Wei Wu couldn't hear the glorious voice in her speech, and showed a happy expression.

"That's great. Thank you Miss Yanzhi. In three days, the carriage from the Central Chief Mansion will go to the Yanzhi Shop outside to pick up the girl into the mansion. I'll ask the girl to worry about it."

When Wei Wu spoke, Feng Hua carefully observed her expression and found that Wei Wu's happy expression did not seem to be fake.

In my heart, I couldn't help but have doubts.

Although she is now a paper incarnation, her appearance and figure are exactly the same as those of the original owner Mei Yanzhi when she was alive. When she mentioned the name "Yuzhi", Wei Wu looked different, and she was very happy to invite her to pass by the mansion...

Could it be that it wasn't her?

Squeezing the doubts in his heart, Feng Hua smiled slightly, hiding his merits and fame: "It's easy to say, it's easy to say."

With the approval of the Rouge girl, Wei Wu's heart was beating, and she seemed to be able to see the scene that amazed his eyes on his husband's birthday...

Wei Wu stood up and said goodbye with a warm look on her face.

At this time, Wei Qingci, who was mysteriously out, lifted the curtain and came back. He happened to hit the lips and smiled with a shy eyes, and his face was delicate. Wei Wu repeatedly reminded: "...... In three days, I will trouble Miss Yanzhi to pass through the mansion. Wan Wang girl must come."

"Sure, certain."

The young man in blue clothes appeared with a slender figure, his eyes were faintly raised, and the cinnabar mole was burning: "Where to go?"

Fenghua took his sleeves and glanced at the young man leisurely, and said lazily: "This, you don't do the job of the young master, you don't need to know."

She didn't want Wei Qingci to interfere in the death of the original owner, so she deliberately angered him with words.

Hearing this, Wei Qingci pursed her lips, her lips were bright and her cheeks were slightly bulging, and she was a little unhappy.

A look of you who likes to say or not, forget it if you don’t say it.

He handed Fenghua a cold look and passed by her.

Without looking back, he entered the inner courtyard.

Wei Wu looked at the young man's slender back, withdrew her unconcealed stunning look, her pink lips pursed her joking curve, and she laughed softly: "Miss Rouge, you and this young man..."

She is not a talkative person. She just clicked and pinched the conversation, and quickly changed her words: "I'm talking too much, Miss Rouge should not blame it. But..."

The beautiful woman showed a look of envy and yearning on her face, and said in a very soft voice: "I can see that you have a very good relationship with that young man."

Although there were not too many words, the young man in blue shirt wrote soft colors from his eyes to his expression.

I never looked at her from beginning to end, as if there was only Miss Rouge in my heart, and no one else in my heart.

Fenghua raised his hand and rubbed his forehead, with a headache expression, but his tone was a little doting, and said, "Mrs. Wei laughed at me, sometimes he just likes to have a little temper. If you walk slowly, I won't leave."

Wei Wu only smiled but didn't say anything.

Nodded and turned around and left.

Seeing Wei Wu's graceful back disappearing in front of her eyes, the false smile on Fenghua's face instantly calmed down like a tide, and a deep look in her eyes.

"Wei Wu." Two words were gently condensed on her red lips, and her heart was twisting.

Is she pretending too well, or is she really not sure that her husband, Wei Zhang, whom she loves deeply, has an ex-fiancee named Yanzhi far away in Jiangnan?

Tsk.

I don't want to think about it anymore, I don't want to think about it anymore.

She turned around casually and walked lazily towards the back house connected to Rouge Shop.

He shouted from afar:
Chapter completed!