Reborn Fierce Wife: Young Marshal Slowly Coaxes Her

The beauty is like falling into an ice cellar.

Guests came in one after another, and some recognized her.

"That one seems to be the young marshal's fiancée."

"Why are you standing at the door?"

Luo Zhu came to his senses and made a quick decision, pulling Yan Wanwan away quickly.

Yan Wanwan was stunned. When she walked out of the street, she seemed to come back to her senses and asked Luo Zhu blankly: "Mom, he won't let us in?"

"He actually didn't let me in!"

"Mom, he..."

Her voice grew louder and more agitated.

Luo Zhu slapped her hard.

There were three or two groups of people on the street, looking over with some curiosity.

Luo Zhu pulled her to the shadow of the eaves of a shop.

Yan Wanwan opened her mouth to cry.

"Don't cry!" Luo Zhu scolded in a low voice.

"Mom, I have been wronged so much, why do you still beat me?" Yan Wanwan sobbed, "Am I finished? I am his benefactor and his fiancée, and he doesn't give me any dignity! "

Luo Zhu's heart also felt cold.

Not only Yan Wanwan was present, but her mother-in-law-to-be was also there.

Jing Yuanzhao had already seen them and asked his adjutant to drive them away.

This says a lot.

Either Jing Yuanzhao has suspicions about Guangcheng and he may have obtained the evidence; or he has changed his mind and does not want to use marriage to repay his kindness.

Luo Zhu was also flustered, but he had to calm down.

If there is a big mess, more mistakes will happen.

"Don't be anxious." Luo Zhu gently wiped her tears, "The warlord didn't invite us after all. It would be embarrassing if we went in."

"Can……"

But that’s not what you said at home.

Luo Zhu continued: "Let's go back first, the days ahead are still long. The Jing family has already discussed the marriage, and the betrothal gift has been paid. You must be the eldest mistress of the Jing family and the future wife of the military governor!"

Yan Wanwan looked at her mother's fierce and determined eyes and nodded: "I must be!"

The mother and daughter went back.

Jing Yuanzhao's lieutenant Tang Bai sent someone to follow the two of them, and went back to tell Tang Bai about the behavior of Yan Wanwan and Luo Zhu, as well as the few words they overheard.

Tang Bai turned to tell Jing Yuanzhao.

Jing Yuanzhao was smoking in the small lounge of the hotel.

He listened in silence.

"Young Marshal, Guangcheng still needs to investigate." Tang Bai said, "There is something wrong with Miss Yan Qi."

Jing Yuanzhao listened quietly and suddenly said: "The boy was not found."

"Which one?"

"There is a child, who is small in stature, about eight or nine years old. He always calls him Ayun, and he often brings us fresh fruits and melons.

I sent people to the village to check, and every child was seen, but not him. I remember he had a slight limp in his left leg. "Jing Yuanzhao said.

Because of the language barrier, all the children in the village came to the door, except for the lame child.

Everyone said that Yan Wanwan lived in her grandfather's old house.

Wan Wan is indeed called "Yun Yun" in Guangcheng dialect.

Ah Yun...

"Continue checking?" Tang Bai asked.

Jing Yuanzhao: "Continue to investigate."

Find out until he gives up completely.

He is still unwilling to accept that his Ayun is Yan Wanwan.

But it doesn't matter, he will still do what he promised.

He would still marry her and give her the glory, wealth, and honorable status she wanted.

Jing Yuanzhao put out his cigar.

In the lobby of the Markham Hotel, Yan Xin was holding the hand of the governor's wife and was chatting with the wives of some senior officials.

She is quiet and showy, even when she smiles, the curve of her lips is so restrained and graceful.

Jing Yuanzhao looked a little crazy.

Then, Master Guo Yuan also came. This time, he did not bring his third concubine, but his own first wife.

Mrs. Guo is a little fat, fair, and very kind and approachable, which is different from Mr. Guo.

When Mr. Guo saw Yan Xin, his expression was not good.

"Madam, the second lady is here." The adjutant came in and told the governor's wife in a low voice.

Yan Xin saw that the smile on the governor's wife's face remained unchanged: "Please invite them in."

Soon, a large group of people came in.

The leading woman is fifty years old, tall and thin.

Because she was thin, she had no flesh on her cheeks and looked very old. She seemed to be more than ten years older than the governor's wife, Mrs. Sheng.

In fact, Sheng entered the family first. She fell in love with Jingfeng, and Jingfeng's third matchmaker, Liupin, married her. Two years later, Jingfeng's uncle married his second wife, He.

He was seven years older than the Governor's wife. She was born with high cheekbones and too thin. She looked more than ten years older, and she had to call the Governor's wife "sister".

"Is this the adopted daughter recognized by my sister?" The second lady looked at Yan Xin and asked.

The Overseer's wife: "The Overseer and I recognized him together. From now on, Xin'er will be one of our own, sister."

"It's so beautiful." The second lady smiled, but her expression was meaningful, "Sister, you are so kind-hearted and kind-hearted."

This is inexplicable.

The second lady added: "Such a beautiful adopted daughter, if she is kept at home all day, she won't kill the governor, right?"

Yan Xin's face darkened.

The governor's wife, Sheng, also changed her color slightly.

When they were about to speak, a young man stepped forward and stopped the second lady: "Mom, you forgot to take the gift you prepared for your new sister."

He handed a brocade box to Yan Xin, "Sister, I heard that you have saved my father many times and are a great benefactor to our family. You will often visit our Xifu in the future. We are all one family, don't let others see you."

Yan Xin glanced at the governor's wife.

The governor's wife nodded slightly and introduced, "This is Zhong Lin."

Jing Zhonglin is the second young marshal of the Xifu and the second son of the military governor Jing Feng.

He was born with a talented appearance and wore a pair of metal-rimmed glasses. The eyes behind the lenses were cool, but his words were thoughtful and polite.

Yan Xin took it and said, "Thank you very much."

Jing Yuanzhao came over at this time.

He was tall, strong, and imposing, and the second lady was a little afraid of him.

As soon as he arrived, everyone in Xifu dispersed.

Yan Xin comforted the governor's wife: "Mom, don't be angry."

"She has had this kind of character for decades. If I were angry with her, I would be angry to death." The governor's wife smiled.

I really don't mind.

Maybe he just accepted his fate.

Even if she is as glamorous as the Governor's wife, she still has her helplessness.

Yan Xin understands her very well.

Soon, the banquet began.

A total of eight tables were invited today, all of whom were important members of the military government and their families.

We are on our own, and the banquet is very casual.

Governor Jing said a toast.

After a long list of words, I finally got to the point: "My daughter is a lucky star. Because she is several years older than my other daughters, she will be my eldest daughter from now on."

Everyone applauded and called Yan Xin "Miss".

From now on, there is no need to call her "Miss Xi from the Jiang family", just call her "Miss" first.

As for the title of a person, the most noble one should be chosen.

Yan Xin stood up with a smile.

The military governor invited a reporter again, and specifically asked Yan Xin to stand between him and his wife, and took a photo for the reporter to publish.

Tomorrow morning, everyone in Yicheng can see the new eldest daughter of the Governor's Mansion from the morning newspaper.

Yan Xin endured her emotions, her eyes still a little wet.

She knew that her destiny was changing little by little.

"...In addition to clearing your name, Abba also prepared a gift for you." After the meal, the governor and his wife invited Yan Xin to the small lounge and gave her a gift.

Jing Yuanzhao sat next to her and looked at her with a smile. The pear vortex is deep and the eyes are focused.

Yan Xin avoided his gaze and looked at the gift given to her by the warlord.