Chapter 69: Innocence
"I know this is the Prime Minister's Mansion, you don't have to keep talking about it!"
Lan Mirou looked at him with a broken look, still trying to make him believe in himself, "I said, if I didn't do it, I didn't do it!" Brother-in-law, I didn't expect you to look at me like this, in your heart, am I really such a vicious woman? β
"Mi Rou ......" The corners of Jiang Yan's eyes twitched, she wanted to say something, seeing how excited she was, she couldn't help it.
Lan Mirou was happy in her heart, knowing that Jiang Yan was different from her.
However, it was not enough, she had to add more fire.
Her eyes were red and she glared at him, "Brother-in-law, you also said that my sister was the best to me when she was alive, and I, Lan Mirou, am not an ungrateful person, who is good to me, I remember it clearly." β
"I can't do something vicious like this!"
After Lan Mirou finished speaking, she ran out, looking very sad that she had been wronged.
Jiang Yan looked at her back, his eyes were a little tangled, he hesitated, but still chased after her.
Lan Mirou felt that he was catching up, and her heart was a little happy, but on the surface, she cried.
She ran out of the door, but saw a carriage parked at the door, and Wang Zhongming was getting out of the carriage.
Seeing him, a trace of disgust flashed in Lan Mirou's eyes, and soon disappeared again.
She wiped away her tears three or two times, and didn't let Wang Zhongming see anything.
"Mirou, I'm here to pick you up."
Wang Zhongming had actually seen her just wipe her tears, and in the same way, he didn't miss Lan Mirou looking at him in disgust.
There was anger in his heart, but Wang Zhongming's face didn't show anything, he strode towards Lan Mirou, "What about Youwei?" After soaking in the hot spring pool for two days, her wind chill should be almost better, and I will pick you up. β
"Youwei's feet are not good, and it is not suitable to run back and forth, so let her live here." Lan Mirou glanced at him without being salty and refuted him directly.
"Zhong Ming, you're here." Jiang Yan walked out from behind, and when he saw him, Jiang Yan breathed a sigh of relief, "You're here to pick up Youwei back, right?" β
Wang Zhongming nodded, "Yes, brother-in-law, Youwei has been bothering you in your house for three days, and the wind and cold are almost better, so it's time to go back." β
Jiang Yan snorted, "But Youwei seems to have gone out, so I asked the housekeeper to call her back." β
Lan Mirou's face was unhappy, and she glared at Wang Zhongming, with Jiang Yan there, she couldn't say anything.
Lan Mirou's heart was blocked, and now that Jiang Yan and Wang Zhongming are standing together, the gap is even more obvious.
Jiang Yan has been in a high position all the year round, and his bearing is extraordinary, although he is nearly middle-aged, he is also handsome and elegant, and his temperament is not comparable to Wang Zhongming at all.
Lan Mirou's eyes couldn't help but look at Jiang Yan again and again, and her heart became more and more unwilling.
With such a posture, she didn't even shy away from Wang Zhongming still being at the scene.
Jiang Yan frowned, deliberately pretending not to see it, embarrassment welled up in his heart, and in front of Wang Zhongming, he even felt like he had been caught and raped.
Since Jiang Yan appeared, Wang Zhongming has been paying attention to Lan Mirou's every move, and seeing that her eyes have been focused on Jiang Yan, Wang Zhongming's eyes can't help but be gloomy.
"Butler, call someone to ask Miss Cousin to come back."
Jiang Yan beckoned the housekeeper over, but the housekeeper was a little embarrassed, "Master, we don't know where Miss Biao went." β
Wang Youwei went out with her personal maid, and she didn't take the carriage of their prime minister's mansion, let alone where she went.
Before Jiang Yan could speak, Wang Zhongming took the lead in speaking, "That's the case, then Mi Rou and I will go back first, and I will send a carriage back to pick up Youwei later." β
Lan Mirou knew what he was thinking, didn't say anything, and walked to the carriage.
"Brother-in-law, farewell, I've been bothered a lot these days."
Obviously he couldn't respond to Jiang Yan in his heart, but on the surface, he still had to pretend to be extremely grateful and respectful to him, Wang Zhongming was very annoyed and helpless.
Jiang Yan was noncommittal, "The family is polite, go back quickly." β
Wang Zhongming returned to the carriage, the carriage started quickly, Lan Mirou lifted the curtain and looked at Jiang Yan who was standing at the door, and bit her lower lip.
Jiang Yan retracted his gaze and turned back.
Lan Mirou secretly hated in her heart, put down the curtain and looked back at Wang Zhongming gloomily.
"Why are you looking at me like that? Can't afford to go back? β
Wang Zhongming sneered, "Lan Mirou, don't forget that you are now my Wang Zhongming's wife, you look at other men like this in front of me, what do you think of me Wang Zhongming?" β
Lan Mirou's face changed slightly.
Wang Zhongming had never said such things to her before, but today he was stimulated?
Lan Mirou was not afraid, but was very happy.
"Why, can't you look past it? If you can't see it, you can choose and leave. β
As soon as she opened her mouth, this was almost her mantra, and Lan Mirou was fearless.
She wished that Wang Zhongming would be separated from her, so that she would have a chance to marry Jiang Yan.
But Wang Zhongming doesn't know if it's a nervous disorder, it's been more than ten years, but he won't let go.
Lan Mirou hated in her heart, she didn't give him a good face countless times, but Wang Zhongming was usually like a snakeskin whip, no matter what she said, Wang Zhongming could endure it, but she didn't agree and leave.
The harsh mantra came out of her mouth again, and Wang Zhongming's big hand under the sleeve robe immediately clenched, and his face was completely ugly,
"Lan Mirou, you don't have to provoke me, I won't agree to leave, you Lan Mirou can only be my wife until she dies!"
"Wang Zhongming!"
Lan Mirou herself was enraged, she looked at him coldly, "I really didn't expect you to be this kind of person, should I praise you for being a wreck, or praise you for having a big belly and being able to support the boat?" β
The top of his head is green and green to herd sheep, he can still endure it, and he has been holding on to it for more than ten years, which is really angry that she wants to go crazy.
"Whatever you say, anyway, I can't agree and leave!"
Wang Zhongming turned his head indignantly, "Lan Mirou, don't waste your efforts, it's not good to say, even if you reconcile with me and leave, do you think Jiang Yan will marry you?" β
"What do you mean?" Lan Mirou stared at him unkindly, "Say what you want to say openly, don't give me yin and yang!" β
"I say you're stupid! You've always been naΓ―ve enough to think that you'll be able to marry him if you get rid of me? You're just dreaming! Jiang Yan's love in his heart has always been Lan Mengdie, not you! β
"Shut up!"
Lan Mirou was suddenly enraged, "It's not like that!" Blue Dream Butterfly has been dead for more than ten years, and her bones have rotted into ashes! β
"Jiang Yan was only forced to marry her by the power of her mother's clan, and she didn't really want to marry her at all!"
"Hehe, you're so naΓ―ve!"
Wang Zhongming couldn't look at her "If he didn't love Lan Mengdie, he wouldn't agree to marry her at all, let alone be empty around Lan Mengdie after she died for more than ten years!"