Chapter 43 Just as I want, I don't know when the president will send people to the Young Marshal's Mansion?
In the living room, the atmosphere was so quiet that it was weird, Chu Yunyao was still leisurely knocking melon seeds, and her emotions were not affected at all.
But the four sisters of the Chu family were not as calm as Chu Yunyao, and they all had their own thoughts, and after Si Wanrou took Si Jinchen away, the four sisters began to whisper:
"Didn't you say that the young marshal is only five feet tall, with short legs and a thick neck, a blue face and buckteeth, and a bald and fat head? How can it be so ...... Pretty? Chu Yunyan said hatefully: "It's really a flower inserted in cow dung." β
"Young Marshal's wife, all five fiancΓ©es died tragically, why is she still alive? Maybe one day she'll ...... Hmph, she was allowed to pick up such a big bargain for nothing. Chu Yunlan didn't know what kind of vinegar she was eating.
"Obviously, my father didn't let us marry into the Young Marshal's Mansion to slander the Young Marshal like this."
Chu Yunxi thought of Mo Lingyuan's maintenance of Chu Yunyao just now, and jealousy took root and grew like vines in his heart, and his nails were deeply pinched into his palms.
Chu Yunqian was still stunned at this moment, and she hadn't recovered from the shock just now.
As the eldest lady of the Chu family, she has the greatest certainty and chance of marrying into the Young Marshal's Mansion, but she was deceived by those unfounded rumors from the outside world, and she missed such a high-quality and handsome man in vain.
In her dreams, she wants to find a husband who is powerful and beautiful, domineering and takes good care of her.
Such a good opportunity was given to a lowly hillbilly.
When she introduced herself to Mo Lingyuan under the pretext of being a little bit just now, the man didn't even fall on her from the corner of his eye, and directly ignored her completely.
And the eyes that looked at Chu Yunyao were full of affection and love, full of doting.
This man should obviously be hers, if there is no Chu Yunyao, the person who the young marshal wants to marry is her.
It's all to blame for this ugly bastard, she snatched her man.
snatched the position of the young marshal's wife, which should have belonged to him.
There is also the pink diamond hairpin on Chu Yunyao's head, which is the treasure of Biyuxuan's town store, and it is a jewel that she has begged Si Jinchen for many times but has not gotten, and it is actually worn on Chu Yunyao's head......
Chu Yunqian's eyes were full of bitter resentment, staring at Chu Yunyao with burning eyes, eager to tear her apart.
Chu Yunyao ignored the resentment, jealousy, or hatred of these people, threw the melon seeds in his hand out of boredom, stood up and walked out.
"Where?" Mo Lingyuan happened to come out of the study.
Chu Yunyao stopped: "There is something wrong, I want to go shopping on the street." β
A good time, you can't waste it here, looking at Si Wanrou's reaction, Wen Ruyi's death is really related to her, but I don't know if Chu Qingze is also involved.
The fetal poison she brought out of her mother's body is a good proof of this.
"I'm with you." Mo Lingyuan strode towards her.
The president chased after him and admonished: "What I just told you, you think about it, I will wait for your reply." β
President Gong's gaze looked at Chu Yunyao's body for a moment, and he shook his head secretly.
Chu Yunyao asked casually, "What's the matter?" Does it have anything to do with me? β
The president seemed to have found a breakthrough to compensate Mo Lingyuan, and said with a warm smile: "It's related to it, it's okay to say it's okay, but it doesn't matter much, I plan to arrange two women for Ling Yuan to serve him closely."
In the future, you only need to be in charge of the middle feed in the mansion, and the matter of taking care of Ling Yuan can be handed over to the new people in the mansion, which can just reduce your burden.
What do you think? β
Chu Yunyao's smile slowly spread from the corners of his eyes and eyebrows, and he said happily: "It's exactly what I want, I don't know when the president will send people to the Young Marshal's Mansion?" β