Abandoned after first marriage due to infertility, married into a wealthy family and had two childre

"Bai Xiaowei!!!"

Qiao Yuanzhi collapsed, his eyes filled with hatred and resentment, and he wished he could bite her to death.

He never expected that he had been a humble servant for more than ten years, gave up his dignity and worked so hard just to get a piece of the fat meat of Yuan family, but in the end, his great cause was ruined by a woman!

How could he not hate it?

Yuan Yihong raised his eyebrows, looked at Bai Xiaowei who seemed to have a different face, and kindly reached out his hand to help her stand up.

——You are already very thin, and when you sit on the ground looking pitiful, when you quarrel with others, your momentum will be weakened by three points, right?

In fact, Bai Xiaowei didn’t want to stand up.

But just now when Qiao Yuanzhi was chasing her, she ran away with all her might, and now both of her legs were cramping at the same time, as if someone was stabbing her flesh with a steel needle.

Fortunately, she was smart and used ridicule to divert attention and relieve the pain.

As a result, he was suddenly pulled up by Yuan Yihong.

As soon as my feet touched the ground, I felt my calves were as stiff as a piece of iron. Every muscle was protesting and every nerve was screaming.

Bai Xiaowei gasped in pain, tears instantly filling her eyes, and she struggled to sit on the ground again.

Yuan Yihong grabbed her by the back of the collar and watched her struggle with a frown.

Bai Xiaowei's eyes were filled with tears and her voice was choked with sobs: "Let go quickly, my legs... my legs are going to break."

Yuan Yihong's pupils shrank, and his body reacted before his brain did. He directly picked the man up horizontally, and his expression unconsciously showed anxiety: "What's wrong with your legs?"

Kong Si was also shocked. He just saw this Miss Bai running around the table very fast, but how come she was shouting that her legs were going to break in the blink of an eye? ...emmm, a self-torture trick?

Bai Xiaowei bit her lips tightly, enduring the piercing pain, her brows furrowed, and she had no time to answer Yuan Yihong's questions.

This scared Yuan Yihong.

He hurriedly carried the person to the sofa, gently put her down, and under the gazes of his subordinates, he knelt on one knee, pulled up one of Bai Xiaowei's legs, and examined it carefully.

The bones are fine.

The flesh is not broken.

Could it be that he was injected with some poison?

Yuan Yihong's eyes became even colder. He glanced at Qiao Yuanzhi who was forced to his knees on the ground and wished he could grind him to ashes on the spot.

He felt a little regretful that he shouldn't have let Bai Xiaowei act so willful.

He should have ignored her resistance and just tied her up by his side, rather than letting her face Qiao Yuanzhi alone.

Although he was sure that he could protect her at the critical moment, he could not guarantee that she would be safe if he failed to arrive in time to clean up the mess.

He knew that Bai Xiaowei didn't believe him, so he took a risk with the naive idea of ​​letting her learn a lesson so that he could see who was truly good to her.

Just now, I heard her calling his name loudly outside the door.

His composure disappeared in an instant and he rushed in regardless of anything. If Han Tao hadn't protected him, he would have been shot to pieces.

Qiao Yuanzhi was so frightened by the cold murderous intent that he trembled, his body went limp, and he tried to defend himself tremblingly.

At this time, Bai Xiaowei, who had recovered from the pain, finally had the strength to speak: "My leg is cramping."

Yuan Yihong: “…”

Soraji: “…”

Qiao Yuanzhi: “…”

If Yuan Yihong and Kong Si were just speechless, then the one who was most afraid must be Qiao Yuanzhi.

Although he knew that he would inevitably die, he might be able to die quickly thanks to his brother Qiao Yuanhua's reputation.

Fortunately, fortunately he didn't do anything to Bai Xiaowei...

Qiao Yuanzhi was taken away by Han Tao.

Yuan Yihong glanced at Bai Xiaowei and gently rubbed her cramped muscles.

"Squeamish bag."

As if to punish her for deliberately scaring people just now, the strength in his hands gradually increased.

"It hurts, hurts, hurts!"

Bai Xiaowei screamed in pain immediately.

Yuan Yihong reluctantly slowed down his movements: "If you have a cramp, then you have a cramp. Tell me your leg is broken? Who are you trying to scare?"

Kongji complained silently, he didn't know who was scared just now, his face changed with nervousness.

"Tell me, how did you know..."

What had to be faced finally came, and Bai Xiaowei held her breath.

Yuan Yihong's movements were gentle, but his voice was a bit colder: "Qiao Yuanzhi, one or two minutes at a time?"

"what?"

"Hey?"

Bai Xiaowei and Kong Si both made noises of surprise.

No, young master, your focus has gone astray — a complaint from Kongji.

That deviation is not just a little bit, it is completely deviation - this is the voice from Bai Xiaowei's heart.

Seeing Yuan Yihong's unhappy expression, Bai Xiaowei could only explain in a low voice: "...I heard it from the servant."

Yuan Yihong snorted and continued, "Second question, who told you that men can last 12 minutes at a time?"

Two inexplicable questions in a row completely stumped Bai Xiaowei.

Where is this going?

Why didn’t I notice before that Yuan Yihong’s focus was so strange?

This time, Kong Si did not have the same question mark as Bai Xiaowei. Instead, he looked at her with disapproval, as if he was saying that she was talking nonsense!

Bai Xiaowei hesitated: "I saw it on the Internet."

——A bit socially frustrated because she couldn’t explain why she searched for these things on the Internet, as if she had something unhealthy in her mind.

Yuan Yihong sneered: "What about Gu Wenrui? Is it also 12 minutes each time?"

Bai Xiaowei immediately retorted: "Of course not! Don't talk nonsense!"

"How long does it take him at a time?"

Bai Xiaowei's face was a little hot, and she lowered her eyes to hide her shyness: "This is my privacy, why should I tell you?"

"It's okay if you don't want to say it."

Yuan Yihong is rarely easy to talk to.

Bai Xiaowei just breathed a sigh of relief.

Yuan Yihong raised his thin lips slightly, with ill intentions: "After you give birth to the cub, I will pamper you well. At that time, you just need to tell me, between me and Gu Wenrui, who will last longer?"

Bai Xiaowei was so ashamed and angry that she slapped the man on the chest: "Shut up, you rascal!"

Kongji, who was forced to eavesdrop, said: "......"

No, can anyone tell him why he heard this?

He stayed, obviously wanting to know what Bai Xiaowei put in the coffee, so how did it suddenly turn into a shiny light bulb?

Seeing that the topic was going to deviate further, Kong Si tried to save the situation: "Ahem... Miss Bai, I want to know, what did you put in the coffee for the young master? Also, are you cooperating with the young master's plan? Why didn't you tell me in advance? Seeing the young master drinking that cup of coffee, my fragile little heart... "

Kong Sixizi held her heart in her hands, looking hurt as if she had been abandoned.

Bai Xiaowei felt as if there was a fire burning in front of her, and her cheeks were so hot that they seemed to explode.

After hearing Kong Si's question and thinking of his own masterpiece, the anger that had been pent up in his heart dissipated a little.

She raised her hand and poked Yuan Yihong's arm: "You didn't tell him?"

Yuan Yihong glanced at her, and seeing her playful appearance with a peach blossom face and autumn water in her eyes, his heart felt like being scratched by a feather, itchy, and with an indescribable tenderness: "Aren't you waiting for Prosecutor Bai to announce the answer?"

Bai Xiaowei heard another meaning in the gentle tone.

——I'm waiting for you to tell the truth, and then I'll give you a good beating!

She was startled and never dared to be presumptuous again.

She withdrew her legs from Yuan Yihong's hands and sat up straight.

Yuan Yihong only felt his hands were empty, the delicate touch disappeared, leaving only a soft warmth on his fingertips.

It is said that the fingers are connected to the heart. At this moment, his heart seemed to be empty.

Bai Xiaowei didn't dare to look at Yuan Yihong again, and turned to Kong Si who was waiting eagerly: "I didn't conspire with your young master to deceive Qiao Yuanzhi, and I don't know what your plan is. Although I'm not smart, I'm not stupid enough to believe anyone, that's it."

After that, she stood up and said, "I'm tired. I'm going to sleep first. You guys can chat slowly."

He took a few steps and stopped again.

She took out the small wooden handgun that Qiao Yuanzhi had asked the maid to give her and threw it directly to Yuan Yihong.

Kong Si was surprised: "You still have this?"

Yuan Yihong's expression did not change, as if he had expected it.

He held the wooden gun, moved his fingertips lightly, and turned it beautifully a few times, then handed it to her with his backhand: "Keep it for self-defense."

Bai Xiaowei refused: "To me, it's not as useful as a brick."

Do you really think that everyone is an outlaw and anyone can use this thing?

Yuan Yihong couldn't help laughing. He took back the wooden warehouse and waved to another maid to take her to rest.

After walking a long way, I could still hear Kong Si asking in a low voice: "Master, what exactly did Miss Bai put in the coffee? She hasn't answered this question yet."

Upon hearing this, Bai Xiaowei immediately quickened her pace, not daring to stop for a moment.

Watching that graceful figure running away like a thief, Yuan Yihong curled his lips and uttered a word lightly: "Salt."

And it’s a big handful of salt!

After taking a bite, it wasn't poisonous enough to kill him, but it almost choked him to death.

Soraji couldn't believe it: "Salt in coffee?"

He looked at his young master in amazement: "You drank half a cup in one breath?!"