Favorite Princess

Chapter 408 Thank You Silently (3)
Yi Rou said that she didn't want the dowry of the first wife, but she really didn't want it, even if the dowry that the second wife could give her was not much, she never complained.

But Yi Jing, why can she enjoy other people's wealth and power with peace of mind?
"I know what you're thinking." Song Yan almost didn't know this sister anymore. He took a step back and threw himself on the ground with calmness, then said in a low voice, "In broad daylight, you really want to recognize your relatives?" , it’s okay to speak softly. Everyone knows how loud they are, do you really think I’m a fool?”

He gave a short laugh, only feeling bleak, and looked at the girl behind Yijing who was watching the fun, and seeing the gloating eyes, he hated Xiao An in his heart, and said coldly, "You make such a fuss, why not?" It really ruined the relationship between the family!"

"Third brother..."

"Don't come to the door again, or I won't be able to protect you." Song Yan shook his head, and saw the old man on the opposite side coming slowly with something, he hurried forward to help the old man carry the things, and said in a low voice, "Uncle, I……"

"Go back to the mansion." The elder waved his hand, he didn't need Song Yan to carry things for himself, and then he went home.

After passing through the stillness with hope in his eyes, he didn't seem to see anything, this downcast niece was just a cloud of air, passing straight by.

Such indifference of turning a blind eye made the hopeful Yi Jing feel like a bucket of cold water had been poured down.

Song Yan was disappointed and disgusted with her, and was willing to talk to her, so she was still in his heart, but the old man didn't seem to care at all, let her know that in the old man's heart, she was nothing.

"Uncle!" Yi Jing called out hastily.

"Close the door." The Elder walked into the Hou Mansion, and ordered to the hesitant concierge.

"Uncle, if the second sister is noisy again, I'm afraid it won't be like it." Song Yan said in a low voice.

"What am I afraid of!" said the elder indifferently, "Call her to make trouble!"

There is so much hype, does the Lie Palace have a face?The girls in his family are all engaged, and one is bestowed by the emperor and the other is a high-ranking man. What is he afraid of? !

For such a trivial matter, he didn't want to marry Miss Song's thing, and he was not willing to marry.After retiring, I will find someone else in the future.

Seeing the indifference and coldness on the elder's face, Song Yan moved the corners of his mouth, and his eyes fell on the face of his desperate sister, but he didn't say anything.

He is willing to use his own strength to take care of his sister, and Yi Rou even gave up his dowry. This is already the best effort of the two of them, but these cannot make them embarrass their uncle.

If my uncle doesn't owe the second room, there is no reason to show face for the second room.

Feeling a little sad, Song Yan felt depressed, and saw that the elder didn't take Fangcai seriously at all, and only carried the paper bag in his hand to the main room, curious in his heart, so he went with him.

As soon as he entered the room, he heard the lively laughter of a young man, and Song Yan saw Tang An was smiling playfully in front of the uncontrollably smiling eldest lady, his facial expression was very lively and funny, and he was waving his hands, as if he was telling some funny jokes .

The eldest lady smiled sideways and looked at Tang An very kindly.

It seemed that the anger caused by this boy last time had disappeared.

Tang An was grinning and presenting treasures with the eldest wife, trying to get the future auntie down. While talking about how he had knocked another sap with his friends on a certain day and a certain month, he looked at the door with his eyes rolling wildly. His eyes lit up when he saw someone coming, but then his eyes dimmed when he saw that it was a tall and strong elder, but he still stepped forward with an apologetic smile, saluted the elder, and called out affectionately, "Greetings to uncle!" .”

(End of this chapter)