The passers-by are vicious

"what happened."

Song Qiyuan looked towards the door, his voice low and unclear whether he was happy or angry.

The guard who was trying to stop Xu Zhizhi outside the door immediately opened the door and replied, "A girl insists on seeing the Marquis."

Knowing that Xu Zhizhi was the daughter of the Minister of Personnel, the guards tried to stop her but did not dare to draw their swords.

Xu Zhizhi squeezed into the box while the guard was talking, and said cheerfully, "Hi, handsome guy, we meet again. I'm Xu Zhizhi."

Seeing her so bold, Jiang Wanwan couldn't help but be surprised. Afterwards, she saw her expression and knew that she was another woman who was bewitched by Song Qiyuan's appearance.

I just don’t know if she will end up like Su Luoyan.

Liu Benchu ​​once told Jiang Wanwan that Old Madam Song intended the daughter of the Minister of Personnel to be her second wife.

It should be the person in front of him. When Jiang Wanwan saw the meaningful expression on his face when he thought of what Liu Benchu ​​said, she immediately understood.

She indeed behaves differently from ordinary women. She is bolder than Su Luoyan, and even a little stupid.

Unfortunately, Song Qiyuan ignored her and just raised his chin and said to the guard: "Send this young lady back to the mansion."

After hearing Song Qiyuan's order, the guard immediately stretched out his arms to take her away, but Xu Zhizhi struggled and shouted, "Let me go, I won't go back."

His eyes were fixed on Song Qiyuan's face, and his tone was impudent, "I haven't met you yet."

The guard looked at Song Qiyuan in embarrassment, but saw that the originally indifferent Marquis's face turned cold. "What are you still standing there for?"

Ji Xian, who was sitting next door, heard the sound and came over, his eyes first looking at Jiang Wanwan who was sitting inside in a blue dress.

As for Xu Zhizhi who was struggling, he didn't even look at her. He didn't want to get involved with such a vulgar and fierce woman.

"Lord Song, I didn't expect it to be such a coincidence that you would come to drink." Ji Xian crossed his arms and teased, rarely without a sharp tongue.

Seeing Ji Xian, Song Qiyuan was also slightly surprised and nodded indifferently, "It's indeed a coincidence."

Ji Xian didn't care about his coldness. He didn't come here to say hello to Song Qiyuan anyway.

His gaze fell on Jiang Wanwan. Meeting those eyes, Ji Xian's heart couldn't help but beat rapidly. His cheeks flushed slightly to cover up the cough, and then he pretended to ask, "Who is..."

Song Qiyuan answered without hesitation, "My wife, Jiang."

He naturally noticed Ji Xian's gaze, but he was not surprised. After all, no one could resist Jiang Wanwan's beauty, let alone Ji Xian.

It’s just that he can allow others to appreciate Jiang Wanwan’s beauty, but he doesn’t allow them to have other thoughts that would affect her.

Xu Zhizhi felt unhappy when she saw that no one paid attention to her, but when she realized that both of them were looking at Jiang Wanwan, she realized that there was a sick beauty in the box.

With such a weak body, it doesn't matter how beautiful she is. However, when she heard Song Qiyuan say that she was his wife, her expression changed immediately. She didn't expect that the man she had finally chosen actually had a wife.

But then I thought that this is ancient times, and with the current level of medical care, it is not certain how long this sick beauty can live.

Although she knew her thoughts were somewhat malicious, she was only thinking about the facts.

Just when Xu Zhizhi was about to say something to draw Song Qiyuan's attention to herself, she suddenly heard her maid calling out, sounding very anxious.

She was about to call the maid, but she saw that the maid had already noticed her and immediately rushed forward to grab her and said, "Miss, something is wrong. Come back to the mansion with me. That..."

"What?" Xu Zhizhi didn't understand but had no choice but to go with the maid. Before leaving, she waved to Song Qiyuan thoughtfully, "See you next time, handsome guy."

Jiang Wanwan didn't expect that she would encounter so many interesting things just by simply going out for a stroll.

As for Ji Xian's gaze that fell on her from time to time, Jiang Wanwan could naturally feel it, but she didn't look at him.

Ji Xian concealed his emotions with a bit of disappointment, looked up and continued to chat casually with Song Qiyuan.

Finally, Jiang Wanwan got annoyed and said, "My Lord, it's getting late. Let's go back."

After hearing this, Song Qiyuan immediately stood up and nodded to Ji Xian, then put a veil on Jiang Wanwan, and then took her hand and walked out of the restaurant.

After getting on the carriage, Song Qiyuan stretched out his hand from inside, but Jiang Wanwan, who was wearing a veiled hat, did not directly cover his hand.

Instead, she turned around, lifted the white veil with her bare fingers, revealing her frail and delicate face. She looked up at Ji Xian who was standing in front of the window on the second floor.

Her beautiful eyes slightly raised, her red lips curled up and she nodded. When she saw Ji Xian's dazed expression, she put down the white veil with a smile, turned around, and entered the carriage with Song Qiyuan's gentle pull.

Only Ji Xian, with his handsome face, was left standing in front of the window, staring into the distance. When he realized what was happening, his face suddenly turned red and he couldn't help but cover his chest.

As if he had thought of something, Ji Xian stepped on the window sill and jumped onto the roof. His purple robe fluttered with his movements, but Ji Xian didn't care at all. He lightly tapped his toes and chased in the direction of the carriage.

Her lazily tied hair was flying, her eyebrows and eyes were sharp, yet full of excitement.

Not long after Jiang Wanwan returned to Yaoguang Garden, Song Qiyuan was called away by Old Madam Song.

Jiang Wanwan was sitting on the couch, thinking about something, when she suddenly heard a slight sound coming from outside the window and couldn't help but push open the window.

Sure enough, a figure in purple was squatting under the window. It was Ji Xian.

When he saw Jiang Wanwan noticed him, his originally sharp eyes and brows immediately broke into a smile, with a bit of the rebelliousness that is unique to teenagers.

Without hesitation, he climbed into the house through the window.

Ji Xian stood still and looked at Jiang Wanwan expectantly, his eyes fiery and bright.

His face was slightly red, and he coughed lightly to hide his nervousness and excitement, then whispered: "You...you should ask me to come to you, right?"

After saying this, as if he was afraid that he had misunderstood her meaning, he stared at Jiang Wanwan's expression without blinking, afraid to miss any change on her face.

Jiang Wanwan just smiled faintly and said nothing, but patted her legs. Ji Xian didn't understand why, but followed his instinct and leaned his head on her legs.

When he smelled the fragrance of pear blossoms, Ji Xian realized belatedly that he was actually lying on Jiang Wanwan's legs. He couldn't help but raise his head and wanted to leave.

"Pa" Jiang Wanwan slapped Ji Xian on the face and said tenderly, "Don't move."

Jiang Wanwan was weak so her strength was not very strong, but Ji Xian's face still turned slightly red.

He was not angry, but looked at her with moist eyes and aggrieved expression, as if he didn't know why Jiang Wanwan hit him.

Little did she know that Jiang Wanwan was actually somewhat excited and did it subconsciously.

She admired her masterpiece, pinched Ji Xian's cheeks and kissed him lovingly.

Ji Xian’s eyes widened. He had never expected Jiang Wanwan to do this, and his breathing became rapid.

He originally wanted to push Jiang Wanwan away, but when he saw the other person's autumn eyes flashing with light, he hesitated for a moment and finally gave up the idea.

She closed her eyes and let Jiang Wanwan kiss her.