Favoring concubines and killing wives? The miraculous doctor mistress went crazy after her rebirth

Su Wanruo was becoming more and more panicked, and she even felt that any little bitch from a corner could step on her head.

How would the people in the mansion view her?

Su Wanruo's words made Murong Chuan very dissatisfied with her.

No matter what Murong Yanran was like, she was still his daughter.

Even though he was usually careless, he would not allow anyone to trample on his daughter.

Like it was humiliating him.

At this moment, Murong Chuan's face turned pale.

"Wanruo, you were not like this before. You used to be so kind."

"Why can't you tolerate a child? She is only six years old. What's wrong with taking care of her food and clothing? Will it have any impact on the Marquis' Mansion?"

Murong Chuan also has feelings for Su Wanruo, but he feels much more indifferent now.

But after seeing Lin Qiuse, he felt the excitement and anticipation.

Can't wait to see Lin Qiu Se.

Comparing Su Wanruo with Lin Qiuse, Murong Chuan felt that Su Wanruo was still inferior to Lin Qiuse in every way.

One day Murong Yanran will definitely be recorded in his family tree.

If Su Wanruo really became his wife, she would definitely not treat Murong Yanran well.

At this moment, Murong Chuan thought of Lin Qiuse in his mind. He could actually let Lin Qiuse be his wife, and Su Wanruo could be his concubine.

Lin Qiuse is so kind that she will definitely treat Murong Yanran well.

Yesterday, a carriage almost trampled a child on the road, and it was Lin Qiuse who risked his life to save the child.

He was shopping at the time and was far away so he didn't have time to do anything.

I just felt that Lin Qiuse was so beautiful and kind at that moment.

She can be so nice to a strange child, so if she enters the Marquis' Mansion, she will definitely be nice to Murong Yanran.

Su Wanruo had no idea what Murong Chuan was thinking at this moment.

"To put it bluntly, you just care about her. Why do you care about her so much? Is she really from the Murong family?"

The more Murong Chuan cared about Murong Yanran, the more uncomfortable Su Wanruo felt, and the more unhappy she felt.

Moreover, she vaguely heard from the servants that Murong Yanran was someone Murong Chuan brought back from the border outside, and was not a member of the Murong family at all.

Murong Chuan's eyes sharpened, "What do you mean?"

"what do you know!"

Su Wanruo looked at Murong Chuan's expression and her face changed. "So you brought her back from outside, right?"

"So what if I brought them back from outside? I arranged for the people of the Murong family to live in the mansion. Do I have to report to you?"

Murong Chuan suddenly felt annoyed.

"Su Wanruo, are you going to control everything for me? Can't I tell you everything?"

"Don't forget, I am the Marquis of the Marquisate."

He has been suppressed and controlled by his mother since he was a child, and he hates the feeling of being controlled and having no say in his own affairs.

Now Su Wanruo is just his concubine, and relying on her mother's favor, she actually starts to boss him around.

Su Wanruo looked at Murong Chuan, who had suddenly become stern, with her eyes wide open, unable to believe it.

"How dare you talk to me like this? You've forgotten what you promised me!"

"You're acting like a marquis in front of me!"

Su Wanruo really cried this time, with tears falling in large quantities.

Maybe Su Wanruo cried too many times, and maybe Murong Chuan also got Su Wanruo.

Perhaps it was because of Qingdai's incident that there was already a rift between Murong Chuan and Su Wanruo.

So when Murong Chuan looked at Su Wanruo's tears at this moment, he no longer felt the same worry as before.

I even feel that she cries all the time, which is annoying.

He clearly didn't do anything, but he acted like he was being bullied.

Murong Chuan didn't want to talk anymore, so he said, "Calm down!"

Murong Chuan didn't want to quarrel with Su Wanruo at this time.

For some reason, when he returned to the Marquis' Mansion, he felt really tired.

I feel extremely relaxed these days with Lin Qiuse.

Murong Chuan said this and walked out.

Seeing Murong Chuan's posture, Su Wanruo panicked and quickly reached out to grab Murong Chuan's sleeve.

"Why are you leaving?"

Su Wanruo was already anxious because she hadn't seen Murong Chuan these days.

She originally thought that he would stay at her place when he came back.

But it was getting late, and he wanted to leave. Where should he go?

Going to the lady?

"You weren't home these days. You didn't go back to Huguo Temple when it snowed heavily that day. You don't know how worried I was. I couldn't sleep. You finally came back, but you are like this!"

Su Wanruo was flustered and anxious.

Murong Chuan's heart softened a bit, and he said, "I just have some official business to take care of."

"You take a rest first, I'll come to see you another day!"

As he said this, he pulled Su Wanruo's hand away and walked away.

Su Wanruo became more and more flustered as she looked at Murong Chuan's figure.

She just felt as if some things were beyond her control.

Murong Chuan was not like this before.

In the past, no matter what she said, he would always coax her and go along with her in a good-tempered manner.

He became anxious whenever she cried.

Now he had no patience at all.

Su Wanruo sat down on the ground dejectedly.

The two maids waiting outside the house looked at Su Wanruo like this and didn't even think of going forward to help her.

The young master has been kind to them, and their families all work under him.

The young master was so good to his sister Su Wanruo, but she caused the young master to go to jail.

Even though the young master was like that, Su Wanruo didn't show any expression at all, and didn't even mention visiting him.

Not to mention asking someone to send something in.

She seemed to have forgotten the young master.

Although the two maids' indentures are in Su Wanruo's hands, the person they truly pledge allegiance to in their hearts is the eldest master.

When Ren's mother came over, she happened to see this scene.

She shook her head. In the marquis's mansion, without the favor of the old lady and the marquis, this cousin would be nothing even if she became a concubine.

Looking at the expressions of the two maids, Mother Ren understood even more clearly that Su Wanruo was unpopular.

Perhaps Su Wanruo has been living under someone else's roof for too long and has become humble at heart, so she has become more and more ambitious and wants to be in a higher position. As a result, she does not treat her servants as human beings, not knowing that servants can play a crucial role.

Madam is well aware of this truth!

Su Wanruo still wants to fight with the Madam, but how can she defeat the Madam!

"Aunt, the Marquis must be tired from working outside these days. Aunt, take a good rest. The Marquis will definitely come to see you after he's done with his work."

"Mother Ren, has the Marquis changed? He doesn't treat me the same way as before!"

Su Wanruo could feel that Murong Chuan was obviously different this time when he returned.

"Auntie, you are overthinking. The relationship between you and the Marquis over the years is incomparable to others. Auntie, don't worry. No one in this mansion can surpass you."

"The old lady protects my aunt, and the marquis doesn't like my lady, so he naturally misses my aunt."

Su Wanruo shook her head and said, "It was like this before, but ever since Qingdai appeared and gave him a taste of the new world, he has changed."

"I want Qingdai to die, but Qingdai's death has nothing to do with me."

"The Marquis still blames me in his heart!"

Of course she wished Qingdai would die, but her death made the Marquis remember Qingdai.

"It's all Jiang Zhinian's fault. If it weren't for her, nothing would have happened like this."

Su Wanruo gritted her teeth.

She was unwilling to accept that she failed to deal with Jiang Zhinian during this trip to Huguo Temple.

She wants Jiang Zhinian to die!

She didn't want to wait any longer.