The wife is crazy!

"Or does the master know some secret of the county magistrate?"

"Do you think your master is a god? He knows everything?"

Can the county magistrate's secret be known to anyone?

The Jiang Tang in the previous life didn’t know, and the Jiang Tang now doesn’t know even more.

Jiang Tang turned the Buddhist beads on his left hand, his eyes distant but full of scheming.

"It doesn't matter whether I know or not. What matters is that she thinks I know."

Ling Yu was confused after hearing this and complained inwardly.

"I don't understand what you are saying. It's better not to say it."

After a while, Jiang Ting moved out step by step, and the servants beside him hurried forward to support him.

He was secretly surprised: "Aren't you going to sue Jiang Tang? How come he went in fine and came out fine, but my master was beaten to pieces?"

Jiang Ting stared at Jiang Tang not far away, gritting his teeth and veins bulging in his neck.

At her age, she couldn't bear the thirty blows of the stick. She felt that her life was about to be lost.

Jiang Tang turned his head slightly and smiled at his mother-in-law, but the smile did not reach his eyes and was a little cold.

"Mother-in-law, you are still strong and healthy!"

I hit you with thirty sticks but still couldn't kill you.

Although she didn't say it out loud, Jiang Ting could understand what she meant.

"Don't be so arrogant, little girl. It's still unknown who will win!"

Jiang Ting's chest heaved violently with anger, and he looked at Jiang Tang with eyes spitting fire. Aunt Liu, who was supporting her, could feel that the head of the family was shaking with anger.

"hehe."

Jiang Tang walked forward with a smile, smoothed the wrinkles on Jiang Ting's collar, straightened the messy corners of his clothes, and leaned forward.

The red lips opened slightly beside the old woman's ear.

"You can't beat me!"

"Old, no, dead!"

Every word is extremely clear.

Jiang Ting looked at the smiling Jiang Tang and became so angry that he fainted.

The Jiang family's servants were in chaos again.

"Jiang-Tang-"

Zi Yan walked towards them step by step, looking mysterious and charming in a purple dress, the purple gem hairpin on her head sparkling in the sunlight.

The purple flower ornament on the forehead adds an exotic touch.

Jiang Tang blinked.

"The one who manages the slave market?"

"Thanks for remembering me."

Zi Yan's phoenix eyes were full of charm, and she looked at Jiang Tang with a smile on her lips.

"You still owe me nine taels of silver."

Jiang Tang shook her ponytail and raised her chin towards Ling Yu.

"You sold this thing for one ounce of silver, but my little red is worth ten ounces!"

"........."

It’s been almost half a year, why are you still thinking about it!

"Then you instigated Shen Tuozi to attack us, and that matter has not been settled yet!"

Zi Yan took a sudden step forward, and the distance between them was so close that if they were just a little closer, their lips would touch.

Zi Yan has always been confident in his beauty, and no woman can remain calm in front of him.

But looking at the other person's indifferent eyes, he became more curious about this woman.

It is incredible in itself that a gangster can manipulate North and South Streets at will.

"Is there any evidence?"

How can you say I did it without any evidence?

"Whether there is one or not, that's up to me."

Zi Yan's eyes flickered, revealing the confidence that came from his strength.

Jiang Tang slowly stroked the other person's long hair with one hand, his eyes depicting the other person's delicate facial features.

Like a lured prey, it immediately fell into a trap.

It is undeniable that Zi Yan is indeed outstanding in appearance, otherwise she would not have been accepted by Jiang Tang, let alone been favored by the empress.

but.

"what!"

Sister Jiang grabbed his hair and pulled it back. Instantly, he cried out in pain and his head tilted back.

Their faces were all filled with surprise.

Jiang Tang's voice came to my ears.

"Then you are really awesome."

The voice was indifferent but mixed with sarcasm.

By the time Zi Yan reacted, Jiang Tang had already let him go and took a few steps back.

A gentle breeze blew, lifting the loose hair in front of her, and her high ponytail fluttered in the wind.

Jiang Tang is such a strange woman.

When interacting with her, people often overlook her beautiful facial features and ignore that she is also a woman with stunning beauty.

However, everyone was particularly attracted by her unruly and free-spirited nature.

She was turning Buddhist beads with her hands behind her back. Her 1.80-meter-tall figure was well-proportioned, and her long legs lifted up her skirt as she strode away.

Zi Yan stared blankly at the other person leaving, the sunlight shining on his back.

Whose heart is beating out of control?

No matter how much time passes or how many times we meet, some people will always fall in love with them again and again...

The heartbeat is destined, no matter in past or present life.

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The sky is like a man's face, cloudy and sunny.

The sky was clear in the morning, but it was covered with dark clouds in the afternoon and it started to rain heavily.

Heavy rain washed over the entire town, making a loud crackling sound. The strong wind wrapped around the raindrops, blocking the view, and it was painful when it blew onto the body.

Looking at the heavy rain outside, Dan Ni leaned against the door frame dejectedly, and her short hair, which had been full of energy, was now wilted.

She folded her arms and looked at the rain curtain. Everyone in the store had left and the entire second floor was empty with only her left.

She didn't dare to go back.

She was shamefully cowardly.

The rain came just in time, and she was even grateful for the rain, which gave her a chance to catch her breath.

Small courtyard, small door——

'Clap clap clap! '

Jiang Youbai stood at the door in surprise. Xiaoyi had gone into the house without saying a word since he came back last night.

I didn’t eat dinner last night, nor did I eat this morning, and I didn’t eat lunch either. Are you sick?

"Xiaoyi, what's wrong with you? Are you sick?"

"Brother Youbai, I'm fine."

A muffled sound came from inside the door, and after a while, it seemed that Xiaoyi would not make any sound anymore.

He asked again: "Sister Danni, are you back?"

"No, maybe it was delayed by the rain?"

The sensitive Jiang Youbai heard a different meaning in Xiaoyi's tone.

He asked worriedly, "Did you two have a fight?"

"No, Brother Youbai, I'm fine."

Jiang Youbai was confused and could only go back, and asked the other party to come out for dinner in the evening.

Xiaoyi didn't say anything and the room was quiet.

Jiang Youbai turned and left, and the heavy rain covered up the sobbing sounds in the house.

In the room, Xiaoyi was lying on the table, crying inconsolably.

His eyes were red and tears rolled down one after another.

The little body was shaking from crying and couldn't stop, with its hair all loose, as if it wanted to give Xiaoyi some comfort.

The scenes from last night kept appearing in his mind.

He stood at the door of the restaurant's room, trembling all over as he listened to the ambiguous sounds coming from inside the room.

he knows.

Danni is inside.

The voice that once gave him infinite hope and comfort now spoke sweet words and shared bliss with others.

The thin Xiaoyi stood outside the door in a daze, as if she was torturing herself, tears dropping onto the floor. The cries from inside the house became louder and louder.

It was not until the noise in the house died down that Xiaoyi seemed to regain consciousness. He moved his body and left the place little by little.

It's as if it had never appeared.