The daily life of the great devil's favorite wife

Chapter 404 Do You Believe?
In the evening, the weather gradually cools down.

Zhuang Qiu and Steward Yang stood in front of Luoyu Pavilion with weird expressions.Because sitting in front of them was an old man who was obviously very calm but was cursing at the moment.

"Tell me, what's going on with this girl?"

"Even Grandpa is back, why don't you come out to see?"

"Stop shaking your heads and say something? What is this, little aunt?"

Zhuang Qiu and Butler Yang: ...

If they knew, would they still stand here and be scolded?

Zhuang Zhou rubbed his head, the creases on his old face were almost flattened.Those piercing eyes were full of doubts.

Zhuang Qiu and the two had no idea how panicked he was right now.He had never seen this girl in such a serious situation.

If there is something wrong with this, will he be eaten alive by his brothers?

So, he made a decision.

He has to knock on the door.

But before they took two steps, someone trotted outside the door to inform them.

"My lord, General Zhuang, the Ninth Prince is here."

"The kid is here?" Zhuang Zhou rolled his eyes, as if he understood something.

Just when he was about to send someone to greet him, he raised his hand, and a gust of wind floated past him.

The next moment, Mo Linyuan, dressed in purple, was already standing in front of Zhuang Jiang's door.

Zhuang Zhou watched Mo Linyuan push the door in freely, and in the next second, a clear smoke was thrown from the door.

Fortunately, Yan Feng who was standing outside the door raised his hand to catch it.

Zhuang Zhou: ...

My old man, don't you want to lose face?

"Ahem, old prince, I think we should avoid it."

Zhuang Qiu coughed twice, restrained himself, not daring to laugh out loud.

Glancing at Steward Yang, he seemed to be holding back, almost suffocating. "Yep."

"You two!"

Zhuang Zhou was so angry that he blushed and his neck was thick, no, he was a little out of breath.

Gotta go out and get some air.

But here, Yan Feng and Qing Yan, who watched them leave, were more bitter and bitter than the other.

Inside the door, Zhuang Jiang sat in front of the soft couch, looking at the young man in front of him with some surprise.

Holding the teacup, her face turned pale, and she unconsciously wanted to turn her head to avoid the other party's sight.

She knew that Mo Linyuan would come, but she never thought that he would come so soon.

"Are you, the one who came to accuse me of my teacher?"

"Xingshi asks for guilt?"

Mo Linyuan walked up to Zhuang Jiang, pinched her jaw, and forced her to look him squarely.

"What qualifications do I have to accuse you of a crime?"

Zhuang Jiang was silent.Mo Linyuan was smiling, but his eyes were so cold.

She thought for a while, and finally put on a smile, and asked jokingly.

"Mo Linyuan, do you think there is something wrong between me and Gong Ziyu?"

She remembered what Gong Ziyu had said to her in Yanyun upstairs.

"I do not know."

Mo Linyuan replied coldly.

Thinking of everything he saw today, he would feel distressed and angry.

He hates that feeling.

"Would you believe me if I said that he framed me?"

Zhuang Jiang looked directly at Mo Linyuan, those bright eyes were like fragile glass, and his smile was painful.

Will he believe it?

This is the first time she has been so confused and unsure about her future.

Mo Linyuan frowned, deep in his facial features, there was a lingering haze.

So much so that Zhuang Jiang felt that his jaw was aching.As if it would shatter in an instant.

"So, do you believe it?"

The girl's crisp voice was tinged with sadness.It was like an invisible hand plucking at Mo Linyuan's heartstrings.

Finally, he let go of Zhuang Jiang, looked at her, and said in a low voice:
"I believe."

(End of this chapter)