Quick Wear: I'm bound to the love strategy system

Jiang Zhiyi was one of the people farthest away from her, but even though he was covering his nose, he was already feeling the choking and about to roll his eyes.

He Youyi grabbed Jiang Zhiyi by the collar and yelled at her: "Run!"

Jiang Zhiyi looked at the person who had completely collapsed on her, and before the third wave of stench spread over, Jiang Zhiyi dragged her and ran outside.

Jiang Zhiyi didn't know how long he ran before he felt the stench leaving him.

After that day, the He family burned countless exquisite clothes. All the food Wang Rouwan had eaten during the week was dug out, and the women in the He family avoided it as much as possible.

She was originally planning to leave in the afternoon, but after this incident she left right away.

Jiang Zhiyi sighed as she cooked porridge, saying that it was really a great achievement to spend little money.

Wang Rouwan's vicious means only cost her 5 points and made her so socially devastated that she dared not see anyone. Although everyone in the He family said that they would not tell this matter to anyone, who doesn't have a good sister or confidant?

It’s a pity that the white plum blossom that He Qinggui gave me was wasted again.

Jiang Zhiyi watched the heat and put the porridge in the pot into an insulated food box after it was cooked.

He Qinggui was sick. This was the first time he was sick since Jiang Zhiyi gave him the body-building pill.

It is said that people who rarely get sick will often get seriously ill. At this time, Jiang Zhiyi must warm him well.

Now is a sensitive period, Jiang Zhiyi can't go to see He Qinggui herself, so she can only let her cook porridge.

Bai Zhi asked Jiang Zhiyi: "Miss, do you really not need to tell the young master that this porridge was made by you yourself?"

Jiang Zhiyi smiled and shook his head: "No need, just tell him that it was made in the kitchen."

She was not the kind of person who would do good deeds without leaving her name. The main reason was that He Qinggui could tell with just one taste, no, one smell, that it was not the work of the kitchen.

Jiang Zhiyi stayed in the He family for so long and learned a lot of things, but cooking was definitely not one of them.

It would be strange if he couldn't guess that Jiang Zhiyi made this unpalatable porridge.

It took me a lot of effort to make a pastry for him before, and I haven't used it yet.

Baizhi took the food box, glanced at her young lady who was watching TV absentmindedly, and went in the direction of Yuqingzhu.

Tianyu and Tianqi looked at Baizhi coming over with the food box, and they didn't dare to say a word, for fear of saying something wrong unknowingly. They were like mutes the whole time as they took Baizhi to meet their master.

Looking at these two unusually silent people, Bai Zhi also mourned for them silently in her heart. The young lady's plan might have left a psychological shadow on these two people who were always chattering.

He Qinggui was still handling official business while recuperating in bed. His wounds had not scabbed over and were still bleeding.

His face was as pale as a piece of paper, he was truly a sick beauty.

Bai Zhijiang said calmly, "Miss heard that the young master was ill, so she asked the kitchen to make some porridge for the servants to bring over. Miss said that the young master could eat it if he wanted, and could throw it away if he didn't want to."

Bai Zhi had an expressionless face, and coupled with what she said, it even sounded a bit provocative.

But after hearing this, He Qinggui turned it over in his mind, imagining how Ye Zi would say this, and couldn't help but smile.

Baizhi left after delivering the food box without saying a word. She was in a hurry to go back and see the young lady.

The young lady cannot be without her, she is the most capable person around her.

There wasn't much porridge in the lunch box, just enough for two bowls.

He was in severe pain behind his back, and there were many things he needed to deal with, plus his father told him about Ye Zi's background.

He had something on his mind and hadn't eaten anything for the past two days. He didn't want to eat, and the people around him didn't dare to force him to eat.

The porridge that Miss Ye sent was delivered very timely, but, was there something wrong?

Tianyu handed the bowl of shredded chicken porridge respectfully to He Qinggui and said indignantly, "What's wrong with the kitchen in this mansion? They are so perfunctory to Miss Ye. I will teach them a lesson later."

He Qinggui drank the mushy porridge with a smile on her face. After hearing Tianyu's words, a trace of helplessness appeared on her jade-like face.

His two servants have followed him since they were young. They are very smart and efficient, but they are completely stupid when it comes to emotional issues.

But being unsympathetic is not a bad thing, it depends on how you use it.

He Yanxiu sat in the study, looking at the information handed over by his subordinates.

This matter is a secret and happened a long time ago, so it's not difficult to find out, but it will take a long time.

Mrs. Tan did not lie. She did not dare to play any tricks when it came to the Tan family's last hope.

As soon as Jiang Zhiyi came back from prison, he informed Mrs. He of his wish to release He's grandson, but He Yanxiu suppressed the matter. Only after he found out that she was not lying did he send his men to do it.

After being released, Tan Jiadong felt dazed. He thought he would stay in prison for the rest of his life.

He went to visit his relatives.

When Mrs. Tan saw that Tan Jiadong was really released, she shed tears. Tan Siyu was finished, but there were still other people in the Tan family.

Fortunately, the Tan family was not destroyed in her hands, and there is still hope for the Tan family.

Mrs. Tan kept crying. The young lady was a very good person and compassion ran in her blood.

Miss, Yunxia is sorry for you and has done such a bad thing!

That night, Mrs. Tan, who had been lingering in prison for several years, passed away in tears in her sleep.

He Yanxiu sat on a chair and looked at his son who had just recovered from a serious illness.

"Have you thought clearly?"

He Qinggui still looked sick, but just standing there was like a poem.

The people on Mo are like jade, and the son is unparalleled in the world.

In the study room filled with the fragrance of books, the soft sunlight shines on his exquisite and impeccable face.

His always gentle and calm face now had a rare hint of youthful spirit.

"Think it through. Miss Ye is the only one in my son's life."

He Yanxiu said grimly, "I won't change even if I receive another 30 bone scraping lashes."

He Qinggui still looked like a gentle and docile gentleman, but the words he said left no room for himself.

“Even if I receive 300 more lashes, my son will not change. I only have Miss Ye in my heart.

If I marry another girl, I will ruin three people's lives, and I can't do that."

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The deliberately cold expression on He Yanxiu's face disappeared, and he burst into laughter instead.

“I never thought that a hypocrite like me actually has a gentleman son.

My son, if you want to be a gentleman, be one for your whole life, and don’t let yourself down in the future.”

The light in He Qinggui's eyes was bright, emitting infinite brilliance, looking dazzling, as if it had gathered the aura of the entire world.

"My son will do his best to live up to himself and Miss Ye, and not let her down, so that she will think she has made a mistake."

When Mrs. He received the news, a relieved smile appeared on her face and she said to Du Ruo beside her.

"Don't let that kid rush me. Go see Xiao Ye and settle this matter."