Houmen Fenghua: Meet the best evil mother-in-law

Chapter 332
Yao Anxin is not stupid, the old matriarch actually gave her such a homework, she would definitely not give her a good script.

There must be something unreasonable in the story given by the old lady.

So, where is this unreasonable place?
Oh, by the way, a young lady, under what circumstances would she meet someone else's husband?
How many times has she met her husband?

How many times have you been alone?
Under what circumstances would an unmarried girl be alone with a married man?

……

Yao Anxin's thoughts surged in such a whirlwind, and she felt like she had a lot of content to write.

The servant girl came over after making the bed, and wanted to call the lady to sleep, but she saw Yao Anxin leaning over the table, writing non-stop.

"Miss, it's very late, you have to go to school tomorrow, otherwise, you will write tomorrow?"

"Wait a minute, I'll go to sleep right away. I just had an inspiration, and I'm afraid I'll forget about it tomorrow." Yao Anxin lowered her head and didn't raise it.

Maid: "..."

——No, you should be asleep!

——Miss, have you forgotten that you got up late last time, and the servants in the yard were almost cleaned up by the lady?

Yao Anxin wrote more and more vigorously, and she really didn't want to stop.

Sometimes, it’s just like this, the spring of thinking is like a pen, the more I write, the more I feel, and the more I feel, the more I want to write.

Because of this, Yao Anxin didn't want to stop, because she was afraid that once she stopped, she would forget about it the next day.

She writes vigorously by herself, but the maid next to her is anxious to death.

Finally, under the urging of the maid, Yao Anxin didn't finish writing, and went to bed a little later than usual.

In her dream at night, Yao Anxin dreamed that she was transformed into the white lotus in the story...

Of course, she's not as stupid as the white lotus in the story, who would just fall in love with any man she meets.The man she met was personable, he had the ability to advance and retreat, he had a balance between left and right, and he acted calmly. He should be a model of a gentleman in the world.

It's a pity that I was not born when you were born, and I was married when I was born.

Just like what happened in the story, Yao Anxin thought that she only followed the etiquette of the boudoir and never made a mistake.Interacting with that man is also a gentleman's friendship as light as water, and there has never been a breach of the norm.

Even so, that man's wife is still...

In a daze, Yao Anxin heard the maid's urging voice: "Miss, miss, don't sleep, miss, it's already dawn, you should get up quickly."

"If you don't get up again, it will be too late!"

"Miss, get up!"

……

Yao Anxin opened her eyes in a daze, and it was Mo Xiang's familiar face that came into view.

Seeing that it was so late, Yao Anxin almost cried out in surprise, she quickly got up on her stomach, got dressed and washed her face under the service of the maid, took a few casual mouthfuls, nodded, and hurried to school.

As for the script, fortunately someone reminded her that before she left, a maid was sent to her mother.

When Mrs. Yao saw the maid, she naturally wanted to ask a few questions about her daughter.

The maid didn't dare to say more, she just said that everything was as usual.

Mrs. Yao nodded, put the script aside, and dealt with other matters first. Only after lunch did she have time to pick up the script and read it.

On the other side, Gu Qingling received a letter from Li Wenchong.

Apparently, after she broke in in the middle of the night the night before, Li Wenchong knew something was wrong after she got angry once, and changed it to "Hongxin Chuanshu".

The beginning of the letter was an apology, saying that he didn't mean it, and he explained it well.

Compared to him being deliberately "difficult" by her in front of her, he wrote the letter more clearly, and it seemed that he was sincere and sincere.

But unfortunately...

It's a pity that Gu Qingling wanted to play dumb, so naturally she wouldn't "admit it".

Therefore, the letter written by Li Wenchong was like a stone falling into the sea, without half a reply, it was directly put into the brazier by Gu Qingling and burned.

Li Wenchong: "..."

--what happened?

—Why didn't she answer my letter?
—Could it be that you didn’t receive it?

"Should...impossible?" Qingzhu raised her head slightly to look at his master, and said with some hesitation, "The servant personally delivered it and put it on her desk, so she can see it when she wakes up in the morning, so it's impossible not to receive it. "

Li Wenchong glanced at him sideways: "What if she was busy early in the morning and didn't see it?"

Qingzhu: "..."

——Well, you are the master, you have the final say!
"Did you see her open the letter with your own eyes?"

Qingzhu: "...No."

"That's right, you put it on the table, a normal person, who gets up early in the morning, will run to the table to see if there is any letter on the table? Besides, she is not a scholar." Yue said, Li Wenchong The more I feel that what I said is reasonable.

I waited for a day and didn't see a reply, maybe I didn't see it.

He blamed Qing Zhu: "You are so big, you can't do things, what use do I need you?"

Qingzhu was very depressed.

He was once so good that Jin Yiwei was autistic and his master was proud of himself, but he never imagined that one day he would be rejected.

Sure enough, he was oblivious to the color.

Of course, he didn't dare to say this, so he could only lower his head, silently watched Li Wenchong unfold the letter, and wrote another one.

——I just sent the letter last night, and writing it now, isn’t it too urgent?
——Didn't I say that, she might not have seen it when she got up early in the morning, but in the afternoon and evening... wouldn't she have a chance to see it?

——Do the math, it's normal for people to reply tomorrow or the day after tomorrow.

……

How does it feel when you are about to go to bed in the middle of the night and suddenly a flying mark brushes past your ear?
Don't ask, just ask...

She wants to kill that damn guy!
Looking at the letter in her hand, Gu Qingling wanted to grit her teeth.

She wanted to pretend that she hadn't seen the previous letter, but she didn't expect Li Wenchong to be so impatient, so she sent someone to deliver another letter.

If that letter was considered normal and it was placed on her desk, then this letter almost bit her ear.

Gu Qingling was seriously suspicious, because she didn't reply, Li Wenchong wanted to kill her!

In the letter, Li Wenchong not only asked her why she did not reply with concern, but also clearly told her where to put the letter he wrote before, reminding her to read it.

——Look at the fart!

——I am an old woman, what is the point of you writing this kind of "love letter" to me?
——My old lady is not a [-]-year-old girl!

Gu Qingling took a breath, without saying a word, lit a candle with the letter, put it in a teacup and burned it.

After burning, he still didn't forget to pour a cup of tea into the cup and pour it out of the window.

She is an old woman, it is better to have less "secret".

That night, Li Wenchong slept very peacefully.

Because Qingzhu repeatedly assured him that Mrs. Yao would definitely read that letter.

He thought, when he wakes up tomorrow, he will receive a reply from that woman, right?
I don't know what she will write?
Should I tell him about my lovesickness, or will I apologize to him, saying that I shouldn't have mistrusted him...

Li Wenchong smiled and said: At that time, he must take good care of Joe and let that woman know his identity.

Gu Qingling: ...I want to fart!

(End of this chapter)