Report to the Marquis! The Madam went to the military camp to flirt with men again

A darkness surged in Fu Lifeng's eyes and he curled his lips slightly.

Not a big deal? That's great!

Just don't be rare!

When the Fu family is destroyed, you won’t be hurt!

Lin Zhuwei was admiring the flowers and playing with the birds in the yard. From afar, she saw He Zhilan sitting in the pavilion with his back to her, in a daze.

Lin Zhuwei still has a good impression of this kind-hearted cousin.

No idea what He Zhilan was thinking. Even after she walked behind him, He Zhilan was still staring at the handkerchief in his hand in a daze.

Lin Zhuwei took a closer look and couldn't help but grin.

No wonder this handkerchief looks so familiar! Isn't it the same as the one in Fu Lifeng's hand?

Apart from the different colors, the needlework techniques are the same, and even the word "静" in the lower right corner is exactly the same.

It turns out that He Zhilan is thinking about the Second Master.

"Sister Zhilan." Lin Zhuwei greeted with a smile.

He Zhilan turned around and saw Lin Zhuwei standing behind him. He looked a little flustered. He quickly stuffed the handkerchief into his sleeve pocket, stood up and replied softly, "Sister-in-law is fine."

In Lin Zhuwei's eyes, her expression and movements were the shyness and timidity of a girl who had her thoughts discovered.

Lin Zhuwei smiled but didn't say anything to point it out to her.

"Sister, sit down." Lin Zhuwei sat down and pulled her again.

He Zhilan's demeanor returned to normal, and he smiled warmly: "Sister-in-law, hasn't Brother Yan come back yet?"

"Not yet. I don't care about him." Lin Zhuwei sneered, "I would be relieved if he didn't come back for a long time. That way I can be free."

"Sister-in-law really loves to joke. This is Brother Yan's home. If he doesn't come back, where else can he go?"

"Who knows if he has another family outside?" Lin Zhuwei laughed, "Maybe he has a mistress outside."

"Sister-in-law, please don't talk nonsense. Brother Yan is not that kind of person."

A clear voice interrupted the two of them: "Tell me, what kind of person is he?"

Lin Zhuwei and He Zhilan turned their heads and saw that it was Fu Lifeng.

"Brother Feng." He Zhilan smiled first and also greeted him.

Fu Lifeng nodded and said with a smile: "Zhilan, go on, what kind of person do you think Fu Junyan is?"

He Zhilan smiled and said, "Anyway, in my opinion, Brother Yan is an upright and serious person who keeps himself clean. He is a good man worthy of trust. Sister-in-law, am I right?"

Before Lin Zhuwei could answer, Fu Lifeng said, "What do you mean by upright and serious? In my opinion, he is just being hypocritical and pedantic."

Lin Zhuwei couldn't help but burst out laughing, thinking of the scene where Fu Junyan always taught her with a stern face, "You'd better restrain yourself."

I couldn't help but nod and agree: "Second Master is right. He is just hypocritical."

He Zhilan opened his mouth but couldn't say anything, so he could only pout and look at them quietly.

Lin Zhuwei's eyes moved between the two of them, and he felt more and more that they were a perfect match, so he thought of leaving some space for the young couple.

"You guys chat first, I'll go back to change clothes." Lin Zhuwei said, then shook his hand and walked back.

After walking for a while, I looked back and saw the two of them talking happily with smiles on their faces. I thought to myself: It is always a joy to see two people in love with each other.

However, many years later, after so many things had happened, Lin Zhuwei looked back and thought that perhaps everything was a mistake from the very beginning.

Not long after Lin Zhuwei left, a servant came over to greet the two of them: "Second Young Master, Miss Zhilan, the old lady wants to see you."

"Do you know what it is?" Fu Lifeng asked.

"Mr. He and Miss Yujiao have come to the mansion. The old lady invites you to come over for a gathering."

"Father, what important matter has brought you here at this time?" He Zhilan asked curiously.

Fu Lifeng showed little interest and told the servant, "Just tell the old lady that I have to go out for something."

He Zhilan was not surprised.

Although this cousin appears to be gentle and smiling to everyone, there is a natural aloofness in his character that only people who are close to him will notice.

"Brother Feng, go ahead and do your work. I'll go over first."

After saying goodbye to each other, they left in different directions.

When He Zhilan returned to the main hall, he felt that the atmosphere was not right.

Madam Fu was obviously a little angry, and her father He Shengqi also looked a little unfriendly.

When He Yujiao saw He Zhilan, her somewhat uneasy expression immediately became joyful. She walked over, held He Zhilan's hand, and called enthusiastically, "Sister!"

He Zhilan nodded, slightly broke free from her hand, walked to stand beside Madam Fu, and then called out, "Father, why are you free today?"

He Zhilan feels more distant from this father.

Since I didn't grow up with him, I could never get close to him.

He Shengqi snorted in response, obviously unhappy.

He Zhilan asked softly, "Aunt, what's wrong?"

"Let your father speak for himself!" Madam Fu poked her cane. Seeing that He Shengqi had a dark face but dared not speak, she said angrily, "Why? Why don't you speak? Humph! Zhilan is right here, why don't you dare to speak?"

He Zhilan felt a little uneasy and asked in a low voice, "What happened?"

"Sister, congratulations, father has found a good marriage for you." He Yujiao blinked her eyes and responded with a smile.

"If it's a good marriage, why don't you marry!" Mrs. Fu said angrily.

He Yujiao was scolded so much that her face turned red and she was filled with shame and anger, but she dared not say a word.

Madam Fu gritted her teeth and met He Shengqi's evasive eyes. She was simply furious at his lack of fighting spirit: "When the Huo family was at its peak and business was flourishing, you went to curry favor with them and casually promised to marry them."

He Zhilan's heart tightened, and he vaguely guessed what was going on. He looked at He Shengqi with resentment in his eyes.

But He Shengqi was scolded and felt ashamed. He murmured, "I..."

Madam Fu interrupted him harshly: "If you didn't want to marry He Yujiao to him wholeheartedly, would you bring her to visit from time to time and attend the various banquets held by the Huo family?"

"Now that the Huo family is on the verge of defeat, you don't want Yujiao to marry into the family and suffer, but I, Zhilan, can endure all that suffering?!"

Madam Fu was so angry that her face turned green: "Don't think that Zhilan is kind-hearted and doesn't fight or compete, so he is an easy persimmon to be picked on! You didn't raise him, so you don't know how to feel sorry for him!"

There was a thunder in He Zhilan's head and it exploded with a "boom".

The Huo family of Huixi City, the upstart businessman engaged in the wine-making business?

In the past few years, it was very popular and had a huge business, even monopolizing the supply of wine to many wine shops and restaurants in Huixi City and Beijing.

The wine brewed by the Huo family was once a rare delicacy on the tables of the children of various noble families in the capital, and it was unparalleled at the time.

But since Huo Quan's sudden death a year ago, each branch of the Huo family has been busy fighting for the family wealth, and the family has been torn apart. They have no intention of running the wine business, and the business has plummeted since then, and is on the verge of collapse.

"I, I'm here to discuss this with you, right? Why are you so angry? Besides, the boy from the Huo family is a scholar after all, so he's a good match for Lan.