The favorite of the Nongmen group: the female supporting role is a full-level boss

Su Wan looked at the man. His face was sharp and angular, his narrow eyes were deep and cold, and his eyebrows were lowered. The noise in front of him made him very impatient.

Surprise flashed in her eyes. She didn't expect that the man she threw into the vegetable shed would be picked up by the Song family.

Zhao Wei keenly caught Su Wan's appraising eyes and looked at her with sharp eyes. The girl was slender and tall, with long black silk-like hair spread softly on both sides of her chest. Her eyebrows were flamboyant and arrogant.

She was wearing a long lavender dress, and she just stood casually at the door. There was an unfettered looseness that radiated from her bones.

Zhao Wei raised his eyebrows and recognized Su Wan, the eldest daughter of Marquis Dingbei.

If it weren't for this face, Zhao Wei would not dare to recognize it.

The temperament has changed too much.

He had a relationship with Su Wan in the past. She was outstanding in appearance, had no aura, and was lost in the public eye.

Today, Su Wan is like a bright pearl, even if placed in the countryside, it still shines brightly.

"Your Excellency?" Jiang's heart skipped a beat when she saw Zhao Wei staring at Su Wan. They don't know each other, right? She was panicked, and her eyes showed uneasiness and caution: "We saved your life, we don't need any reward from you, just... just clean up this family and get back the money they stole!"

When they brought it back yesterday, when they were searching, they found a small seal in the bag around Zhao Wei's waist. Song Dalang recognized it as "Zhao Wei". He was a general who became famous at a young age and was famous all over the world!

They were so happy that they hugged a golden thigh.

Jiang couldn't figure out the current situation and was extremely worried.

"My lord, you must repay your kindness!"

Su Wan burst into laughter and said, "Did you save this person?"

Jiang's suppressed anger surged, and his eyes were filled with fire: "It wasn't us who saved him, but you?"

Song Manfu covered his mouth with his hand and covered it with blood. He was full of resentment and spat blood on the ground. His eyes were like a poisonous snake, staring at Su Wan viciously: "We brought him back from the vegetable shed, fellow villagers. But we’ve all seen it, so don’t try to play tricks.”

Su Wan didn't look at them. She raised her eyebrows and asked Zhao Wei, "Do you remember where you fell?"

Zhao Wei's voice was hoarse and cold: "In the mountains."

Jiang's and Song Manfu's pupils tightened, and their faces turned white and blue.

Suddenly I remembered something. When Zhao Wei was lying in the vegetable shed, the wounds on his body were bandaged.

Before, they thought that Zhao Wei bandaged himself and fainted because he was too seriously injured.

I had a bad premonition in my heart, and I broke out in a cold sweat.

"Did you save me?" Zhao Wei moved his shoulders, and the wounds on his back hurt like tears. He asked with unclear meaning: "Drag him down from the mountain?"

"Although there are a lot of scratches, it's better than being eaten by a wild beast." Su Wan raised her chin slightly and said lazily and casually, "You don't need to repay the favor. I took a couple of silver from your pocket." Then she turned to Gu Mother and Gu Huaizhi said, "Let's go, I'm hungry."

"Let's go, let me make omelets for you." Mother Gu didn't take Su Wan's rescue to her heart. She just thought she was dragging the person down from the mountain. "Next time you encounter this problem, don't do it alone. , ask me to help."

"Okay." Su Wan smiled sweetly at Gu's mother.

Gu Huaizhi stared at the bright smile on her face, pursed his lips and looked away.

Zhao Wei was thoughtful. He was a soldier, injuries were common, and he also knew how to bandage.

Su Wan's bandaging technique was very skillful, and the medicine applied to the wound was extremely symptomatic.

How could she, a noble lady living deep in the Marquis's residence, know about pharmacology?