Reborn Fierce Wife: Young Marshal Slowly Coaxes Her

Jiang Mansion has been in a row for half a month.

The third young master Jiang Yunzhou's elopement with his maid Sang Zhi is almost irrefutable.

The servants all believed it.

Except for the eldest wife who refused to believe it, the masters also believed it.

"There must be a reason." The eldest lady said.

However, she has her own judgment deep down.

The eldest wife felt that her son was innocent and simple, and after being deceived by Yan Xin, he was emotionally hurt and wanted to leave home.

When a person is emotionally hurt, he will do many extraordinary things.

Jiang Yunzhou really needed some money, so he made this move.

The eldest wife was unwilling to give her sons a lot of money, fearing that they would learn bad things outside. Jiang Yunzhou and the other brothers were all a little short of money, so they were not frequent visitors to Fireworks Alley and opium dens.

"...In another year and a half, he will come back after spending all his money." The eldest lady said to herself.

She will definitely not bring Sangzhi back, her son is not that stupid.

It is best for Sangzhi to die outside.

Although I am very angry, I still need to adjust my mood and continue to live my life.

After this incident, the elder Jiang Zhiheng made some changes: when he discussed business, he would bring his eldest son with him.

He will also take the Second Young Master and the Western Young Master out to meet guests.

At the same time, he urged the eldest wife to quickly marry the fifth young master who was over fifteen years old.

——If the legitimate son commits a scandal, the family property cannot be left to him alone and needs to be dispersed.

The eldest man plans to use all his five sons.

Whoever succeeds will take over the property.

"Yan Xin, can you lend me some money?" Jiang Siqiao came to Songxiangyuan, "My father is going to take me out, and I have to make some sets of clothes."

When Yan Xin mentioned money, she covered her chest in pain: "I have no money, and I want to ask Mr. Xi for some."

Jiang Siqiao: "Didn't grandma give you two large yellow croakers? You only lost half, and there's still half left."

Then he said, "It's not safe for you here, why not leave it to me for safekeeping so as not to lose it next time."

Yan Xin: "Okay, I'll ask my grandmother."

Jiang Siqiao was a little unhappy.

He added: "Yan Xin, you are my wife after all, you have to be independent. Only when I make a difference will you be honored.

I'm doing big things now. If I suppress my two brothers, the family business will belong to us from now on. If you don't support me now, you will be poor and angry for the rest of your life. "

Yan Xin looked at him quietly: "I'm not that capable. Mr. Xi, do you have this ability?"

Jiang Siqiao: "..."

The two of them failed to reach an agreement, so Jiang Siqiao threw up his sleeves and left.

In the next few days, he came to Songxiangyuan frequently, asking Yan Xin to give him money.

He heard that the third brother had stolen Yan Xin's money, which was more painful than Yan Xin's.

If he had known that the money would be lost, it would be better for him to show off his face and ask for the money.

It's better for him to spend it than to get it cheaper than the third brother.

Therefore, he made up his mind to get the remaining money from Yan Xin.

When he came for the second time, the little puppy Nuomi barked at him and bit his trouser leg.

"This dog ate a plague-infected chicken yesterday. Mr. Xi, be careful not to get bitten by it," Yan Xin said.

Jiang Siqiao was shocked.

Yan Xin did not complain to the old lady this time, but went to tell the eldest lady.

"...Mom, can you ask the accountant to give Xi Shao more money? He is plotting against me. Half of my money was stolen, and I will never dare to give the remaining half to anyone." Yan Xin said .

The eldest lady was very angry.

She couldn't attack Yan Xin.

So she called Jiang Siqiao to her side and scolded him.

The eldest wife's accumulated anger over the past few days was unleashed on Jiang Siqiao, scolding Jiang Siqiao until she was bloody.

Jiang Siqiao was first afraid of his father and secondly of his eldest wife. He was so frightened that his knees went weak. He knelt down and kowtowed to his eldest wife, saying that he would never dare again.

He finally stopped.

In the blink of an eye, it was August, and Jiang Mansion finally became a little quieter.

The turmoil caused by Jiang Yunzhou has temporarily subsided.

With his "departure", Jiang Mansion is reshuffling the cards.

The eldest lady held on as if nothing was wrong. But Yan Xin, who is studying medicine, can tell that the eldest wife is very weak and lacks sleep.

Life changes little by little.

"...Just make a pair of shoes." Yan Xin heard Mrs. Cheng say this.

She asked, "What are the shoes?"

"It's your birthday soon, and Sister Feng asked me what gift to give. In previous years, we always gave you shoes and socks," Mrs. Cheng said.

Only then did Yan Xin remember that her birthday was coming soon.

She was born on the ninth day of August.

"He's eighteen." Mrs. Cheng said with a smile, "She's getting older every day."

Turning fifteen and having haircut means reaching adulthood and it is a big birthday. Other birthdays from now on are not very important.

Time means nothing.

"Yes." Yan Xin said, "It's up to you to make the longevity noodles this year. What you make is more delicious."

Mrs. Cheng said hello.

As they talked, Bai Shuang whispered to Yan Xin that she needed to go out.

Yan Xin asked her what she was doing.

"Send a message to me over there. The young marshal is back. I need to report to the person who used the young marshal last time." Bai Shuang said.

Yan Xin understands.

She thought for a moment and then told Bai Shuang: "You also told him truthfully about the fact that I killed Jiang Yunzhou. There is no need to hide it for me."

Bai Shuang said yes.

After she left, Yan Xin fell into a trance for a while.

The contrast between this life and the previous life has become increasingly divergent.

Later in the evening, Bai Shuang returned.

She didn't come back alone, Jing Yuanzhao came with her.

Yan Xin was slightly surprised.

Jing Yuanzhao didn't even care that the servants were there. He hugged her as soon as he entered the door and carried her back to the room.

Yan Xin: "You..."

The lips were blocked, and the sound was drowned in his kiss.

He kissed her, moved his hands up from under the hem of his clothes, and called her softly: "Zhu Zhu'er, I miss you so much."

Yan Xin pressed against the cabinet and had nowhere to retreat.

He went to unbutton her clothes.

Yan Xin: "No! Jing Yuanzhao, this won't work!"

"Then give me your hand." He gasped and compromised, "Zhu Zhu'er, please touch me, I'm about to burn up."

Yan Xin never dared to make a louder sound.

In the bedroom, she was thrown onto the bed by him, her clothes messy.

When he finally calmed down, Yan Xin's lips were a little numb from his kiss and her fingers were swollen.

The room smells of men.

There is also the faint refreshing taste of tobacco.

She was held in his arms and didn't move. She had no strength and her mood was gloomy.

"...I heard that you killed someone?" Jing Yuanzhao vented his anger and regained his senses, and asked her.

Yan Xin didn't want to answer.

"That's great." Jing Yuanzhao smiled, "When Bai Shuang told me, I thought you were just going to send him away."

Women will relent for a moment.

Yan Xin then spoke: "Sang Zhi died once, and Sulfa took her life back. Not only did I want him to die, Sang Zhi also wanted him to die.

If we are not prepared, Sangzhi and I will give him two lives. Killing him is the right thing to do. "

Jing Yuanzhao smiled, his mood and body feeling particularly comfortable: "Well done, Zhuzhu'er! Even if I'm not with you, you don't have to worry about being bullied."

After hearing these words, Yan Xin felt a little strange in her heart.