Wow, the husband I kidnapped is not a human

Madam Jun is a bit blindly loyal.

At first, Madam Jun didn't want to touch anyone from the royal family.

But after Jun Fuyao's brainwashing and persuasion, he sighed and said, "I'll give you the list, you can do whatever you want, no need to tell me again."

……

"I'm so idle that I'm going to get moldy." Jun Fuyao slumped on the bed, lying in a spread-eagle position.

I want to pick a fight with the Second Princess, but I don't have the strength to do so yet.

My chest hurts from being idle, what should I do?

"Got it." Jun Fuyao sat up from the bed.

He got out of bed in a hurry, put on his shoes in a hurry, and walked out in a hurry.

She's going to make wine.

Brew fine Chinese wine and make big money.

……

There are three people sitting around a table.

Old woman: You are poor.

Middle-aged woman: Your mind is flying.

Super Pretty Girl : Jun Fuyao.

There was a small wine glass in front of each of the three people.

The aroma of wine is so strong that just smelling it makes you feel drunk.

Jun Fuyao stepped forward and gestured for invitation, and said with a gentle smile, "Grandma, Aunt, please try it."

Madam Jun and Jun Yifei raised the wine glasses in front of them at the same time.

He brought it to his lips and took a small sip.

Then he looked intoxicated, opened his mouth, and let out a long breath...

Finally, he sighed in a voice that seemed to be extremely comfortable: "What a good wine..."

"Well... do you think this wine will sell well?" Jun Fuyao asked.

"It has to sell well." Old Madam Jun laughed, picked up the jar of wine and poured herself a glass.

"This kind of good wine is not too much to sell for one thousand taels per glass. Suddenly I feel that the wine I drank before was all rubbish." Jun Yifei said as he poured himself a glass.

The three of them had a series of detailed discussions on the issue of selling alcohol...

Suddenly, a voice interrupted their conversation.

"Jun Yifei, I haven't seen you for ten years. I hope you are doing well."

The sound seemed to come from the sky, echoing in all directions for a long time.

Jun Yifei, who had been smiling brightly just now, suddenly changed his expression and he almost couldn't help but stand up from the wheelchair.

Fortunately, Jun Fuyao held her down in time.

The visitor Jun Fuyao recognized that it was the person who warned her twice not to disturb the order on the day of the Jubao Pavilion auction.

She felt something was wrong at that time.

Watching Jun Yifei's performance again today, I feel that there must be a lot of stories behind it.

What is the grudge between the Jun family, or Jun Yifei, and the people of Jubao Pavilion?

Jun Yifei insisted on meeting the visitor alone, and Jun Fuyao insisted on accompanying her.

Madam Jun looked worried and heavy-hearted, but she agreed.

After all, my daughter has to solve her own problems.

……

In Jun Yifei's yard, two middle-aged women with elegant demeanor, one in black and one in white, stood side by side.

The two seem close, but in fact they are wary of each other.

"Sister Mu, it's been ten years since we last met, but you're still as charming as ever." Jun Yifei, sitting in a wheelchair, looked at the woman in white with a sincere smile on his face.

He was too stingy to even give a glance to the woman in black standing beside him, let alone a good expression.

The woman in white stepped forward and said excitedly, "Sister Yifei, how have you been these years? The young master..."

Having said this, she suddenly stopped talking.

When he heard the word "Young Master", a trace of sadness visibly emerged on Jun Yifei's face.

The already ugly face of the woman in black became even uglier. She even looked at Jun Yifei with murderous intent in her eyes. She couldn't help but sarcastically said, "Jun Yifei, your two sisters, your two nieces, and your comrades are all dead. How can you still be alive in this state?"

Upon hearing this, Jun Yifei's already sad face became even more painful.

Seeing this, Jun Fuyao said, "You are a mad dog, aren't you? Why do you like to bark so much? If you are sick, go get treatment instead of talking nonsense here."

“How dare you! You ignorant boy, how dare you speak rudely to me? Don’t think that I won’t kill you just because you are in the Jun family.” The woman in black scolded, looking at Jun Fuyao with grim eyes. Her face, which was not good-looking to begin with, became even uglier because of anger.

"Ouch, I'm so scared... Come on, mad dog, come and bite me. If you don't dare, you are a coward." Jun Fuyao looked at her provocatively, his whole body quickly adjusted to combat status.

The man in black had never been ridiculed or provoked like this before. He was immediately furious and raised his right hand, as if to hit Jun Fuyao.

The man in white at the side quickly grabbed her right hand, stopped her movement, and scolded: "Enough, Xiao Han, if you don't want to stay here, you can leave. What kind of ability is it to embarrass a junior!"

Jun Yifei also looked coldly at the black-clad woman Xiao Han. The moment she raised her hand, she was ready to be exposed.

Not far away, Madam Jun on the corner tower had already put one foot on the railing and was about to jump down when the woman in black raised her hand.

Jun Fuyao is their life. They will fight to the death with anyone who dares to touch Jun Fuyao.

Xiao Han pulled back his right hand, flicked his sleeves, and snorted coldly: "Humph, I will let you go for now, you stinky girl."

After that, he accused the woman in white next to him: "And you, Murong, stop yelling at me, we are equal."

The woman in white, Murong, didn't want to pay attention to her.

"Tsk!" Jun Fuyao sneered disdainfully and gave her the middle finger.

Xiao Han's right hand, which had just been put down, became restless again, and he swore in his heart: Sooner or later, I will cut this stinky girl into pieces!

"Sister Mu, you have come from afar this time, is there something important that has brought you here?" Jun Yifei asked Murong, the woman in white.

"It's nothing, someone just asked me to give you a gift." Murong replied with a smile.

Jun Yifei suddenly became a little excited and asked uncertainly: "Yes, is it him?"

"Yeah." Murong nodded, then took out a small rectangular wooden box from his sleeve pocket.

"He asked you to bring something? Why didn't you tell me?" Xiao Han glared at Murong.

"Who are you to me? Why should I tell you?" Murong retorted without even looking at her.

"You?!" Xiao Han was furious. He clenched his hands into fists and suddenly moved closer to Murong, trying to snatch the box away.

Murong put the box back into his sleeve in a flash.

The two men turned into two afterimages and fought each other.

So fast!So strong!

Jun Fuyao was amazed.

But she did not regret her previous sarcastic and provocative remarks against Xiao Han.

It's not her character to be timid when facing a strong opponent.

Although she couldn't beat him now, she believed that one day she would be able to beat him, and that day would not be too far away.

Don't bully young poor!

The battle ended quickly, with Murong having a slight advantage.

No wonder he was able to suppress Xiao Han everywhere before.

The bigger the fist, the more powerful it is!

After Xiao Han spat out a mouthful of blood, he jumped a few times and left the Jun family.