Pastoral Trifles: The Poor Girl Turns Over

Chapter 297 His Thoughts 2
"Ma'am, are you talking about me?!" The voice came before anyone arrived. Cheng Huan looked up and saw three people coming in. The two walking in the front were Sheng Yi, the county magistrate, and Wen Yan. Then follow the two of them a little later.

The county magistrate was about 40 years old, not tall, with a serious face, a burly figure, and a windy walk, and walked in wearing an official robe.
But today Sheng Yi was wearing a deep purple robe, his skin was already fair, which made him look like a nobleman.

Hearing Sheng Yi's voice, Wang Yan no longer had that hypocritical and dignified smile on her face, but even her eyes began to smile,

Sima Jinyu, who was sitting next to her, also changed from her noble and unattainable attitude just now, with faint excitement in her big delicate eyes, and the smile at the corner of her mouth couldn't be concealed.
Seeing the county magistrate Sima Fu and Sheng Yi walking in, Wang Yan and Sima Jinyu hurriedly got up from the Arhat bed and greeted them. Wang Yan looked at Sheng Yi with a doting smile and said, "I'm not talking about you."

"Hehe, I knew my aunt was thinking about me, so I have to take good care of my friend!" Sheng Yi said exaggeratedly, his eyes fell on Cheng Huan gently, and he even winked mischievously at her.

Wang Yan glanced at Cheng Huan from the corner of her eye, saw her smile too, and smiled at Sheng Yi with some displeasure in her heart: "It's natural, why did you come to the backyard? Aren't you busy today!?"

Wang Yan changed the subject, who is Sheng Yi? He is the only son of the Lord of Shengtian City, a proud magician, how can a rural girl be worthy of him.

Men like freshness, and sometimes they get lost for a while, but in the end, they have to be in the right place.

For example, my daughter, who is elegant and intelligent, dignified and wise, is the best candidate to be worthy of Sheng Yi.

Even when they were adults, they also had the same thoughts. Otherwise, City Lord Sheng would not have let Sheng Yi come to Penglai for a temporary stay, but they were destroyed by this girl before they stayed for a few days.

Thinking that when Sheng Yi came last year, Cheng Huan ruined the plan for Sheng Yi and Jin Yu to get along well and exchange feelings, Wang Yan felt angry.

No matter what, she would not allow Sheng Yi to be with this ugly girl.

"I don't have anything to do today. Sheng Yi said he wanted to try rose cakes, so I brought him here." Sima Fu agreed in a deep voice, and walked to the Arhat bed to sit down. Wang Yan nodded and sat down.

Of the three chairs left, naturally one belonged to Sima Jinyu, one belonged to Ouyang Qin, and the remaining one belonged to Sheng Yi.

Wen Yan followed Sima Fu and stood next to the Luohan bed, and the rest of Cheng Huan and Cheng Jia had to stand in the room with the girl.

After seeing her for a few days, Sheng Yi was already worried about whether Cheng Huan's health was all right, and after a few glances, he felt relieved when he saw her rosy face, but it was because she was ill once, so naturally he had to take a good rest in just a few days.

How could he be willing to let Cheng Huan stand!

"Girl, come here!" Sheng Yi smiled and nodded to Cheng Huan. He didn't care about the people in this house at all, and he knew what Wang Yan thought of him.
It was obvious that Wang Yan wanted to make Cheng Huan look bad, otherwise wouldn't there be no chairs in this house?

Girls are all fools, and they don't even know how to move stools when guests come.

Then what else to do, just blow them out!

"Brother, what are you doing?" Cheng Huan is not an idiot either. After looking at it for a long time, she still can't see what Wang Yan and Sima Jinyu are thinking. She has really lived for nothing for more than 30 years.
(End of this chapter)