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Chapter 8

The person who opened the door was Mother Jiang. When she saw the young master standing outside the door, she was so surprised that her voice broke, "Third Master?!"

He turned around and shouted in, "Girl, the Third Master is here!"

When she finished shouting and saw Brother Qingfeng behind Third Master with a sullen face, Mother Jiang realized that she was still blocking the door and hurriedly got out of the way, "Third Master, please come in, please come in."

She laughed dryly, thinking that the third master had finally come here, and she had to say something nice for the girl.

"Third Master, are you busy with official work? Hello, you haven't been here for two months. I miss you all day and night, and I'm even sick ------"

The third master's face was expressionless. Qingfeng, who was following behind, looked sideways at Jiang's mother, his face not very pretty.

After all, they are people who just buy things outside. There is no comparison with those who have children in the house. Not only do they have no rules, but their words are also vulgar. What do you think? Who in the house dares to say such things to the third master?

Afraid that Third Master would be angry, Qingfeng coughed twice to remind Mother Jiang.

At this moment, Mother Jiang only wanted to win the girl's favor, so how could she notice Qingfeng's expression?

"------The girl has lost a lot of weight. I am not allowed to go to the Third Master because I am afraid that it will delay your official business------"

On the contrary, the third master glanced at Qingfeng indifferently. Qingfeng looked serious, lowered his gaze, and immediately did not dare to make the slightest move.

Yu Zhi was eating dried meat on a plate when Mother Jiang's voice startled her.

Third Master? Isn’t that the sponsor? Why is he here? What is he here for?

Even though Yu Zhi thought so much, it only took a few seconds.

Now that the benefactor's father is here, she should go out to greet him.

Yu Zhi quickly stood up and was about to put the plate down when she looked up and saw someone coming into the room.

This man has a slender figure, with a smooth and white face, showing sharp edges and coldness; his sword-like eyebrows fly slantingly into a few strands of black hair under the temples; his eyes are as black as ink, like the abyss of an ancient well, and there is no emotion in them.

No. His dignity and coolness seemed to be engraved in his bones.

Even Yu Zhi, who has seen all kinds of high-quality beauties in the world of cultivation, has to admit that this life is really good!

The moment they met their eyes, she wondered if it was Yu Zhi's misunderstanding, but she always felt something flashed in his eyes, which made her feel as embarrassed as if she was caught stealing snacks in class by the teacher. She was confused and blurted out, "Third Master,

Do you want to eat dried meat?”

When Yu Zhi realized what he had said, he wanted to cover his face with his hands. It was so embarrassing! It was so embarrassing!

For such a noble and noble young master, she actually invited others to eat pickled pork breasts. Isn't this blasphemy?

However, he could not lose even if he lost his words. Yu Zhi simply gave it up and smiled calmly, gently and generously, "Want to eat? It's delicious." She raised the plate in her hand.

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The smile is so fake! This was Wen Jiuxiao's first impression of Yu Zhi.

He looked at Yu Zhi, this rosy-cheeked face with a glossy mouth and sesame seeds stained on it, was this the woman Jiang's mother said she had lost a lot of weight in thinking about him?

Wen Jiuxiao expressed doubts.

However, is this woman the same person as the one he brought back from Jiangnan? Why do they feel so different? This thought is just a thought, because Wen Jiuxiao has even forgotten that he brought a girl back from Jiangnan, how can he

Remember what kind of person she is?

"No need." Wen Jiuxiao looked away and sat down.

Wow, the sound is nice too, subwoofer!

Yu Zhi praised in his heart, put down the plate calmly, and said: "Cherry, please serve tea to the Third Master quickly."

When the tea came, Yu Zhi took the tea cup and personally offered it to Wen Jiuxiao, "Third Master, you have some tea. There is no good tea, so I'll give it to you."

Now that the big boss is here, as a subordinate, you still have to show off your skills, oh no, it's about performance.

Don't ask for merit, but ask for no faults, so that the leader will not put you in the shoes.

Of course, if you do a good job of flattery, your boss will think of you immediately.

Yu Zhi wished her benefactor wouldn't come, but she was still labeled as "his woman". If she couldn't put aside the relationship for the time being, she would try to get more benefits for herself.

Wen Jiuxiao lowered her head to drink tea, holding the teacup with her long, bamboo-like fingers, her movements elegant and flowing.

Good-looking, really good-looking! What a man with such good-looking hands!

The benefactor is not married and has no fiancée. Yu Zhi does not mind having a casual marriage with such a high-quality man. It is not certain who will take advantage of whom.

Even though the room was eerily quiet, Yu Zhi was not embarrassed at all. Her eyes fell on his face and his hands. His collar was too tight and she couldn't see a trace of the beauty inside.

There was regret in Yu Zhi's eyes, and her eyes were so piercing that she wished she could peel off all the clothes on Wen Jiuxiao's body.

To put it bluntly, she is greedy for other people's bodies.

Perhaps Yu Zhi's gaze was too substantial, and Wen Jiuxiao felt as if he was being eaten alive. When he raised his eyes, he met Yu Zhi's innocent eyes.

Could it be that he felt wrong? Wen Jiuxiao lowered his eyes again.

Although he didn't speak, he had already calmly taken in everything in the room.

Although Qingfeng bought this small courtyard, Wen Jiuxiao had also seen it. Because of time constraints, both the location and the courtyard itself were not good, and could even be said to be crude.

But the green bricks paved under his feet, the beaded curtain hanging on the inner door, the vase with flowers on the window sill--and the cobblestone path in the yard when he came in, the garden to the west, the garden under the jujube tree

The swing shows the owner's intentions everywhere.

Although it can't be called gorgeous and rich, it still has a kind of elegance and wildness. Especially the vague fragrance that can be smelled, it must be the fragrance of flowers, which makes Wen Jiuxiao who has been tense for a long time can't help but relax.

After drinking a cup of tea, Wen Jiuxiao stood up, and Yu Zhi quickly stood up, "Is Third Master leaving?"

His voice was full of reluctance, but his heart was shouting: Go quickly, go quickly!

I thought I wouldn't get an answer, but I didn't expect Wen Jiuxiao to hum, "You------" and frowned slightly, as if he didn't know what to say.

Yu Zhiduo was very clever and hurriedly chatted, "Yu Zhi, my maiden name is Yu Zhi. There is Yu Qing in my family, and the branches and leaves are always related to love."

After hesitating for a moment, Yu Zhi decided to call herself me, a concubine from the slave family. It was too outrageous, and Yu Zhi said she couldn't accept it. After all, she was just a country girl and didn't understand the rules of Lao Shizi.

"Have you ever studied?" Wen Jiuxiao was a little surprised.

"My father is a scholar, and he taught me for several years when he was still here." Yu Zhi's words were particularly skillful.

It is true that my father is a scholar. He did teach me how to calligraphy when I was a child, so Yu Zhi is not lying. I taught him calligraphy when he was a child, but then he stopped teaching me. Otherwise, a daughter of a scholar could have taught me calligraphy.

Become a slave?

How pitiful this life experience is, how pitiful it is!

Wen Jiuxiao did stand for a while longer because of this, "Do you have enough money?" His eyes fell on the new furniture in the room without leaving any trace. Although the wood was not good, the style was novel, and a little money could not buy it.

Yu Zhi shook his head, nodded again, and said honestly: "I got sick last month and spent a lot of money on medicine. It wasn't enough originally, but later Jiang's mother and Yingying made some food and sold it, and the business

Not bad, but it can subsidize one or two."

Selling food? This was something Wen Jiuxiao didn't expect, but it was because he hadn't arranged it properly. Looking at Yu Zhi's eager little face, Wen Jiuxiao had a headache.

"Don't be too frugal. I will ask Qingfeng to send you money every month from now on."

Forget it, after all, it was the person he brought back, so he couldn't just let him fend for himself, right? It was just a little money, and he could still afford it.

"Thank you, Third Master!" Yu Zhi thanked her loudly, her smile becoming much more sincere.

Wen Jiuxiao looked at her again and left without saying a word.
Chapter completed!
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