Qiao Yuning knew very well that when Qiao Yuyan asked her if she agreed or disagreed, she actually had no other choice at all. She could only be at the mercy of Qiao Yuyan.
Because otherwise, her days would be over at a glance, and she would end up alone in a place like this.
Wen Liang can still ask her now, but what about one year from now? What about three years from now? What about five years from now or ten years from now?
And there was nothing in this place. It was so cold in winter, and she had to wash her face with cold water. It was so hot today, and if it had been in the past, she would have used ice at home, but here, let alone ice, she could even drink good tea.
No need to drink.
In such an environment, no matter how beautiful she is, how long can it last?
How much pity can a rough-skinned country girl still make Wen Liang feel?
She hated Qiao Yuyan, hated Wen Liang, hated everyone, but now, only these people could take her away from this hellish place, so she had no choice at all.
"Okay!" Qiao Yuning heard her voice say, "I listen to you, but I also have..."
"You have no qualifications to make any conditions!" Qiao Yuyan interrupted her coldly, then turned and left, "Someone will pick you up tomorrow. Just follow her instructions."
Qiao Yuning said quickly: "You won't take me away?"
Qiao Yuyan stopped, turned to look at her, and smiled contemptuously, "What do you think?"
Then his eyes swept over her body from top to bottom.
It was obviously just a simple look, but for some reason, Qiao Yuning felt as if she was standing naked on the street under her gaze, feeling indescribably embarrassed, angry and ugly.
She understood that look, Qiao Yuyan was telling her in this way that she was not worthy.
How could she deserve to sit in the same carriage as Qiao Yuyan now?
Are you dissatisfied with her current identity and status, or are you dissatisfied with her current dirty look?
Back on the carriage, Qixi immediately asked: "My wife asked her to persuade the Yuan girl to marry Wen Liang? Why?"
"That girl from the Yuan family has big ideas. A little girl who has not yet left the court, she is planning her own marriage in the Song family, and she even planned it well. Later, when she saw that the marriage in the Song family was hopeless, she immediately found another one.
A better next home.
In order to be able to enter the Fifth Prince's Mansion, he actually helped Princess Jiahe plot to kill me. How wonderful would it be for such a person to be placed in our eldest room as our direct daughter-in-law!"
Qixi didn't understand, "I know that this girl Yuan is very capable. Although her biological mother is the mother of the main house, she seems to be very unpopular with her father and has not given birth to a legitimate son."
Under such circumstances, the middle child in the house is in the hands of the principal. It should be said that it is in her hands. Such a person is not for us to find for ourselves when we put her in the eldest room.
Is it troublesome? And since she has harmed girls before, shouldn’t she be our enemy? What if she dares to harm her again..."
"The second house is not very secure in terms of location. When the seventh and fifth princes were still there, they were causing a lot of trouble in the house. We don't know what will happen in the future, so the eldest house must be stable.
The third mistress is not a kind person. The eldest wife is currently weak. They jump up and down too much and will affect the affairs of the eldest master. Therefore, the eldest son must have a powerful grandmother.
But for a person like Wen Liang, it will be a sin for anyone to marry him, so let this Miss Yuan take the blame!"
Qixi shook her head when she heard this, "Madam, you don't think this is a good thing. Maybe others don't think so. After all, the Wen family is a big family that has been standing for so many years, and now both the eldest and second masters hold important positions. Our master
He entered the Hanlin Academy again, and even Wen Liang himself was admitted as a Jinshi. No matter how you look at it, this is a good match!"
"A good kiss?" Qiao Yuyan thought for a moment, isn't it a good kiss?
In my previous life, I also thought this was a really good marriage.
But is this really the case?
Now that the eldest wife can no longer take charge of the family, it does not mean that she has no ambition. When Yuan Xueqing passes away and has her own daughter-in-law, she will definitely find a way to take back the power of the middle minister.
Didn't Yuan Xueqing's reputation as a capable person in her family just create momentum for this matter?
But there is Mrs. Wen, a mother-in-law who actually has no ability and is always domineering, and Qiao Yuning, a former best friend who is likely to know many of her secrets, and there is a heart in the middle.
How can her life be easier if her husband is in love with other women?
And according to Yuan Xueqing's temperament, she will definitely not give up her job. If she marries into the Wen family, she will be able to protect her mother who is still in the Yuan family by marrying high. If she dares to give up her job, her biological mother will be
The aunts in the house were torn to pieces.
As for Qiao Yuning...
If she and Yuan Xueqing could live in peace even though they share a husband, that would be called a ghost.
Just let the two of them tear each other apart, and if Yuan Xueqing comes in, she has other plans.
I was thinking about things along the way, and before I knew it, the carriage stopped at the second gate. When I got out of the car, I saw Wen Tingyuan standing in the hanging flower gate.
Qiao Yuyan suddenly felt happy and got off the carriage with joy, "You're back? Didn't you say it would take another two days?"
"Yesterday and today, aren't they just two days?" Wen Tingyuan's eyes were full of smiles, and there was only the shadow of Qiao Yuyan in the middle of the smile. Qiao Yuyan felt that she was about to melt under his eyes.
To be precise, her face was about to melt.
Just after entering the inner courtyard, Wen Tingyuan stretched out his hand to the side.
Qiao Yuyan's heart suddenly beat like a drum. It was not like she had never held hands before. It could even be said that she had held these hands since she was a child. But now, many different emotions arose in her heart.
It felt like there was a fire burning in my chest.
Before he looked over in surprise, Qiao Yuyan quickly put her hand in his palm.
Wen Tingyuan did not look at her again, but just led her to his yard, still talking about the journey.
Qiao Yuyan just listened quietly and realized that this man's voice was so pleasant.
Warm and moist like a clear spring flowing over the rocks in the stream, just like him, he seems to always have such a temperament of spring breeze and rain.
If possible, she even wished that this road could not be longer, that she could not keep walking hand in hand with him, keep walking, and not care about the end of the road.
"Watch your step."
His sudden voice interrupted Qiao Yuyan's thoughts, and she realized that she had reached the door of her home. If he hadn't warned her, she might have tripped over the threshold.
Have you become a nymphomaniac?
She smiled sheepishly, then raised her eyes, and suddenly found that Wen Tingyuan's ears were so red that they were almost bleeding.
It turns out she’s not the only one feeling embarrassed!