Encountered Uncle Se's ex-husband came to find fault

Meng Beichen simply stopped looking at her, and asked sullenly, "What are you doing here?"

The girls were so stared at by him, they backed away submissively, and didn't say anything for a while, Han Yixing was about to breathe a sigh of relief when the housekeeper stepped forward and said, "Master Bei, they say yes, they say yes..."

Looking at Han Yixing with some consideration, Meng Beichen was already impatient, and growled, "What are you talking about?" He put his arms around Han Yixing and refused to let go.

Her heart began to beat up and down, which was suffering.

"It's said to be participating in the wife selection party held by the young master." The butler risked his life to say it out, and Han Yixing felt that he was also hovering on the verge of death. [

"Meng Beichen, let's go in." She didn't dare to run away by herself now, but wanted to pull him up and run away together. She was obviously right to punish him, but now she was still scared.

"Wait a minute," Meng Beichen lowered his head to comfort him, his voice was very soft, then raised his head again, and changed his face, "Say! Who is spreading rumors among you!"

Han Yixing clearly saw a murderous look in his eyes, his eyes seemed to say that whoever spreads the message will die.

She had been afraid for a long time, and she actually had a mentality that everything must be returned. Before the girls opened their mouths, she deliberately shouted fiercely: "I said it!"

He raised his face lightly, full of stubbornness, as if he had sacrificed his life bravely.

Meng Beichen was stunned, and the girls were obviously relieved, and then started talking in a hurry.

"It's Han Yixing. She lied to us. She works as a maid in Mengyuan, saying that you are going to hold a wife selection night tonight, and we must come to participate!"

"That's right, she told us herself."

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The tone of those girls seemed to be complaining. Seeing that Meng Beichen's complexion was getting worse and worse, thinking that this must be a good time for Han Yixing, dozens of girls talked more and more ups and downs.

Meng Beichen frowned at her, and she frowned too, with a cold look on her face, looking very unhappy.

"Xing'er?" He called her, his tone didn't have much blame, he just needed an explanation, was she eager to push him to another woman?

The anger in his heart spread like a prairie fire.