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Chapter 138 Young Marshal, Your Wife Escapes Again (5)

Ye Lan is carefully copying the Lotus Sutra stroke by stroke.

Hearing this, Ye Lan's beautiful eyebrows furrowed fiercely: "Presumptuous! It's obvious that you behaved improperly and competed with others for jealousy, which made our Qiao's house restless!"

A big hat was buttoned down.

If it was the original owner, he should become terrified, and then obey this woman!

Ling Xiao is not afraid, with a straight posture and a calm expression: "Mother-in-law! I am not jealous of any outsider... Strictly speaking, as the wife of the young master Mingmei, others can only envy and hate me How could it be my turn to be jealous?"

"you……"

Without waiting for Ye Lan to refute, Ling Xiao interrupted the other party leisurely and joyfully: "It's that Miss Xu Lejun, who has no name and no distinction, and runs to Qiao's mansion shamelessly all day long, sticking with the young master. Miss Xu Claiming to be a progressive young woman, but what she has done is destroying other people's marriages, or even willing to degenerate into someone else's affair?"

"Could it be that in the name of love, you can unscrupulously hurt innocent people?"

These words were penetrating, revealing a bit of strong irony.

Sure enough, Ye Lan's face suddenly became ugly.

The young master Qiao Ye is Ye Lan's most precious son.

Xu Lejun is the white moonlight in Qiao Ye's heart.

Qiao Ye was dissatisfied with the family's arrangement, and had always kept a respectful distance from the original owner, a victim of a feudal arranged marriage, wishing to kick him off and remarry a new woman who fell in love with him.

Yes, Ye Lan knew it all.

My precious son was born with a different heart, went abroad for a walk, and when he returned home, he clamored to dissolve the marriage contract of the matchmaker, and even regarded the original owner as a stumbling block in his pursuit of true love.

but……

The Feng family's current power is at its peak.

The original owner's father, Feng Jian, is the deputy prime minister of the new government and belongs to the new elite of the imperial capital.

The original owner's eldest brother, Feng Yue, is a successful businessman with good management skills.

Ye Lan didn't have the kind of carelessness of Qiao Ye.

Ever since the original owner married into Qiao's residence and became a legitimate young mistress, with the support and help of the Feng family, the Qiao family successfully defeated their competitors and quickly gained a foothold in the huge imperial capital.

It's even more clever than Ye Qingnan, the commander of the Northeast, marrying his precious daughter to the Qiao family.

Now that the warlords are separatist and the forces in various places are entrenched, no matter how tyrannical Ye Qingnan is in the Northeast, he will be a warlord leader at best when he comes to the imperial capital where rich and powerful are everywhere.

It can't be regarded as powerful at all, let alone cover the sky with one hand.

This is also the most important reason why the Qiao family settled in the Imperial Capital, and Ye Lan was able to secure her position as the mistress of the Qiao Mansion.

Thinking of this, Ye Lan's face softened a little, and she pretended to comfort her: "Ling Xiao, I know that you have suffered a little bit of grievance with the young master, and it may not be satisfactory. But when a man marries a wife and a virtuous man, you must do your part and sit in the rear It is your unshirkable responsibility to help the young master stabilize this family..."

Ye Lan's official words... are really slippery.

Old God Ling Xiao was listening.

It wasn't until the end of Ye Lan's lecture that Ling Xiao replied solemnly: "Mother-in-law! In fact, everyone in the Qiao family knows that the young master's heart is not on me."

Ye Lan frowned, with a displeased look on her face: "You child... why are you so fussy? How can a man put all his attention on the woman in the house if he wants to do big things outside?"

Ling Xiao shook his head solemnly, and said with a smile: "But in fact, the mother-in-law knows better than anyone else."

Ye Lan put down the Zihao pen in his hand, glanced at the still ink-stained copy of the Lotus Sutra, and sneered with a bit of contempt: "So what? Your father-in-law has never put his heart on me. But Madam Qiao The place is mine."

"Ling Xiao, the eldest young master is indeed a little naive, always chasing after that kind of love between men and women."

"You are different. The Qiao family values ​​you because you are like me and can understand clearly."

"It's not easy for a woman to walk around the world in her life."

"Ling Xiao, I can assure you that as long as you are willing, on behalf of the Qiao family, I can keep you firmly in the position of the eldest mistress, and I will never let the tricks of women outside succeed."

"How about it?"

How cunning!
Give me a slap and a sweet date.

Ling Xiao smiled calmly: "Mother-in-law, are you promising me to let me choose freely?"

Penetrates the topic subtly.

Ye Lan suddenly felt something was wrong.

The former daughter-in-law didn't have such sharp eyes, her expression looked cold and luxurious.

Although Feng Lingxiao is a lady of every family, she has been raised in a deep boudoir all year round, and has inherited a set of rules. She is a bit reluctant to let go, and sometimes seems to be hesitant, dull and honest.

Ye Lan barely suppressed the doubts in her heart, and decided to continue to observe.

Maybe this is Feng Lingxiao's true face?

Or, what newspaper reviews and new ideas have been circulated from abroad recently?

"You go down first!" Ye Lan waved her hand pretending to be tired.

Ling Xiao stood still, and said with a stubborn smile: "Mother-in-law! I will keep this matter in my heart. Since my mother-in-law intends to let me go, of course I am grateful."

Ye Lan's eyelids twitched unnaturally. Looking at the other person's appearance, how could he be half grateful?

It was clearly a cunning little fox!
Before Ye Lan could think of a countermeasure, Ye Meizhen walked in swayingly on her high heels.

"Yo! Why is it so lively?"

When Ye Lan saw her aunt and her little niece, her expression tightened immediately, and a look of disgust flashed in her beautiful eyes.

"Auntie, please sit down!" Ye Lan smiled.

Just like before.

An understatement of the title of "auntie" clearly marked the two people's current positions.

"You seldom come to my place, what kind of wind blows you here today?"

Ye Meizhen did not take her seat, but stared at Ye Lan deliberately and ironically with a posture of looking down.

"Ma'am, I'm passing by to see the excitement."

"I heard that the young master is angry?"

It is exactly which pot is not opened and which pot is lifted.

With a solemn expression, Ye Lan sneered and said, "It's just a small cold. I've called a doctor a long time ago, and Ah Ye's fever has subsided right now, and he's drinking porridge, reading a book and studying in his room!"

After a pause, Ye Lan deliberately revealed a sly mocking smile: "Auntie, just now Qiao Mian came to visit Aye in my room, and he said he likes the thrush at my door."

"If my aunt likes it, I can decide to give the thrush to Qiao Mian."

"I remember that kid Qiao Mian likes pets very much. There is also a hunting dog and a Persian cat in the house? It's quite interesting to play with cats and dogs all day long."

This... Could it be that this is the legendary plaything?

A cat and a dog... really kill without blood!

Sure enough, Ye Meizhen's face darkened sharply, and she snorted coldly: "Ma'am, you have kept the door to yourself all year round, you probably don't know yet? Foreign nature magazines have published it. Human beings and pets are good friends. Keeping pets can relieve stress." , soothe emotions, and even cultivate love!"

This time, Ye Lan was successfully defeated by the opponent.

(End of this chapter)