Quick Transmigration Green Tea Upgrade System

Sun Qianying was taken aback by Han Zhiyao's words, and she didn't know how to react for a while. After all, she was also a lady of the family, when had she ever received such treatment.

Not only her, even Li Ziyan was not expected that Han Zhiyao would treat Sun Qianying so mediocrely, but for some reason, this kind of differential treatment made him feel a little joy and satisfaction in his heart, and the corners of his mouth curved with joy.

Han Zhiyao took Li Ziyan upstairs and entered his room, ignoring Sun Qianying who was left behind by him at all, but fortunately, the maids in the Marshal's Mansion were sensible and took the initiative to take Sun Qianying to her during this time The room to live in.

"Why are you so disrespectful to that Miss Sun? You are a girl from a wealthy family, how can you be so disrespectful." Li Ziyan said this with a smile in his eyes and a helpless tone, but he didn't mean to blame Han Zhiyao at all. "If I knew Miss Sun was coming, I wouldn't come back with you."

"Whether she comes or not has nothing to do with you." Han Zhiyao shook his head, his eyes fixed on Li Ziyan, "My grandma always wanted me to marry a wife and have children. I didn't expect that she would bring this girl back, otherwise I would I'll tell grandma about it."

"That's right, you should be married at your age." Li Ziyan held the teacup in both hands, with a lonely expression on his face, and pursed his lips, "Why haven't you until now."

"I haven't met anyone I like before, but now..." Han Linxia smiled, raised her hand to brush Li Ziyan's hair, "I know you will be uncomfortable, so you rest in my room first, and wait for me to come back at night Enough."

"Well, just go and get busy, don't worry about me."

Han Zhiyao nodded, and took a step forward. The two faced each other, and Li Ziyan's hot breath fell on Han Zhiyao's chest.

"wait me back."

Li Ziyan nodded, hesitated for a moment, raised his hand to smooth out a wrinkle in Han Zhiyao's military uniform, "Be careful, I'll wait for you."

After finishing speaking, Han Zhiyao took a deep look at Li Ziyan, turned around and left the room, ignoring Sun Qianying who was standing at the door, "Chunmei, you stay here to take care of Miss Li, and prepare some light meals for delivery at noon." Miss Li's room, bring a cup of hot milk up in the afternoon."

"Yes, sir."

"Brother Zhiyao, I..."

"Miss Sun." Han Zhiyao turned around and looked at Sun Qianying. Regarding the marriage plan, if Ms. Sun and my grandmother can talk, I will stay in the mansion, and when I finish everything, I will send you home and say goodbye."

Sun Qianying didn't have time to say a word, she watched Han Zhiyao's back leave, holding her small handbag in both hands, a flash of injury flashed across her delicate and pretty face.

Which boy is not passionate, which girl is not Huaichun.

For Sun Qianying, Han Zhiyao was her childhood dream.When Han Zhiyao went abroad to study, Sun Qianying sat in her car and saw Han Zhiyao's outline and figure from a distance.

At that time, Han Zhiyao still had a childish look on his face, but his facial features had already revealed their sharpness, leaving a shadow in Sun Qianying's heart.

A few years later, the old commander passed away, and Han Zhiyao returned to his country, with a coercive and hostile aura, he suppressed the capital and became famous all over the world.Sun Qianying was in the tavern, watching Han Zhiyao riding a tall horse and bringing the army back, her youthful figure seemed to overlap with her present.

She had always wanted to find a chance to get to know Han Zhiyao, but there was no good chance. It happened that Mrs. Han was looking for a marriage for Han Zhiyao. She knew that it would be difficult if she missed this time.

Sure enough, her family background, upbringing, and appearance were all outstanding, and Mrs. Han liked her very much, but she didn't expect that Han Zhiyao had no feelings for her at all, and Li Ziyan appeared.

Sun Qianying's face turned pale. Holding her bag, she glanced at Han Zhiyao's locked door. Whether she was a wife or a concubine, she would marry into the door of the Han family.

In the room, Li Ziyan knew nothing about Sun Qianying's thoughts outside the door. He exhaled, took off his high heels, rubbed his ankles, and then sat on Han Zhiyao's big bed with a complicated expression.

This Sun Qianying is not simple, I just hope she won't cause too much trouble.It's just that Mrs. Han is probably more difficult to solve than Sun Qianying.

Li Ziyan lowered his head, glanced at the split cheongsam on his body, and tapped his forehead.

He went out in a hurry this time, and only brought a few cheongsams with him. Mrs. Han was the eldest lady of the former bureaucrat's family. She was very traditional. She was wearing a horse-faced skirt just now.

Compared to Sun Qianying, who was wearing a more conservative dress, he was simply playing on old lady Han's minefield.

It's just... Thinking of Han Zhiyao's attitude towards him just now, Li Ziyan pursed his lips and smiled, at least it wasn't wishful thinking, and it wasn't like there was no progress at all.

Didn't sleep well last night, and got up early again in the morning, Li Ziyan was a little sleepy, lying on the bed, closed his eyes, and fell into a sleepy sleep.

After protecting all the important people, Han Zhiyao felt relieved and ordered a team to guard the Marshal's Mansion. Han Zhiyao took Adjutant Liu to the prison.

The driver had already been locked up. Hearing the sound of footsteps, he quickly got up from the ground and walked to the iron gate.

"Commander! Commander! I didn't do it on purpose! I'm not a traitor! Commander, please give me a chance! I don't want to die yet!"

The driver was already tear-stained, knelt on the ground and kowtowed, but neither Han Zhiyao nor Adjutant Liu had any emotional fluctuations on their faces.

"How long have you been working with the Japanese?"

"No cooperation! Really no cooperation! They just asked me if the commander-in-chief has any friends. I am really not a traitor!"

"How much did you charge them, and what did they know from you?" Han Zhiyao sat on the stool brought by Adjutant Liu, squinting his eyes, but his voice was icy?

"No, the money was confiscated, and I only talked about Mr. Yan, and nothing else."

Han Zhiyao looked at the man with his head down, snorted coldly, and hooked his hands to the side, "Adjutant Liu, since he doesn't want to say it, then help him, when will he spit it out, what? Time to let him go."

"Yes!"

The driver raised his head, howled, and let the people around him take them away. Han Zhiyao was still sitting on the stool, tapping his fingers on his legs a few times.

"Marshal, what should we do next? These Japanese are restless, and I'm afraid they won't be able to stay."

"I can't stay, but I can't move, but..." Han Linxia lowered his voice, pressed it to Adjutant Liu's ear, and said a few words softly.

Adjutant Liu nodded repeatedly, with a smile on his face, "Understood, please rest assured, Commander."