Jiang Men Daughter-in-law

"I rely on!"

Wen Xian couldn't hold back, and cursed a curse word.

In the end, Wen Xian dragged Su Yuanzhi onto the bed, took off Su Yuanzhi's shoes, and covered him with a quilt. Wen Xian was already paralyzed beside the bed, blushing, gasping for breath, muttering softly while panting. : "Fortunately, no one saw it, otherwise it would be really embarrassing and embarrassing... I never thought that looking at such a thin person, it would be so heavy."

As he said that, he squeezed his arm and said with contempt: "It's really useless!"

Wen Xian didn't know that in the darkness, Su Yuanzhi, who was supposed to be sleeping soundly on the bed, turned his head slowly and opened his eyes facing the back of his head.

When Wen Xian was sleeping on the sofa, there was a tuft of hair on the back of his head that was pushed up. Su Yuanzhi looked at the ends of the tuft of hair, with a pair of deep eyes that were clear and bright, and there was no trace of drunkenness.

Wen Xian has also recovered at this moment, when he stood up, Su Yuanzhi had closed his eyes again, Wen Xian looked back at him, and sent him a sentence: "Good night, Su Yuanzhi."

The next morning.

Wen Xian slept late last night, and Su Yuanzhi was shocked at midnight in the middle of the night. It seemed that it was almost dawn, so he finally slept for a while.

Wen Xian felt as if he had just fallen asleep when there was a knock on the door.

"Eldest young master, new young mistress, it's getting late, it's time to get up."

Wen Xian thought in a daze that he was dreaming, but he couldn't help it, he was really sleepy.

As a result, no one answered the door, and continued to knock on the door: "The eldest young master, the new young mistress, and the wife have been waiting in the living room for a long time."

Wen Xian was startled immediately, he forgot that he was sleeping on the sofa, turned over and fell off the sofa.

"hiss……"

The back of his head was knocked, Wen Xian took a breath, rubbed his head and stood up from the ground, Wen Xian glanced at Su Yuanzhi in the bedroom, and found that Su Yuanzhi was still asleep.

"Eldest young master, new young mistress..."

There was another urging outside the door, Wen Xian hurriedly looked away, thought for a moment, hurriedly picked up the quilt on the sofa, when entering the bedroom, Wen Xian deliberately slowed down, put the quilt back into the bedroom closet, and tidied it up With his messy hair, Wen Xian walked out of the bedroom and opened the door for people outside.

As soon as the door was opened, there were several servants standing outside the door, and the old lady in the lead had a disgruntled look on her face.

"Young Mistress, you can count."

Wen Xian looked blank: "You are..."

The old lady bowed slightly, and said: "Huixin young lady, my surname is Liu, and I am the old lady who the eldest young master goes down to serve."

"Mama Liu," Wen Xian said with a sweet mouth, immediately annoyed, "I'm really sorry, Mama Liu, I went to bed late last night and didn't pay attention for a while. I'll just wash up and do what I should do later. What, please tell me."

The happiest thing for these people today is to be respected. They all say that what people lack is what they think. Naturally, what they lack is respect.

Now Wen Xian's words are polite, Mama Liu is naturally happy, at least on the surface, you have to respect me a foot, and I respect you a foot.

Mama Liu laughed and said, "Young Mistress Xin is too polite, if you don't understand anything, just ask me."

As he said that, he said to the two maids behind him: "You two, hurry up and wait for the new young mistress to wash up."

"Yes."

Two maids waited for Wen Xian to wash and change clothes, Liu Ma followed and whispered in Wen Xian's ear.

"When the bride enters the house, according to the rules, the next day is to offer tea to her parents-in-law, but the commander-in-chief left the house early in the morning, so you only need to offer tea to your wife... Eldest young master, you, you are awake!"

Wen Xian was stunned, and raised his head from the button on his chest. Su Yuanzhi was leaning against the begonia leaf-style door frame abruptly, with his hands folded around his chest, and stared at Wen Xian with no warmth. His eyes were as still as still water, which made people feel I don't know what he thinks at all.

Wen Xian pursed his lower lip and called out, "Young Master."

Su Yuanzhi ignored him, turned his eyes away from him, looked at Li Ma who was at the side, and said in a slightly hoarse voice, "Who did you ask him to serve tea to?"

Mama Li seemed to be a little afraid of Su Yuanzhi. When facing Su Yuanzhi, she didn't smile at all. Instead, she was a little panicked, and her words were not as sharp as before. According to the rules, you have to serve tea to your in-laws."

Su Yuanzhi sneered and said, "Who is his mother-in-law? When did my mother change her name, and I didn't know?"

Li Ma's face turned pale, and Su Yuanzhi snapped, "Get out!"

Mama Li still wanted to say something: "Young Master..."

"Get out!" Su Yuanzhi raised his foot, kicked the door frame hard, and kicked the door loudly, everyone was startled.

Su Yuanzhi turned to Mama Li and said, "Get out! Don't make me say it a third time."

Mama Li's face turned pale from fright, and she hurriedly led the people out.

Wen Xian is a little confused, so what's the situation now?All right, why did Su Yuanzhi lose his temper suddenly, and he was so scary, he was completely different from what he saw yesterday, yesterday Wen Xian just felt that Su Yuanzhi was a little cold, now he felt that Su Yuanzhi was a little cold Crazy.

Su Yuanzhi glanced at Wen Xian, feeling more and more stupid about him, thinking that he was just doing a show last night, he deliberately came back drunk in the middle of the night, firstly, to show Jiang Yumei, secondly, he didn't want to embarrass Wen Xian, Two men, can't really have a wedding night in the bridal chamber, can they?

It turned out to be a good thing, whether Jiang Yumei believed it or not was unknown, and let Wen Xian, who had let down his vigilance, confide in himself. That's right, Su Yuanzhi was awake the whole time last night. When Wen Xian pulled his face, Su Yuanzhi Far away almost couldn't hold back.

In fact, Su Yuanzhi would definitely not be able to bear it anymore, even if he didn't cripple the opponent's hand, he would still have to beat him up violently, but last night, Su Yuanzhi actually endured it, even he himself was surprised .

Perhaps in his heart, Su Yuanzhi still feels a little guilty towards Wen Xian, after all, in this marriage, the most innocent and unlucky person is probably Wen Xian.

Everyone was kicked out, just as Wen Xian was thinking about whether he should go out too, Su Yuanzhi turned around and entered the bedroom.

Suddenly, Su Yuanzhi's footsteps stopped, he didn't turn around, didn't name names, just said: "If you don't want to go, don't go."

After finishing speaking, Su Yuanzhi closed the door and went back to bed, as if he planned to continue sleeping and go back to the cage.

Wen Xian, who was standing blankly by the side, suddenly had an idea in his mind: Su Yuanzhi couldn't... Was he thinking of himself?

But then, this idea was obliterated by himself. It should be impossible. How could Su Yuanzhi think about him? Su Yuanzhi's attitude yesterday seemed that he obviously didn't want to marry him. If you hate it, how can you think about yourself?

But to be honest, Wen Xian really doesn't want to offer tea to his future mother-in-law, so it's better to use Su Yuanzhi as an excuse. When the time comes, the commander-in-chief will blame him and say that he succumbed to Su Yuanzhi's despotic power and dare not disobey him. ?Anyway, the whole room seemed to be afraid of Su Yuanzhi, so it wasn't out of the ordinary for him to do so.

wrong!It was agreed that Su Yuanzhi would hate him, and when he hated him so much that he could divorce him with a divorce letter, then everything would be the opposite of Su Yuanzhi's.

It seems that this tea, I have to respect it after all.

Thinking of this, Wen Xian's whole body became wilted, he could have avoided it, but now it's all right, he has to go.

Putting his shoes on resignedly, Wen Xian turned his head and glanced at the closed Haitang door, sighed, and stepped out of the door.

Su Yuanzhi heard the door open and close, but didn't make any noise, but closed his eyes again.

Wen Xian is not familiar with the Su mansion, and the corridors look similar. Fortunately, he seems to have a good memory, and finally found the stairs to go downstairs based on what he felt yesterday.

There was an old woman on the corridor who was supervising the maids and servants wiping the railings. Wen Xian stepped forward and called, "Excuse me, excuse me."

As soon as the old lady looked up and saw Wen Xian, she was stunned for a moment and immediately realized: "Yes, if you have any orders from the new young mistress, just say it."

Wen Xian said with some embarrassment: "The Su mansion is too big, I'm not familiar with it, can I trouble you to take me to see my wife?"

The old lady nodded: "Yes, I will lead you there right now."

"It's work."

"Miss Xin, you are too polite, this is what our servants should do."

Wen Xian smiled, walked and chatted with the old lady, and soon became acquainted.

"By the way, Mama Zhang, I'm new here, so I don't know much about many things. Yesterday... I couldn't see my wife. She is graceful and luxurious, surrounded by pearls and emerald greens. It's easy to recognize her, but I heard that I have a younger brother. And sister-in-law, will they be with their wives then? What will I do if I see them?"

"Young mistress, don't worry, the second young master should have gone to the police station at this point, and the third young lady is studying in France. If you go now, you will only see your wife."

Wen Xiandao: "What about the handsome man?"

Zhang Ma said: "The commander-in-chief goes to the backyard for morning exercises every morning, and he won't come back before eleven o'clock, and even if you see him, just say hello respectfully, the main thing is the wife's side, I guess I need to talk to you for a while talk."

Wen Xiandao: "So that's how it is. By the way, Mama Zhang, I just heard that Miss San went to study in France? This year is approaching, and it coincides with my brother getting married. Has Miss San not come back?"

"This... probably because Miss San's studies were too tight and she couldn't spare time, so she couldn't come back in time."

Mama Zhang raised her head and glanced at Wen Xian, but Wen Xian understood that glance. It seemed that she was really unpopular with her status.

"Young Mistress, the wife is in the living room." Zhang Ma stopped at the door of a room and did not go in. "Just go in directly."

"Thank you."

Wen Xian thanked Madam Zhang, and walked into the living room by himself.

The living room of the Su family is still extravagant and gorgeous. There is a floor-to-ceiling window with deep purple curtains hanging on both sides. The floor-to-ceiling windows are facing the garden full of birds and flowers. Green pine, and a few snows that have not completely melted piled up on the lawn, but the dead branches and leaves are a bit quiet and beautiful.

The furniture should still be all rosewood. Wen Xian saw a phonograph near the left corner. With a beautiful woman.

A pair of phoenix eyes are as tender as water, and two curved willow-leaf eyebrows show the femininity of women. The bridge of the nose is small and straight, the lips are not smudged, and there is no trace of age on the slightly powdered face. Jiang Yumei is wearing a dark green purple line pattern printed cheongsam The black hair is sparse and neat, full of charm.

When Wen Xian came in, Jiang Yumei was listening to someone talking, seeing Wen Xian, Jiang Yumei immediately made a stop movement, the old woman who was leaning over to talk to her looked up, Wen Xian recognized at a glance that that person was the person not long ago , Li Ma, who was just kicked out of the room by Su Yuanzhi.

Wen Xian paused, then quickly walked in front of Jiang Yumei, Jiang Yumei turned her head and smiled at him.