Quick wear, the beautiful and soft female supporting role's charming road

Ning Jiaoyan was looking down at her feet which were covered with irregular red marks when there was another loud noise and the door was rudely kicked open from outside.

Ning Jiaoyan frowned slightly as she looked at the man who rushed in hurriedly. He had a handsome face that was three-quarters similar to Jing Luming. He was wearing a blue top and white bottom brocade gown and jacket. His slightly immature face was full of anger, and his words were like firing a cannon.

"Ning Jiaoyan, you old witch, you bad woman, what did you do to make my eldest brother suddenly agree to marry you?!"

Ning Jiaoyan raised an eyebrow, but didn't show it on her face. "Brother Lu Ying, what are you talking about? Brother Lu Ming and I are already engaged. Is there anything strange about Brother Lu Ming marrying me?"

"Also, since you know I'll be your real sister-in-law soon, please don't use foul language towards me in the future."

"I'll be angry... Brother Luming won't be happy if he finds out."

Jing Luying glared at the delicate and pretentious woman in front of him with annoyance. He hated this woman from the beginning. He didn't think so when he was a child, but as he grew up, he had his own understanding. How could such a mean-tempered and decadent woman be worthy of his elder brother?

"Brother? If you don't tell him on purpose, he won't know. Anyway, you must have done something for him to suddenly agree. He doesn't like you at all!"

"Ning Jiaoyan, I will never accept you as my sister-in-law!"

The boy's voice was childish but firm and powerful, his beautiful, bright eyes filled with resentment. Ning Jiaoyan reflected on her original self's interactions with Jing Luying and discovered that her original self didn't particularly like the boy, only being held back by her desire to be his sister-in-law. She'd usually dealt with the boy's insults and contempt, but aside from a few swear words in her own room, she'd never directly confronted him.

Jing Luying also enjoyed making the original body suffer a loss.

But now, it was his turn to be defeated. He looked up and down at the woman who was still sitting on the chair. There was no sign of frustration and anger on her pretty fair face after being scolded by him. It was like a punch on cotton.

The woman was uncharacteristically calm, her face completely composed. Her distinct black and white eyes stared at him, and there seemed to be a hint of a smile at the corners of her tender pink lips. Jing Luying became even angrier, "Ning Jiaoyan, I'm telling you, if you dare to enter our Jing family's gate, Feicui and I will definitely not let you off easily! We mean what we say!"

Ning Jiaoyan curled her lips, an idea forming in her mind. She looked at the tender-faced young man before her and slowly spoke, "I naturally know you won't be satisfied with me as your sister-in-law, but... what exactly should I do to make you accept me? I really like Brother Lu Ming. Do you know why he doesn't like me?"

The woman's voice was soft and tender, with a hint of pity, and her watery eyes looked straight at him.

Jing Luying suddenly felt something strange, but Ning Jiaoyan's behavior seemed to him like a sign of weakness. This made him feel more accomplished than if she had just walked away unhappily. So he said smugly, "We just hate you. When we were little, you always stole Feicui's things. You even killed her favorite little rabbit. You're so vicious and mean!"

"You're spoiled and willful. You're clearly stupid as hell, yet you still want to teach us. You pester my eldest brother every day, using despicable means to hurt women who get close to him. Don't think we don't know. And you have the most problems. Open your eyes and see what kind of world we live in now. You're no longer a princess, yet you still act like one, bossing people around..."

"...That's fine, but the main thing is that you're not worthy of my brother. All you have in your head are those old, stinky rules. Only girls who learn new ideas and new education are worthy of my brother..."

If you let him talk, he will really talk endlessly.

When Narcissus brought back the water, Jing Luying was still talking nonstop. Ning Jiaoyan put her feet in the warm water. Facing Narcissus's surprise and indignation, Ning Jiaoyan kindly asked Narcissus to serve him a pot of tea.

He interjected appropriately, "Then I have no merits?"

"Of course, what advantages can you have?!"

Ning Jiaoyan slowly approached his side, looked up at him and smiled, saying in a delicate voice: "They said I was very beautiful."

Jing Luying didn't notice her sudden approach. She just looked at her when she heard her ask this question. She didn't expect that they were so close to each other.

The unique fragrance of the woman mixed with her warm breath spread on his face, and his snow-white skin turned red. Jing Luying didn't know why she was like this, and just thought it was a normal reaction because she didn't like Ning Jiaoyan's approach.

"Ning Jiaoyan, stay away from me! What do you mean by pretty? You..." He took a quick look at her face, "...just average. There are many prettier ones. If you want to be my eldest brother's wife, you can't just look at her face."

A trace of hurt flashed across the girl's eyes. Hearing him say that, she slowly distanced herself from him. "I'm sorry, I didn't expect you to dislike me so much. I really want to be a good wife to Brother Luming, and a sister-in-law to you and Sister Feicui... Can you tell me how to do it?"

It was rare to see Ning Jiaoyan begging him so aggrievedly. Jing Luying found it novel and satisfying, but also wanted to take the opportunity to teach her a lesson. "Of course you have to make changes. If you stay the same, you will only be eliminated."

It looks quite fashionable, but it’s being eliminated?

Ning Jiaoyan was extremely anxious. "Then how can I... change?"

Jing Luying: "It's very simple. You just need to learn from the women in the new schools out there. Read more books and newspapers, go out and learn new things..."

When he said this, he couldn't hide the pride in his eyes, as if the fact that he had seen more of the world than her was worth showing off.

"How can this be possible? Women can't go out and show their faces in public, and only men can study. Even though I'm a princess, I'm still a woman... Brother Luying, I can't do this."

Jing Luying looked at her knowingly, "I knew you were no match for me. You can't change. What does it matter if you're a woman? Feicui has been studying since she was a child. It's not that we hate you on purpose, but we're not from the same world at all. Just give up on this idea!"

After saying this, he left Ning Jiaoyan crying sadly and walked away.

Only after she disappeared did Ning Jiaoyan stop pretending and casually threw the handkerchief on the ground. "Narcissus, I'm hungry. Let's eat."

Narcissus looked at her princess with a strange look in her eyes, "Princess, it's not even noon yet."

"Never mind. Eat when you're hungry."

"And..." Ning Jiaoyan's eyes drifted to the open wardrobe, "Go prepare some clothes that women wear nowadays... Oh, forget it, let's just arrange these for now."

The past few days have been relatively peaceful, except for the fact that the young master in the mansion has changed a lot. It's not a bad change, but it seems that his appetite has become quite... bigger. Perhaps it's because good things are about to happen.

Mother Ning looked at her daughter, who had become a bit rounder, and said with some concern, "Jiaojiao... why do you have such a good appetite lately? Look at you, you've gained weight."

"Mom, my appetite has naturally improved since I'm in a good mood."

Ning's mother wasn't worried about her daughter getting fat, but rather... ...her eyes darted towards her daughter's belly. As parents, they all knew about her daughter and Lu Ming's child, which was why they had arranged the marriage so quickly. Her daughter was acting really strangely, could she be pregnant?

!! ?

"By the way, mother, how have you discussed my going to school with my father? Brother Luming likes girls who have been to a school before, and Feicui has also been to the new school. If I marry her and know nothing about it, they will dislike me."

Complaints with a touch of arrogance.

When Ning Jiaoyan looked up, she saw her staring at her belly. "Mom, what are you looking at? Are you listening to me?"

Mother Ning: "Listen...listen, your father has arranged for you to be in the same class as Feicui, Jinling Girls' Middle School. You won't be there for long anyway, so get along well with Feicui. I've discussed this with Sister Huiyun, and since the middle school is too far from our residence, you can go to the Jing family for lunch and rest from now on."

Ning Jiaoyan was not too surprised. The plot was indeed arranged in this way, but she did not expect it to be in this way. Isn't this exactly what she wants?

"Mother, you are so kind!"

Since it was already planned, Jing Feicui must have known about her going to school. However, her future sister-in-law didn't like her, and their interactions in the plot were full of conflicts and ended in a bad mood. It didn't matter if the child was naive, but she, as the future sister-in-law, had to be polite.

In front of the full-length mirror, Ning Jiaoyan had just changed into the school uniform of this era.

Narcissus looked at the girl in the mirror with envy and said, "Princess, you look so beautiful like this. You really look like a... really like a schoolgirl! Also, you look really good dressed like this..." Then she whispered, "...much prettier than Miss Feicui."

Ning Jiaoyan smiled slightly. She was not very old to begin with, with a slender frame and a pretty face. She might have looked like a bean sprout before, but after this period of recuperation, she now looked like a soft and shiny pearl.

Wearing school uniform, she looks beautiful and well-behaved.

She was satisfied.

Jinling Girls' Middle School, if she remembered correctly, one of the teachers there was an underground worker of ours, and had some ambiguous relationship with Jing Feicui. According to the description, she was good-looking.

When I got to school, I saw that she was indeed good-looking.

She had short, soft black hair, gentle eyes, thin, red lips, and was about 1.83 meters tall. She was as tall as jade and wore a long, blue-gray gown. When she read poetry, a smile always played on her lips, gleaming in the warm sunlight.

Most of the female students in the classroom were staring at him. When they were asked questions, their faces turned as red as ripe apples, and the classroom was filled with a fresh and sweet smell.

"Teacher Lin, I'm sorry, I haven't reviewed this poem...so I don't know..."

The man waved his hand and motioned her to sit down. "It's okay. Go back and review it a few more times. If you can recite it in the next class, I won't punish you."

Lin Qinghe, that's a good name too.

She still prefers gentle men.

Then Jing Feicui volunteered and raised her hand...