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don't you have anything to say to me

"I don't know how this girl Yun'er is doing. I'm going to see her." In this atmosphere, she really couldn't think, so she made an excuse to escape.

But he held her wrist as she was about to leave, preventing her from letting go: "Let her rest for a while."

"..."

Next, the two of them were silent, each doing what they were doing, but their hearts were in the same tangle and chaos, and they were both trying desperately to tell themselves to be self-possessed and calm.

In the meantime, he went out for something, and Bai Wei's slightly nervous heart relaxed.

When it was almost time to eat, he came back. When he stepped into the yard, he saw the flowers arranged on the east side of the yard. He admired: "It's so beautiful! My wife is very handy. Sit down and have a rest." As he spoke, he smiled slightly.

Hold him and sit down.

"Look how beautiful you are, uncle." Xi'er said as she walked with a small bucket of water, but she was very envious in her heart. Although such a considerate uncle is a farmer and has no money, he treats the lady wholeheartedly.

It would be great if I could meet such a person.

But then I thought that they were sold into the house to be maids for life, and whether they could get married or not depended on the owner's wishes.

I couldn't help but feel a little miserable. I walked to the kitchen in despair.

Bai Weiwei was forced to sit on a stone chair to rest by Mo Qianxun, "I'm not tired." Bai Weiwei said.

He also sat down and wrapped his big hands around her white little hands, "Sit down and rest even if you are not tired. I am not willing to let my wife's white and tender hands work any longer."

"It's so delicate..." Bai said with a slight smile.

"In my eyes, my wife is so noble that no one can compare to her." His eyes flashed slightly and he replied with a smile.

"Are you going to hold me up to the sky?" There is a hint of sweetness in my heart, but my words are unforgiving. I am completely immersed in the most boring topic between ordinary men and women in the world, enjoying it endlessly, but I don't realize it.

He was stunned for a moment, because the thought in his heart was captured by her words.

He just wanted to throw her proudly to heaven, and then when the time was right, he would drop her heavily to the ground.

Fortunately, the girl Xi'er interrupted the conversation between the two by shouting that the meal was ready and it was time to start dinner.

He also instantly remembered that it was time to deal with the matter he investigated, and couldn't help but curl his lips and tighten his palms.

At the dinner table, Yun'er was in a daze.

"Are you still feeling uncomfortable?" Bai Weiwei was a little worried.

"I'm afraid you are homesick. I remember you have a relative from here, right?" Mo Qianxun's father, Mo Laoliu, asked.

Mo Qianxun casually put a chopstick of vegetables into Bai Weiwei's bowl, showing his signature honest smile: "Eat more, madam."

Yun'er was a little panicked: "Ah...? You, you...how did you know that I have a relative here?"

Seeing this expression, Bai Wei frowned slightly.

Mo Qianxun glanced at her, indifferently, without any sign of concern: "I went out for a while on the day of worship. I don't know if you saw Xi'er, but I happened to see a young student coming to Yun'er. I thought it was...

Where are her relatives, right?"

Xi'er raised her head and said without thinking: "How can we have any relatives, uncle, old lady? We are all orphans. We were sold to the family as permanent maids at the age of eight."

"Oh?" Bai raised his eyebrows slightly. What happened to make the usually calm Yun'er so flustered?

"Yun'er, you know, I have always trusted you, don't you have anything to say to me?" Bai turned his head slightly and made a cold face to Yun'er.


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