Chapter 22 Yuquan Tower

The summer is getting thicker, the light of the end of spring is beginning to be hot, looking at the sky is already a white cloud and a piece of blue, the fiery red sun is unscrupulously raging in the world, although the whole Lingyun City shines transparently, but only to see the crowd coming and going, sweat is like rain, many city residents scold and grin: "This damn weather"

In the Shen Mansion, it was rare for the family of the Shen Mansion to gather together, eating the lunch that had just been served, Zhu Ziming naturally sat in it, he lowered his head and ate quickly.

Today, I want to go to see the college with Wang Yinli, and then visit this Confucian sage, I am very busy, the college has begun to take shape under Wang Yinli's unstingy squandering of funds, and has purchased a lot of desks, chairs and beds for students' accommodation and other necessities of life.

Mrs. Shen was holding chopsticks in her hand, chewing slowly, looking up inadvertently, and seeing Zhu Ziming's tragic situation, her brows frowned: "Zhu Ziming, didn't you eat breakfast?" ”

Zhu Ziming hadn't finished the food in his mouth, and said vaguely: "I ate it, but I'm still hungry."

I was taught a lesson by my aunt again, Lin Zhiyun, who was sitting opposite Zhu Ziming, was gloating and snickering, eating is really ugly, as if who will snatch food from you.

"Mother, I'm full," At this moment, Shen Bixin, who had never spoken, gently put down the dishes and chopsticks, and said in a slightly cold voice, only to see that she still had half a bowl of rice left in her small bowl and had not finished eating, obviously unwilling to eat at the same table with Zhu Ziming, who looked like a rice bucket.

Zhu Ziming paused for a moment, feeling a little unhappy, in his own world, if you are my future wife, I have to slap your ass a few times, it's not big or small, clean up the dishes and chopsticks for me!

But we have crossed, or their son-in-law, do we dare to smoke? I really don't dare to smoke it, but this cold girl doesn't give her future husband face.

Endure the calm for a while, low-key, low-key.

Mrs. Shen glared at Zhu Ziming, just let him pay attention to his image, just didn't want to displease Xin'er, this is good, Xin'er has lost her appetite, it can be seen that Xin'er doesn't like him very much.

Who did I provoke me, Zhu Ziming pursed his lips, continued to bow his head to eat, and secretly thought in his heart, after the academy officially opened and earned the silver, buy a mansion in Lingyun City, take care of a few juniors, and still use it to see your face? Let you go alone in the empty room!

"Brother-in-law, you should also pay attention to etiquette when eating, and eat slowly," Lin Zhiyun quietly reminded Mrs. Shen and Shen Bixin when they were not paying attention: "Look, I made my cousin angry again." ”

Sure enough, the son-in-law has no human rights, and he doesn't have to worry about eating, Zhu Ziming chewed the food a few times as if he was retaliating, and made a sneering sound, which undoubtedly made Shen Bixin frown, does this person want to be cheeky?

"Zhu Ziming, you don't know etiquette when you eat like a subordinate, it's better to eat with your subordinate," Shen Bixin said sneeringly.

This cold girl's mouth is really ruthless! Zhu Ziming smiled and said: "The so-called people take food as the sky, everyone in the world wants to eat, is there much to do with the beauty and ugliness of eating, although Miss Shen is a golden branch and jade leaf, isn't the next person a person, no need to eat?" ”

The maids who were waiting on the side, they were subordinates, and Miss Shen's words pierced their inferiority complexes, but Zhu Ziming's words were not people, so they couldn't help but applaud secretly, but they didn't dare to show it.

In the huge Shen Mansion, there are dozens of subordinates, and suddenly, Shen Bixin's words scolded them all over again, biting their teeth, this Zhu Ziming was so cunning, and snorted: "It will only take advantage of the tongue, and it is difficult to become a big weapon." ”

Seeing that the two of them quarreled, Mrs. Shen smiled bitterly in her heart, Xin'er and he were completely different surnames, they were combined, and they didn't know whether it was right or wrong, but now that they have come to this point, the mistake will be wrong to the end

Zhu Ziming smiled: "I am bathed in the glory of the Shen Mansion, do I need to make a weapon?" ”

Brother-in-law's words made Lin Zhiyun want to laugh but couldn't laugh, because it seems that the identity of this son-in-law has decided Zhu Ziming's fate, an obscure and inferior son-in-law, and a sense of pity arises in the sadness.

Mrs. Shen shook her head, with Zhu Ziming's talent, it was a pity

Shen Bixin was dumbfounded, gritted her teeth and didn't know what to say, he was just a son-in-law, what big could he be, every girl has a dream of wishful thinking, and Shen Bixin naturally did too, but now her beautiful eyes flashed a hint of gloom, and Shen Bixin quickly walked down the lobby.

Seeing Miss Shen's expression, Zhu Ziming just smiled and didn't speak, and when she was about to leave after eating, Mrs. Shen suddenly said: "Zhu Ziming, Xin'er is going to Yuquan Tower at noon, you can accompany her." ”

The footsteps that were about to take out paused in the air, Zhu Ziming looked at Mrs. Shen in amazement, just after arguing with Miss Shen, he was going to do something with her, isn't this looking for guilt?

Yuquan Building is the brainchild of Old Man Shen, and it is also a part of the economic source of Shen Mansion, but Yuquan Building is set up by Shen Bixin, so naturally she has to go to Yuquan Building to manage things.

Zhu Ziming hurriedly snorted and said, "Madam, I still have some things to do, do you want to let Zhang Huyuan follow?" "Wang Yinli is waiting for himself, but he can't let other pigeons go.

"Huh?" Mrs. Shen said unhappily: "What can you do, you can't bear to see Xin'er work so hard every time, and you won't help him?" ”

Mrs. Shen's meaning is already very clear, as Xin'er's future husband, this Yuquan Building also has your share, don't you help, what you said in the past?

It seems that Wang Yinli's pigeon is really going to be released today, Zhu Ziming reluctantly responded: "Okay"

Mrs. Shen smiled and said, "This is like words, follow Xin'er to learn more things." ”

"Auntie, I'm going too," Lin Zhiyun dropped the dishes and chopsticks and said hurriedly.

Mrs. Shen rubbed her little head: "What are you going to do, it will only add to the chaos, stay at home." ”

Lin Zhiyun pouted and looked at Zhu Ziming with an aggrieved look, Zhu Ziming shook his head, I can't help it

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Sitting in the carriage of the Shen Mansion, Shen Bixin and Zhu Dachang went to Yuquan Tower together, and at this moment, Shen Bixin and her personal maid sat opposite Zhu Dachang, in the center was a delicate and petite small desk, on which a teapot and incense burner were placed, and the incense burner exuded green sandalwood, making the carriage look warm and chic.

Blinking and tasting the fragrant tea in his mouth, Zhu Dachang leaned comfortably on the carriage and glanced at Shen Bixin, only to see her closing her eyes and recuperating, as if she didn't want to look at herself.