My wife is not a demon

In addition, she herself has concerns about her identity.

When Suzaku completely exposes this identity one day, the honeymoon period between her and her husband may really be in crisis, and they may even separate.

At that time, it would be nice to have someone by my husband's side to relieve boredom.

Although Yun Zhiyue was good, she was not much better than her.

After all, the status of Da Si Ming is enough to trap her for a lifetime, so...Meng Yanqing is a good companion and lover in all aspects.

The only obstacle is the dead man Awei.

So after thinking all night, Bai Xianyu took his newly recruited little follower, Su Qiaoer, to find Zhang Awei.

Of course, you have to explain the situation to Ah Wei calmly.

Anyway, Ah Wei has a special status, so everyone sat down and had a friendly chat, trying not to hurt their feelings.

Show absolute sincerity.

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"The specific situation is like this. Your mother has been alone for so many years, and she should have someone to rely on, so I hope you can make a statement."

Bai Xianyu's beautiful eyes looked forward, and there was a faint smile between her red lips.

In a slightly dark room.

Zhang Awei was silent, the veins on his forehead were slightly protruding, and his face was flushed red.

Obviously, he was emotionally unstable.

"I don't force you to make a choice. After all, my husband and Sister Meng have already slept together, so procrastination will eventually attract criticism. Besides, you are not her own son,"

Bai Xianyu looked down at the five slender hands as white as frost, and said softly.

"Sister Meng is also in her 30s, and she doesn't have many years to waste. I hope you can understand her, okay?"

"--it is good."

Zhang Awei clenched his fists tightly, and squeezed out two words from his throat.

Bai Xianyu frowned: "Are you not happy?"

Zhang Awei shook his head, and said firmly, "Sister-in-law, you are right, I agree to this marriage."

Hearing this, Bai Xianyu breathed a sigh of relief, and showed a gentle smile: "Awei, you are indeed a good person. I didn't expect it to go so smoothly. Then it's settled, and I hope you don't have any emotions."

"No, no..."

Zhang Awei shook his head and squeezed out a smile. "Actually, only the leader in this world is worthy of my mother, ah... only sister-in-law, you are worthy of... the leader..."

"Okay, stop flattering."

Seeing that the other party was about to be out of breath, Bai Xianyu signaled Su Qiaoer to let go of Zhang Awei's neck: "Anyway, it's good that you have this awareness."

Zhang Awei, who had recovered his normal breathing, gasped heavily.

It feels like I have walked through the gate of hell.

Seeing Su Qiaoer pick up the knife and lay it between his legs, Zhang Awei nodded quickly: "Where is my sister-in-law, I have always been very enlightened, and my mother will definitely be happy if she follows the team leader."

"Looks like it was a pleasant conversation."

Bai Xianyu smiled pleasantly and said to Su Qiaoer. "Untie him."

Chapter 228 Mr. Linghu!

Mr. Linghu's real name is Mr. Linghu.

Just like his name, in the eyes of others, he is a gentleman as elegant as jade.

Gentle and elegant personality, handsome features, rich poetic talent, humorous, and slightly accomplished in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, she is the perfect lover in the hearts of thousands of women.

Even in the classroom, the children respect and love him extremely.

He is not rigid and harsh in his lectures like other masters, and he will extend some very interesting stories when he tells many arguments.

It not only arouses children's interest, but also conveys the truth in a simple way.

At this time outside the classroom.

Chen Mu and Mr. Ruan sat on chairs and chatted.

Chen Mu came to the college to ask Mr. Linghu about some things. He happened to meet Mr. Ruan on the road, and they came together.

Seeing Mr. Linghu giving a lecture, he waited outside.

"Teacher, preaching, teaching, and solving doubts..."

Listening to Mr. Linghu's lecture in the classroom, Mr. Ruan said with emotion. "It would be great if the Great Yan Dynasty had more teachers like Linghu, but it's a pity that there are too many old-fashioned people."

Chen Mu nodded slightly: "Indeed."

Linghu's education method is very similar to some modern teachers, which is extremely rare in this era.

Mr. Ruan turned his head to look at Chen Mu, and said with a smile: "You are also a member of the Imperial College now, why don't you spare some time to give lectures to the children?"

Hearing this, Chen Mu directly refused: "I'm uneducated."

Then he added another sentence: "But let me go to the brothel to preach and teach, and save those women who have stumbled. I have plenty of energy."

Mr. Ruan smiled wryly.

In the classroom, Mr. Linghu told the children another story, which was about a story of 'The Scholar and the Fox Demon'.

The story goes something like this:

On a rainy night on a certain day of a certain year, a scholar who was going to Beijing for an exam ran into a mountain temple to hide from the rain, and happened to see a little injured fox.

The little fox was all white and pitiful, lying on the ground dying.

Seeing this scene, the scholar couldn't bear it, so he found herbs to heal the little fox, lit a fire for it to keep warm, and pulled it back from the gate of life and death.

Just as the scholar was leaving, the little fox suddenly spoke.

He said that he would repay this kindness in the future.

After that, the scholar went to Beijing to become an official, and the little fox was gradually forgotten by him...