Zhang Wenjuan turned her head and said something to her younger brother, it seemed that her sister and brother were whispering, but the voice was just enough for everyone to hear - after all, although the carriage was large, the space was still limited.

"You see, if my sister had said something wrong, she would have been ashamed.5./books/19/19483/

Relationship between monarchs and ministers. Now pretending to be calm and ignoring it is a clear proof that there is a ghost in his heart. ”

Zhang Wenmao didn't seem to hear it, so he just looked at Xia Xiaodong stupidly.

The long eyelashes cast a shade of gray that reflects the graceful curve of the eyes, and the slightly curled red lips are full and rounded, forming a perfect match with the jawline.

If this is really a vixen, hook her up, and admit it!

Then, I saw a straight finger like a green onion pipe, standing up in front of his lips.

But it was Xia Xiaodong who made a gesture not to speak.

This pose is done to Yurong. Because Yurong heard Zhang Wenjuan's words, she couldn't help but move her body and was about to have a seizure.

Xia Xiaodong gave Yurong a slightly calming look.

You'll have to do it yourself.

"You're not happy." Xia Xiaodong looked at Zhang Wenjuan and said softly: "Because you were touched by that scoundrel, you are very unhappy." ”

Which pot doesn't open and which pot is not mentioned, right? Zhang Wenjuan bit her lower lip tightly, and her eyes seemed to erupt with fire.

"You're not happy, so you want someone to be more unhappy than you." Xia Xiaodong's eyes showed a little pity, and he smiled: "You feel that you have lost face, so you hope that others will be more embarrassed than you." ”

"But you're looking for the wrong person." Xia Xiaodong said slowly, the smile on his face brightened: "You met a bad person, you want to protect your father's reputation from being smeared, but you are said to be impersonating." So, you really should be unhappy. ”

"But that's not a reason for you to bullied people with nonsense."

Slender fingers stretched out...... Gently touched Zhang Wenjuan's left cheek.

"Well, it's pretty slippery." Xia Xiaodong still said in a slow tone.

Zhang Wenjuan only felt that her head was blank, and she watched the hand rubbing against her face, and the blood all over her body seemed to rush to that place.

Syllable!

The same hand, backhanded Zhang Wenjuan's right cheek slap!

The sound was loud, but it wasn't really heavy.

Syllable! Syllable!

Hit all the fights, and simply came two more times.

Zhang Wenjuan was beaten stupidly. Someone...... Dare to ...... Or a slap in the face?

Xia Xiaodong put away the outstretched hand and the smile on his face at the same time, folded his hands on his lap, looked stunned, and turned his head to look at ...... Outside the car window.

Why do you always force us to do it? Sister is not addicted to being a female tyrannosaurus.

But if you don't come to a few slaps, your heart will not be right. Well...... It feels really good to be slapped in the face.

Zhang Wenjuan stroked her cheeks with both hands in disbelief, and the left side ...... was touched, right...... was slapped in the face and then ...... Two more slaps, *spicy, yes, not hallucinations.

"Huh-", "Whew-", Zhang Wenjuan's breathing was very heavy, and she turned her head sharply and looked at Zhang Wenmao.

"Wenmao!" Zhang Wenjuan shouted: "You go!" Beat this slut up! ”

Zhang Wenmao was obviously stunned by the scene in front of him, his eyes were wide open and his mouth was half-open, but he did not respond to his sister's request.

This requirement is comparable to my mother and wife falling into the water at the same time, okay?

Sister, you just talked too much.5./books/19/19482/

Six-year-old little princess.

Sister Xiaodong...... It seems a bit excessive.

Are you standing there by yourself? Anyway, it's impossible to pounce and tear Sister Xiaodong!

After hesitating for a long time, Zhang Wenmao did not do what Zhang Wenjuan requested, but actually said: "Xia, Miss Xia, can you apologize to my sister?" ”

Is this man stupid to read?

Xia Xiaodong ignored him at all. It's all your kid who ran to the boudoir twice in three days, which caused your sister to misunderstand, so she got these things, and now she still wants to be with the mud. What's more, I've beaten all of them, so what to apologize for.

Zhang Wenjuan was very disappointed in her younger brother. It is said that women are not staying, and when this boy is older, he will think about the cabbage of other families, which is useless! Looking at the indifferent smile on Xia Xiaodong's face, Zhang Wenjuan couldn't help but feel sad, the cause and effect overlapped several times, tears rolled down, and gradually became uncontrollable, and she actually cried loudly.

At this time, things were almost handled in the noodle shop, and Feng Shiqian hurriedly came over and got into the car.

Facing Zhang Wenjuan, who was full of tears, Feng Shiqian was a little at a loss.

The woman I've never seen before, all kinds of temperaments, laughing and scolding, but I haven't seen it crying like this.

Feng Shiqian only thought that Zhang Wenjuan was still minding the things that had been trivialized before, and hurriedly comforted: "Miss Zhang, don't be sad, now that the shop is all done, you have never come, but I am alone with a few entourages......"

Speaking of the word entourage, Feng Shiqian glanced at Xia Xiaodong unconsciously, and a ridiculous smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"As for the few of us, I don't have to say anything, of course we will keep your mouth shut." Feng Shiqian thought what he said was right: "So there will be no rumors, and there will be no other impact." ”

The so-called other influences, of course, refer to the reputation of the boudoir. Once upon a time, there was a story about a martyr, who said that she was touched and cut off her hand. But Zhang Wenjuan was touched on the face, and she couldn't cut off her head.

With a foreign man present, he is still such a handsome one, he can't cry anymore. Zhang Wenjuan cried for a while, but it was better, and at this time, she tried her best to restrain herself, wiped her face with a handkerchief, her eyes were wet, and she sobbed from time to time, which was quite a bit embarrassing.

"We're not going to say it." Xia Yurong finally said a word, and brushed his senses: "Isn't it just that someone touched it, what is there to say?" Besides, we're all here too, and if the story really spreads, it's not sure what it will become, and it's fun to get caught up in it. ”

"Yes, yes, yes!" Feng Shiqian hurriedly said: "Isn't it just ......, uh, it's a little thing, everyone has forgotten, yes, forgot!" ”

This trip was made by Feng Shiqian, and everyone gave him face as a scholar, but it turned out to be like this, and he also felt very uneasy, and he was determined to resolve the matter.

It's just that of course things can't be diluted as Feng Shiqian expected. The injured Tang Sanye failed to escape, nor did he hide for long, and was soon sent out by the official, and was beaten to death almost on the spot - it was not good to be killed, it was a small mistake of the official.

However, a few days later, Tang Sanye still didn't survive the injury, so he hung up - this is a death, and if he can't survive it by himself, then no one can rely on him.

Because the prefect demanded severe punishment for no reason, the person who handled the case did not even dare to accept the benefits given by the Tang family.

That's for later.

The one-day trip to Suzhou couldn't go on, and the carriage sent everyone back one by one.

"Sister," when she walked to the inner house, Yurong couldn't help but ask, "If you beat Zhang Wenjuan, will it cause trouble to your father?" ”