Ling Wanmei was really sad. She had just shed tears before, but the more she cried, the louder the louder she cried. She squatted on the ground, and her heart was tightened in her heart when she saw Wenrou.

"Come on, wipe it."

A handkerchief was handed over by her. Ling Wanmei subconsciously continued to blow her nose and said, "Thank you."

But after blowing it, she felt something was wrong! She turned her head in surprise and saw the second young lady squatting beside her with sympathy on her face, whispering: "Think about it, man, that's all."

Ling Wanmei: "..."

Looking at her wide eyes, she shrugged gently: "Don't be afraid, I won't tell the second young master, I'm not familiar with him."

Compared to Xiao Jingtang, she may be more familiar with these girls who come to her yard to play mahjong every day. Although they don’t communicate much, they can probably understand their temperament. Ling Wanmei is the calmest among everyone. She can calmly and keep silent when she is one-stop. Although the winning or losing every time she plays mahjong is small, the majority of the winners are always.

Such a quiet girl, Gentle thought that she didn't like Xiao Jingtang's anger, so she didn't like him, but she didn't expect...

"How could the Second Young Master Grandma..." She glanced at the same cloak as herself on her body, and then looked at the small yard. Ling Wanmei was not worried about Du Wenrou's complaint, but looked at her even more shockedly: "You... are you?"

Yes? What? Wenro's mind didn't turn around. Until she saw the complicated look in her eyes, she remembered to explain: "I came out to have tea."

This explanation is better than not. How could people with their identities come to such a remote and unknown teahouse for tea?

When he met Ling Wanmei's even weirder gaze, he sighed gently: "Although I am innocent, it is really hard to explain. Just think we are sympathetic and have the heart to talk to me? You can't tell me this, no one can say this."

This is true. It was reported to others. No matter what, it was a scandal of the Xiao family. Ling Wanmei stood up, her eyes were still red. She looked at Wenrou and nodded: "Let's go in and talk."

"Okay." Nodded gently.

...

Xiao Jingtang was discussing with Xuanyuan Jing what to use as a gift, and then he heard the slave come in and whisper: "Second Young Master, Young Grandma went out and went to the small teahouse."

Since Wenrou and he collided with Caishikou last time, Xiao Jingtang put a sperm beside her and reported Du Wenrou's whereabouts at any time. So, he had just left the house and left again.

"What?" After looking at Xiao Jingtang's uneasy expression, Xuanyuan Jing asked, "Is there something urgent?"

"Yes." He stood up and bowed, Xiao Jingtang said, "I'll go and have a look first, let's take a rest for the third son."

"Okay." Knowing that his urgent matter must be a trivial matter, Xuanyuan Jing did not leave anyone behind.

Xiao Jingtang didn't take the car when he went out, so he rode his horse to the small teahouse they mentioned.

Ling Wanmei has already told the story halfway.

"I thought it was my luck to meet him, and I thought I could be his last woman. Unfortunately, I was thinking too much. There are no cats in this world who don't like to eat fish. Since there are all kinds of fish, how could he be willing to eat only this one of me forever?"

Gentle was shocked to hear it. Simply put, the man Ling Wanmei was a playboy, the kind who loved each other. After meeting Ling Wanmei, he became much more honest. Ling Wanmei felt that he had conquered him. Unexpectedly, the man had a lofty ambition and gave her to Xiao Jingtang, but now he married another concubine, and was full of love.

"Scumbaby!" Gentle hated her teeth: "How could you believe the words of such a man? How could someone who truly loves you give you to someone else as his concubine?"

"It's nothing wrong with being an aunt in the Xiao family." Ling Langbang brows and pursed her lips and smiled bitterly: "You have food and clothing, and you can play mahjong, and life is not boring."

But I have to serve the beast like Xiao Jingtang! How could men in ancient times be so feudal, how could they bear to have an affair with others? Even if a man is successful in his career in the future, he can come back to marry her, and how much position can he occupy in other people's hearts?

This is gentle and can't bear to say, so I can only pat my thigh and sigh: "I'm not good at meeting someone, but I'm really not good at meeting someone. Why don't you think about our second young master? Anyway, I've already married him, so why don't you try to accept it?"

Ling Wanmei smiled bitterly: "If you use all your heart to love someone, how can you still have the courage and energy to love others?"

"Oh, it's better to have a rest for a while." Gentle comforted her: "Actually, our second young master is not bad either. He looks pretty and has good martial arts skills and can make money. Although his personality is very bad, he can at least live with him without any worries."

"You said so well, why don't you like the Second Young Master?" Wiping tears and looking up at her, Ling rolled her eyebrows and pursed her lips: "I have always been very curious. You loved the Second Young Master so extreme and almost crazy. Why did you seem to like it overnight again, and even..."

They come to this kind of place like them.

"It's a long story." Wenrou shrugged: "Simply put, Du Wenrou, who loved Xiao Jingtang deeply, has been tortured to death by himself. The remaining ones I really don't like such a domineering and unreasonable ancient feudal stallion."

Xiao Jingtang narrowed his eyes as he was about to push the door open.

A muffled laughter in the room, Ling Wanmei whispered: "When I introduced it to me, I praised it so well. Why did I start to dislike you?"

"There is no way, cultural differences." Gentle shrugged: "People with too many different values ​​will not be happy when they are together. When I make enough money, I will consider how to leave here."

"That's right." Ling Wanmei nodded: "There is nothing that can't be bought for silver."

The two women were having a lot of fun chatting, and jumped directly from this topic to the price of jewelry recently. Xiao Jingtang stood at the door for a while, withdrew his hand, turned around and walked out.

"There are only Aunt Ling and Second Young Master in the room." The slave whispered: "But Second Young Master, you have come here, why not bring them all back?"

"No need." A face was as cold as an iron bucket placed outside the door in deep winter. Xiao Jingtang said coldly: "You can bring people back, but you can't bring them back."

The slave was stunned and didn't say anything more. He went out to get on the horse, but saw the second young master throwing the whip and running out.

He thought he was really good to Du Wenrou. Really, he had never thought so much about any woman. Whether it was guilt or compensation, he really didn't owe Du Wenrou anything.

However, this woman did not appreciate his affection at all, and she still wanted to leave as always. It was ridiculous. She didn't let her go when she was told that she would not leave, but now she can't keep it.
Chapter completed!