked at him in surprise.

Sheng Yuanshan seemed really drunk.

He doesn't talk like this when he's awake. He would neither admit that he was tired and could cope with anything; nor would he curse Yan Xin in front of her.

"Thank you for your hard work, uncle." Yan Xin said.

Sheng Yuanshan smiled.

With a smile, the ice and snow melted, inexplicably a little childish.

This was the first time Yan Xin saw him half-drunk, and it was also the first time Yan Xin saw him smiling foolishly when he was drunk.

A little silly, not quite like him anymore.

She actually looks a bit like Jing Yuanzhao - both Sheng Yuanshan and Jing Yuanzhao are somewhat similar to Madam.

Yan Xin's heart tugged hard, and she almost wanted to turn his face to see him clearly.

She suppressed her emotions and dug her nails into her palms. The slight pain woke her up.

"Is something wrong, uncle?" she asked.

Sheng Yuanshan: "Let me tell you, Jing Zhonglin's job is completely ruined. The military governor may be planning to send him to Germany to attend military school and not pick him up for five years."

Yan Xin was overjoyed.

After Jing Yuanzhao disappeared, he was able to squeeze out Jing Zhonglin first in a short period of time, which stabilized the situation.

She was relieved.

She protected his mother and helped her uncle protect Jing Yuanzhao's family business.

"Great." Yan Xin whispered.

Sheng Yuanshan: "If he doesn't get on the boat and leave, we won't be able to relax on this matter. In fact, killing him is the solution once and for all."

Yan Xin was silent for a moment.

She knows it too.

But the warlord was now afraid of Yan Xin, and Yan Xin could see it.

People in Xifu think that Yan Xin is unlucky. At the last Mid-Autumn Festival family dinner, the old lady in the old house said this openly, and Yan Xin also knew it.

If Jing Zhonglin dies, no matter how he dies, will the warlord suspect that Yan Xin brought the bad luck?

Would he want to send Yan Xin away?

If Yan Xin also leaves, Madam is really afraid that she won't be able to hold on.

"... among the children of Xifu, the youngest, Jing Shuhong, is already a cripple and half insane; the other two are too young to compete with Azhao. Only Jing Zhonglin is a strong rival."

Yan Xin bit her lip: "Uncle, a person's achievement depends on his own character, not how much he has learned.

Even if Jing Zhonglin is sent away, it will not strengthen him, but weaken his influence in the army as much as possible.

At this stage, we still can't kill him. Azhao's whereabouts are unknown, and Abba is the hardest to figure out. I don't want to be driven away by him. "

Sheng Yuanshan looked at her steadily.

"I see," he said.

Yan Xin wanted to say good night, but he smiled again and said, "Zhu Zhu'er, stretch out your hand."

She didn't know why, but she still stretched out her hand.

Sheng Yuanshan took out a small velvet bag from his pocket and placed it in her palm.

After putting it away, he hesitated, closed her fingers, and wrapped her hand heavily: "A little gift."

The fingers were long and slightly cold, as if soaked in ice.

Yan Xin: "Thank you uncle. Uncle, please rest early."

Sheng Yuanshan nodded and turned back.

On the way back, he gently shook his right hand.

While taking a shower, he looked at his hands and was stunned for a moment.

Under the influence of the wine, his body gradually became hot and no longer so cold.

He remembered that a long time ago, Jing Yuanzhao asked him why he liked Yan Xin and could he imagine her disheveled appearance?

He wouldn't then.

But now he can.

His breathing gradually became heavier, and his eyes were filled with the shadow of Yan Xin.

He really hated Jing Yuanzhao. That damn kid always says nasty things.

But Jing Yuanzhao was not at home.

If he is not here, his man Sheng Yuanshan cannot be touched.

Sheng Yuanshan could rob him, but he couldn't steal it while he was away.

He lost his chance to compete.

Sheng Yuanshan sat alone in the bathtub for a long time, feeling that the water was getting colder.

Yan Xin returned to the bedroom and opened the gift that Sheng Yuanshan had given her.

A pair of pearl earrings.

The pearls are white and round, very cute.

Yan Xin looked at it for a moment, then put it in the jewelry box and put it away.

She didn't sleep well that night, she was dreaming. She dreamed of going out to the city with Jing Yuanzhao, and he took her riding horses and gave her gifts.

Like a dream, like a memory, she was in vain all night.

The next day, Yan Xin took care of the matter in the morning, checked it again, stamped it with Madam's small seal, and had dinner with Madam and Jing Jiatong at noon.

"...Zhuzhu'er, you go out with Jia Tong in the afternoon and buy some pairs of shoes for her." Madam said to Yan Xin, and then said to Jing Jiatong, "I've worn these shoes for several days."

Jing Jiatong looked at his feet.

Yan Xin: "My shoes Jiatong can't wear them anymore, so I plan to go shopping with her in the next few days."

"I told my sister that I had shoes to wear." Jing Jiatong said hurriedly.

The lady smiled and said: "Are you afraid of too many shoes? Girls' clothes and shoes should not be tight in the first place. Go buy some more."

Jing Jiatong said yes.

After eating, Yan Xin went out with her.

The best foreign companies in the city were relatively concentrated, so they rarely met acquaintances.

Also met Jing Feiyan.

Jing Feiyan was surrounded by Nie Jiao and others.

"Sister Yan, sister." Jing Feiyan came over to say hello with a smile, then looked at Jing Jiatong, "Sister, will you go home later? Mom is very worried about you."

Jing Jiatong: "In a few days. My father asked me to accompany my wife."

Jing Feiyan: "..."

She never expected that Jing Jiatong would use her trick, which was to talk about her father.

Abba asked her to accompany his wife, how could Jing Feiyan force her to go back?

Privately, Jing Feiyan seized the opportunity and said to Jing Jiatong: "Neither Mom nor anyone else will agree to your marrying the deputy chief. Sister, you have to think about it yourself.

If a woman does not have the support of her mother-in-law, will she be at the mercy of others in the future? Madam and Yan Xin just want to use you to deal with us. You have to see clearly and don't be fooled. "

Jing Jiatong did not argue with her, but just said: "I will consider it."

She continued shopping with Yan Xin.

Jing Jiatong went back after buying six pairs of shoes.

When Yan Xin walked out of the foreign store with her, she saw a man standing next to her car, waiting for her.