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018 My life is up to me

Qin Feng suffered a lot from the gazes of Wei Qingyu and Wei Qingyuan. Only the eldest daughter of the Weiyuan Marquis Mansion would never linger on him, and even if she spoke, she would never say another word.

Qin Feng became famous at a young age, and he had a good appearance. He never met a girl who didn't take him seriously. Qingluan's performance for a while aroused the young man's desire to win. He tried to think of another way.

Let Qingluan say a few more words.

Qingyu and Qingyuan were even more angry, but this was the Qin family's fault after all, so they had to hide their anger in their hearts and forcibly destroyed the silk handkerchief in their hands.

The atmosphere in the garden on this side was tense, and the conversation between Qian and Qin in the hall did not go smoothly.

"Sister-in-law, have you forgotten that the Weiyuan Marquis Mansion has already separated the families, and I am just a widowed and childless widow. Do you think I have become the master of the legitimate daughter of the Weiyuan Marquis Mansion?" Mrs. Qin's eyes flashed.

A touch of irony.

She had clearly seen Qian's temperament a few years ago, so what else could she expect from such a natal family. Although Qin Feng was indeed a good person, Wei Qingluan still had her direct eldest brother who inherited the title.

How could the nominal grandmother be the master of Wei Qingluan?

"Why can't we do it? After all, you are also her grandmother. Her parents are gone. If you, the matron, don't worry about her, who will worry about her?" Mrs. Qian felt a little unhappy in her heart, and she even hated her sister-in-law for being ignorant.

, you can’t write two characters of Qin in one stroke. Only when the Qin family is well, will she be well, right?

At this time, Qian had already forgotten that when the Weiyuan Marquis Mansion sent Qin to the countryside for a few years, the Qin family did not show any favor to anyone at all, and they did not even say hello to them for several years.

"Sister-in-law, Qingluan still has an older brother here." Qin reminded him lightly.

"He's just a hairy boy who hasn't grown all his hair yet. Besides, he's far away in the border area. He can't worry about it even if he wants to. It's possible that he has to make his sister into an old sister-in-law. Ah Nuan, it's not my sister-in-law who is telling you,

In terms of seniority, there is no one older than you in the Weiyuan Marquis Mansion now. As long as you stand up, no one will be dissatisfied." Qian licked a smiling face, the fat on both sides trembled slightly, looking a little bit

Creepy.

"Sister-in-law, please stop talking. Maybe you can discuss this matter with Marquis Weiyuan. Anyway, I won't let go. It's not my turn to make the decision on the marriage of Marquis Weiyuan's eldest daughter." Seeing Qian, Mrs. Qin couldn't make sense.

The way he looked, his tone was a bit tougher.

Qian's face darkened. After all, she was still thinking about Qin's identity, so she didn't fall out on the spot, but there was a hint of sarcasm in her words: "Oh, I really didn't expect that A Nuan has such a bad temper after living in the country for several years.

I’ve grown up.”

Mrs. Qin ignored Qian's provocation and just took the tea to drink. Qian punched the cotton and felt extremely aggrieved.

While I was holding it in, the maid's voice came from the door: "The girls are back."

Qian immediately smiled when he heard this, "Why are you back so soon? The garden is so fun." As he spoke, he turned his attention to Qin Sang. For Qian, her grandson is naturally a blessing.

Okay, as long as a girl meets her, there is no one she doesn’t like.

Qingluan saw all this, and felt a touch of irony in his heart. Could it be that Qian regarded his grandson as a pearl? If so, why didn't he marry the princess? Wouldn't it be possible to marry the royal family?

Benefit.

"We met Uncle Wu and Brother in the garden, but Sister Qingluan doesn't like to talk." Qin Sang said with some frustration. Although Qin Feng thought of ways to make Qingluan talk, Qingluan's performance was not very enthusiastic.
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