The Farmer’s Eldest Daughter Has a Spatial Pocket

After Nie Cong listened, he didn't say anything for a while, and after a long while, the corner of his mouth twitched.

"You hung Cui Lan on the river for a long time? Did you force it out?"

Gu Yundong rolled his eyes, "Is this the point? Besides, you have to figure out that it was she who shot me first. Could it be that you want me to pretend that nothing happened?"

"Not really, I just found out that you seem to be very capable of turning passive into active..." Especially when someone wanted to design her, she ended up taking advantage of it.

"I'll take it as you compliment me."

Nie Cong, "..."

He shook his head, shook off the messy thoughts in his mind, and began to ponder about Bai Muzi.

"If you say it like this, Bai Muzi is precious, and my father-in-law has a bad relationship with my uncle, so he is reluctant to help him pay back his favor... He is reluctant to give it to the Cui family, and naturally he will not give it to Yan Ya... So..."

The more Nie Cong thought about it, the more ugly his face became. He stood up abruptly and slapped the table hard.

"He is clearly using Yan Ya to force the Cui family to give up Bai Muzi voluntarily."

"The Yan family has nothing to lose, Cui Lan has nothing to lose, but only my wife is innocently affected and her head is smashed, let's not talk about it, we have to watch the Yan family play us a drama of deep father-daughter love and deduct everything. When it comes to us, it just doesn't make sense, you bastard."

"No wonder they sent them away on the grounds that Miss Cui was the murderer when Imperial Physician Cui judged their condition, but found another doctor for Yan Ya, because they were afraid that Doctor Cui knew that Bai Muzi would be useless to cure the disease. ."

Nie Cong was so angry that he lifted his foot and kicked the stool beside him.

The people outside the door only heard a crisp sound, and couldn't help but look inside, only to see the young master's face ashen and sharp eyes, all of them suddenly looked at Gu Yundong worriedly, thinking that she had made the young master lose his temper.

Unexpectedly, Gu Yundong drank his tea calmly, but looked very leisurely, unaffected by his anger at all.

After a long time, she beckoned to Nie Cong to sit, "Okay, it's useless to lose your temper now. This matter has to be considered in the long run. Anyway, you can't let your wife suffer, right?"

Nie Cong sat down, took two sips of tea, and then gradually calmed down.

He glanced at Gu Yundong, "Do you want that Bai Muzi?"

"Um."

"I'll help you."

"Pfft...cough cough." Gu Yundong choked on the tea, of course she hoped Nie Cong would help her. But she thought of a lot of words to convince him, but he didn't say a word, but he took the initiative to mention it.

Gu Yundong was a little dumbfounded, "You really want to help me?"

"Naturally, the Yan family really thinks I'm a soft persimmon. I used to bully Yan Ya, but she was the daughter of the Yan family at that time, so I couldn't control her. Now she's my wife, the young lady of my Nie family! How dare you blatantly ask someone to smash her in the head, are the people of our Nie Mansion the ones who can move if they want?"

Nie Cong was really disgusted by the actions of the Yan Mansion. The problem was that they also blamed the problem on them.

It was said that Yan Ya's inappropriate words angered Cui Lan, which led to Cui Lan's heavy hand, telling him not to go to Cui's house.

Well, he didn't bother Cui Mansion, he went to Yan Mansion to ask for this breath.

Gu Yundong asked him, "How are you going to help?"

Nie Cong thought for a while, "This matter has to be discussed in the long run." I haven't thought of it yet.

Gu Yundong, "Actually, I have something else I want to ask you."