Reborn Fierce Wife: Young Marshal Slowly Coaxes Her

Madam has arranged dinner.

He Menglan was not invited, even if it was ostensibly to discuss the marriage between Jing Zhonglin and Nie Jiao.

Yan Xin attended.

Sheng Yuanshan was making arrangements, but Yan Xin didn't know what he had arranged.

He told Mrs. Yan Xinhe: "Jing Zhonglin will die."

Yan Xin looked at him but said nothing.

The lady pondered: "Can it be done cleanly?"

"Don't worry." Sheng Yuanshan said.

Madam: "What I mean is, if you are not sure, Zhu Zhu'er does not have to attend. The matter can implicate me, but not her."

Yan Xin looked back at Madam.

——A mother protects her children first when she is in the most danger.

"I'll follow the arrangements." Yan Xin answered.

She doesn't cause trouble.

"It won't implicate Zhuzhu'er. If she doesn't go, she will alert the enemy. When the governor asked about it afterwards, he added suspicion to her for no reason." Sheng Yuanshan said.

He looked at Yan Xin again, with a pair of light brown eyes, with restrained brilliance, "Are you afraid?"

Yan Xin: "I'm not afraid."

"Tell us the plan again," the lady said.

Sheng Yuanshan: "If you know about it, I'm afraid it will be difficult to pretend you don't know anything. Sister, I used the spy you arranged in Xifu.

Man's plans and God's success depend on him. If Jing Zhonglin can't die because God won't accept him, then we won't fight against God. "

He has a steady personality and gentle words, and Yan Xin can only occasionally glimpse the madness and ruthlessness in him from his words.

The lady smiled.

She took a deep breath and said, "Okay, I'll do my best to obey fate."

Yan Xin wants to go back and change clothes.

Sheng Yuanshan specially told her: "Zhuzhu'er, dress up nicely, don't be too plain."

"Okay, I'll wear brighter clothes." Yan Xin said.

The restaurant of the Markham Hotel was not cleared either. There were a few guests in the lobby, and only a few private rooms were reserved and heavily guarded.

Jing Zhonglin is at home, following the arrangements of his sister Jing Feiyan.

"...You just do as I say and you won't go wrong." Jing Feiyan said.

Jing Zhonglin: "This matter is extremely risky. We should deal with Yan Xin first."

"You're here again!" Jing Feiyan was displeased, "Why don't you go tonight and I'll go for you. I can handle this matter."

Jing Zhonglin: "If the matter is revealed, my father will not let us go."

"Then don't expose it." Jing Feiyan said.

Jing Zhonglin's hands were shaking a little, whether it was because he was too cold or too nervous.

Seeing him like this, Jing Feiyan felt angry and a little sad in her heart: "My brothers are all useless."

"Have you decided?" Jing Feiyan asked him, "If you don't do it, tell us earlier, and we will withdraw the plan."

"Do it!" Jing Zhonglin said cruelly, "Become a king or lose a bandit, we have reached this point anyway."

Last time Jing Feiyan persuaded him to cry to the governor, saying that he already knew he was wrong.

He really went.

In the conference room, he cried uncontrollably, saying that he was too young and eager to perform, so he made a big mistake, and asked the warlord to forgive him.

The governor was extremely embarrassed and scolded him and told him to shut up.

After listening to Jing Feiyan's words, he risked his face. Sure enough, his father was a little relieved.

Word also came from Guo Yuan, saying that some generals were interceding for Jing Zhonglin, and they all persuaded the governor to give his son another chance.

The warlord made no comment.

Failure to refute these pleas means there is a chance to stand up.

If he used Nie Jiao and achieved his goal, he might be reused again.

"What are you afraid of? You have become an outcast and have nothing. You are not afraid of wearing shoes when you are barefoot. If you give it a try, you may have a bright future." Jing Feiyan encouraged him.

Jing Zhonglin nodded: "Okay."

Then he said, "Nie Jiao's side..."

"She can't marry you. A wife who doesn't care about you, no matter how prominent her mother-in-law is, can't be helped by you. Don't be greedy." Jing Feiyan said.

Jing Zhonglin was a little surprised: "You are so transparent at such a young age!"

"Although I'm young, I come from a girl's home, and I understand what girls are thinking." Jing Feiyan said.

The brother and sister agreed.

Jing Zhonglin went to pick up Nie Jiao first, asking her to avoid her brother Nie Shaowen, and then told her the plan for tonight alone.

Jing Feiyan went to the Markham Hotel first.

When she arrived, the others hadn't arrived yet, and she was the first.

After a while, Madam, Yan Xin and the Nie family's general staff came in.

Jing Feiyan stood up to greet him.

Yan Xin wears a red cheongsam embroidered with gold peonies. The cheongsam has eye-catching colors, exquisite embroidery, and a gorgeous face, making it particularly flamboyant.

The lady wears a dark blue cheongsam.

In this contrast, Yan Xin became brighter and brighter, and the lights in the restaurant seemed to shine on her alone.

Jing Feiyan took a breath.

"Madam, sister." She picked up Yan Xin and his wife with a smile, and nodded to the Nie family's general staff aside, "Hello."

The lady seemed a little surprised: "Ayan is here too?"

"Second brother asked me to come. He was nervous, after all, he was about to be the groom-to-be." Jing Feiyan said with a smile.

Madam: "You are such a good boy."

She introduced to the general staff, "This is the fifth lady of Xifu and Zhong Lin's sister."

The general staff officer nodded: "Hello, madam."

Jing Feiyan exchanged a few pleasantries. She was innocent, lively, cute, and had a childish look on her chubby face, but the general staff didn't take her seriously.

Nie Jiao sent a telegram back saying that she wanted to marry Jing Zhonglin, but she seemed more infatuated with Sheng Yuanshan; Governor Nie's ideal son-in-law and favorite helper was also Sheng Yuanshan.

As for Jing Zhonglin, who is he?

Tonight, we will have dinner and chat to win over Sheng Yuanshan. This is the purpose of the General Staff's trip.

Madam is Sheng Yuanshan's biological sister. The general staff treats her with respect and enthusiasm. He hopes to understand her temperament and start with her to take Sheng Yuanshan away.

Sheng Yuanshan was so sympathetic to Governor Nie's temper and so convincing in his actions that Governor Nie felt that none of his ten sons could stand up to him.

Soon, Nie Shaowen arrived, Nie Jiao and Jing Zhonglin arrived late; Sheng Yuanshan arrived last.

Dishes were served one after another, and the atmosphere in the private room was great.

At this moment, someone insisted on breaking in, and there was some movement outside.

There seemed to be a conflict with the adjutant.

Jing Zhonglin: "The voice sounds familiar. I'll go take a look."

He came back after a while, smiled and said to his wife, "Guo Ting is outside. He heard that my wife is here and wanted to come in and say hello."

The lady frowned slightly: "I am here to entertain distinguished guests."

She glanced at the General Staff Officer, then at Nie Jiao and Nie Shaowen, showing their dignity, and then continued, "Tell him to go back first. It's enough to have this heart."

"Okay." Jing Zhonglin said.

After a while, Jing Zhonglin came in again and said to his wife, "Guo Ting still wants to come and say hello."

Madam: “Forget it, let him in.”

When Guo Ting came in, just as the waiter was serving drinks, Jing Zhonglin and Guo Ting blocked the door.

"Slow down and come back later." Jing Zhonglin said.

Guo Ting seemed to have had a few glasses of wine and came in to greet his wife: "I haven't seen you for a long time. My mother is always thinking about you. How are you?"

"Thank you, I'm fine." The lady smiled.

Guo Ting talked a lot again.

The implication is that he is afraid that his wife will alienate their family.

He looked at Yan Xin specifically: "Miss, you look so good."

"Thank you." Yan Xin said lightly.

He walked behind Yan Xin and wanted to say something. Jing Zhonglin quickly came over and held him down.

Guo Ting seemed very dissatisfied and wanted to get rid of Jing Zhonglin: "What are you doing? I will leave by myself."

During the push, Jing Zhonglin's glasses were knocked off by him.

Jing Zhonglin hurriedly picked it up, and it was about to get under Yan Xin's feet. Yan Xin subconsciously avoided it. When he stood up, he still touched Yan Xin's sleeve.

The cuffs were touched.

Yan Xin looked at them quietly and smiled slightly: "Be careful."

Jing Zhonglin put on his glasses and nodded.

Guo Ting was pulled out by Jing Zhonglin, and the waiter came in with drinks and served them to the guests one by one.

Jing Feiyan glanced at Yan Xin and his wife.

Seeing that everything was going as usual, the lady even picked up the red wine brought by the waiter and clinked glasses with the Jincheng General Staff Officer. Jing Feiyan was relieved.

The lady barely drank, so she drank the red wine slowly and in small sips.

After Jing Zhonglin saw Guo Ting off, he came back and sat down with a smile.

Jing Feiyan suggested that everyone clink glasses in honor of Madam.

Everyone picked up their glasses.

Then, Jing Zhonglin paid tribute to his wife alone; Nie Jiao also paid tribute to his wife, but her eyes glanced at Shengyuan Mountain, which was very quiet.

Madam's glass of wine is empty.

Jing Feiyan stopped looking at her any more, fearing that she would go too far, and just ate her food in silence.

The wife was chatting and laughing with the general staff, but Jing Zhonglin's expression on the side became increasingly ugly.

"Second Young Master, are you not feeling well?" Jincheng's general staff asked.

Jing Zhonglin shook his head: "No."

After a while, Madam's face didn't look very good either. She put down the glass with a smile: "I'm not used to drinking foreign wine, it's a bit heady."

Jing Feiyan was in a good mood.

Jing Zhonglin on the side suddenly fell to the ground and fell unconscious.

Everyone was shocked.

"What happened to him?" the general staff asked in surprise.

Nie Jiao's face turned pale.

Jing Feiyan also lost her expression.

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Chapter one first, chapter two later