---She looks like a little daughter-in-law who was bullied by her first wife---
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The man and woman sitting on the stone bench turned their heads when they heard the sound, and their eyes were startled!
When Ding Qianrong saw Gu Xiyan, she immediately asked: "Sister, how are you doing? Why don't you wear a windbreaker? You are weak and it won't be good if you catch a cold. Can I get you a cloak?"
Her soft voice and warm and welcoming greetings made people feel that she and Gu Xi were in a relationship like sisters.
The more Jun Ziyan listened, the more horrified he became. He sneered and said, "Don't worry about it. I believe that as long as the general divorces me, my body's functions will improve faster."
Ding Qianrong seemed to want to stand up and greet her, but Wanyan Che held her in his arms. He raised his rich voice, stared at her and said angrily: "Humph, Hugh? I would kill you just for the scandal you did."
Don’t vent your hatred.”
If it weren't for the sake of his former mentor, he would have kicked this unfaithful and unfaithful person out of the house long ago.
"Husband, didn't you promise me? If you do this again, Qianrong will be angry."
Ding Qianrong, who was being held in her arms, puffed out her cheeks and said coquettishly, her appearance was still endearing and doting, but the trace of gloating and ridicule was still captured by Jun Ziyan, this poor Yao-level woman.
I have to say that this Ding Qianrong is really beautiful, with clusters of black eyebrows, clear eyes, greasy goose fat nose, delicate cherry lips, skin that can be broken by blowing a blow, as transparent as agar jade, and two hints of beauty appear from time to time when she speaks.
She has cute little dimples, and it must be said that she is very talented. Every frown and smile is enough to touch the hearts of men, and even women can't help but be moved.
Jun Ziyan twitched his lips. No wonder Gu Xiyan was in trouble. She was good at acting in poor Yao dramas, so she could only be a frustrated little head wife.
"Okay, okay, Rong'er, don't be angry, your husband will just obey you."
Wanyan held her smooth and delicate face lovingly, and kissed her softly. Then she suddenly stared at Jun Ziyan, her face as cold as frost, and said coldly: "Madam, it's better not to embarrass yourself here, before I get angry."
, Go back to your pavilion, so as not to be an eyesore." There was no warmth in his voice, as if the person in front of him was not his wife, but a beggar who was begging.
Damn, this one-on-one singing really has potential. The gentleman smiled instead of being angry: "Tsk tsk tsk, sister Qianrong is really kind-hearted. However, Xiyan advises you, don't overdo it. Be careful.
Set yourself on fire."
Hearing this, Ding Qianrong's smiling face froze, her eyes filled with hope, but she didn't dare to look into Jun Ziyan's clear almond eyes. For the first time, she felt a sense of fear of the woman in front of her, and she couldn't help but lean towards Wanyan Che, asking for her.
An Wen was stunned and said: "Sister, did Qianrong say something that made you unhappy? Just don't say anything to Qianrong." She looked like a little daughter-in-law who was bullied by her head wife.