There was a screeching sound of brakes outside, a loud sound of tires rubbing against the ground at high speed, this sound alarmed the people in the hall, Yang Jinxin came back to his senses, and for some reason, there was a burst of nervousness in his heart. %d7%cf%d3%c4%b8%f3

Yang Jinxin clenched the handkerchief in his hand, paused for a moment, and finally reached out and lifted the small suitcase at his feet and stood up. Fu Kui, who was sitting opposite him, also stood up a little helplessly.

"Don't be afraid, it's him back!" Yang Jinxin smiled softly, and his clear voice was a little desolate for no reason.

When Fu Kui heard this, she hurriedly ran out, and her impatient appearance made Yang Jinxin feel a little astringent, sourly knocking on her heart, and the fingertips carrying the suitcase were pale and nowhere to be found.

Qin Muyang rushed into the hall like a gust of wind, and just collided with Fu Kui who rushed out, the same petite long-haired woman made his heart tighten, and reflexively reached out and scooped the person into his arms.

"Why did you come to greet me so well today!" The magnetic voice is gentle like water.

The person buried in his arms was stunned for a moment, and also reached out to hug his waist, his body was tighter, and his head was buried in his chest, and his voice with a crying voice was aggrieved.

"I thought you didn't want me anymore......"

Qin Muyang was a little strange, this voice ...... It's not like that! Frowning, he lowered his head and sniffed at the top of his head, it was indeed not a familiar smell to him. Just as he was about to push the woman away to take a look, as soon as he looked up, he saw that the person who should have been in his arms was carrying a suitcase at the moment, standing far away in the hall with a pale face, looking at himself in a trance with an indifferent expression.

Qin Muyang's eyes, which were still smiling, dimmed instantly, pushed the woman in his arms away, and said coldly when he saw the person clearly.

"How are you?"

As soon as he saw the two of them meeting, Yang Jinxin couldn't help but feel an awkward pain in his heart, and when he heard Qin Muyang's question, he felt a little relieved.

I saw her take two steps forward, with a fluttering smile on her face, her pink lips lightly opened, and her voice was so light that it seemed to melt into the oppressive air, an ethereal taste.

"Si Shao, Miss Fu is here, are you ...... Let me go. ”

Almost at this moment, Qin Muyang's body was filled with cold air that he hadn't seen for a long time, and his cold gaze slid over the suitcases in Fu Kui and Yang Jinxin's hands. Yang Jinxin was glanced at by his cold eyes, and the suitcase in his hand fell unconsciously, making a "snap" sound, which was heard far away in the air.

"Someone! Call Liao Yong back! ”

Qin Muyang let out a low roar, stared at Yang Jinxin again, and walked over step by step, Yang Jinxin seemed to see Qin Muyang that night again, and couldn't help but tremble all over, his face was pale, and his lips trembled and he couldn't speak. The extremely low air pressure around Qin Muyang's body made Yang Jinxin unconsciously retreat, and the mist-shrouded black pupils gave birth to a strong fear, and before she could take a few steps back, Qin Muyang grabbed her hand and pulled her closer suddenly.

"Ah......h

Yang Jinxin let out an exclamation, trying to calm the panic in his eyes, and said tremblingly.

"You...... You...... Let me go......"

Qin Muyang clasped her waist with his backhand, and his hot lips were close to her ears, but the voice was cold and low, which was frightening.

"Don't even think about it!"

After speaking, he kicked open the suitcase that fell on the ground, and saw that the light box flew out of the distance and fell to the ground again, and he couldn't help but open the box that was so devastated, and several old clothes were scattered all over the ground.

When Qin Muyang saw the box, his eyes were even more gloomy, and the anger in his heart was all ignited, and he roared angrily.

"Burn them all for me, and don't keep any of them!"

"Don't, don't ......"

Yang Jinxin screamed, and was about to go up to stop the maid who heard the sound, but was tightly held in Qin Muyang's arms, Yang Jinxin slapped him eagerly and vigorously, screaming "Don't", and on the other hand, he touched his little finger, easily broke away from his arm, and rushed over in a panic, the servant naturally didn't dare to rob her anymore, so he had to look at her in a dilemma, and went to see Qin Muyang carefully.

Qin Muyang also walked over slowly, condescendingly watching her kneel on the ground, holding those like babies, the old clothes she brought from Baijin Road, the whole person was so flustered.

He looked at her, the anger around him dissipated at that moment, and the whole person was shrouded in a faint sadness, Yang Jinxin snatched back his clothes, hugged him in his arms and looked at him.

Qin Muyang clearly saw that there was obvious hatred in her black grape-like eyes. There was a sneer in his cold eyes, and he only spoke almost silently.

"Yang Jinxin, you really have no conscience!"

Qin Muyang went upstairs, Yang Jinxin knelt on the ground and wept to himself, Fu Kui just stood in the hall in a daze, feeling that everything that had just happened was like a dream, and there was no response for a long time. Qin Liang walked over and said to her coldly but politely: "Please also ask Miss Fu to wait for Adjutant Liao to come back in the Overseer's Mansion!"

Fu Kui was pulled to the sofa by Qin Liang in such a daze, too many things happened in an instant, so that she didn't have time to digest, Qin Liang looked at her, and then at Yang Jinxin, only sighed secretly, and then let the maid go away, and went over to help Yang Jinxin sort out the suitcase, while saying softly.

"Mrs. this time, I'm afraid it's a misunderstanding."

Yang Jinxin's heart trembled, and when he thought of Qin Muyang's intimate appearance with Fu Kui, he only felt so aggrieved that he bit his lip, and his tears fell even more fiercely.

……

Liao Yong hurried back to the Overseer's Mansion, and as soon as he entered the hall, he felt that the atmosphere was not ordinarily depressing, Yang Jinxin sat on the sofa with red and swollen eyes, and a small suitcase next to him. The hall was so quiet that it seemed that he could still hear faint sobs, but the figure engraved in his bones next to him made his heart jump heavily.

"Aoi-chan?"

Liao Yong screamed tentatively, and saw the figure turn quickly, a little face crying with pear blossoms and rain, and complaining with tears.

"It's all your fault...... It's all your ......."

"Get out of here!"

A burst of shouts interrupted Fu Kui's crying, and Liao Yong only whispered: "Wait for me here." Then, he walked upstairs quickly.

Yang Jinxin slowly turned his head to look at Fu Kui, who was still in tears, bit his lip, and asked tentatively, "You...... Be...... Adjutant Liao...... Target...... Girlfriend? ”

Fu Kui looked at Yang Jinxin with tears in her eyes, her face was red, her cheeks were bulging, she looked at Yang Jinxin with an apologetic expression, and nodded slowly.

"I'm sorry...... I seem to ...... Mistaken. ”

Yang Jinxin looked at her with tears and laughter, only leaning back on the sofa like a loss of strength, but he didn't want to say anything, only heard Fu Kui still talking intermittently.

"He never said he wanted to give me a name, and he wouldn't let me go, and I saw your picture on him again. My friend also saw him go to the department store to buy jewelry for you, saying that you were his wife...... Masters...... I'm scared...... You're better than me everywhere, I'm really scared......" Fu Kui finished speaking, wow, crying even more sadly.

Yang Jinxin only listened quietly, and was in no mood to comfort her, just thinking about how this oolong should end.

Liao Yong quickly came down from upstairs, Yang Jinxin and Fu Kui stood up and looked at him nervously, and saw him pause, and gave a military salute to Yang Jinxin very respectfully, and said in a deep voice.

"Xiaokui is indeed my girlfriend, she has caused a misunderstanding to my wife, please forgive my wife!"

Yang Jinxin shook his head, looked upstairs, and said in a low voice: "It's okay with me, just make it clear." There was another pause, and his voice lowered even lower, "He...... How's it going? ”

"Mrs. go up and take a look, and my subordinates will take Xiaokui back first." Liao Yong's tone was cold and respectful, and he nodded to her, stretched out his hand and pulled Fu Kui, turned around and left.

"Adjutant Liao!" Yang Jinxin raised his voice to stop him, Fu Kui turned his head to look at her again, and saw Yang Jinxin smiling softly at her, and said loudly, "Congratulations!" ”

Fu Kui blushed and waved at Yang Jinxin, but was staggered away by Liao Yong.

Yang Jinxin returned to the room with her suitcase, Qin Muyang was naturally not there, she sat on the sofa on the small balcony in distress, not knowing how to alleviate this misunderstanding, she sat there in a mess, and sat there unconsciously until the sunset.

Mrs. Qin and Qin Shuyao have already returned, but Qin Shuyao is still not in a good mood, and she didn't even come downstairs to eat at dinner. Yang Jinxin went downstairs, but there was no Qin Muyang on the dining table, which couldn't help but make Yang Jinxin a little frustrated.

"I asked Sister-in-law Liu to stew chicken soup, and in a while, you will serve it to Muyang." Madam Qin ate slowly and methodically, as she spoke.

I didn't hear Yang Jinxin's response for a long time, Mrs. Qin raised her eyes to look, and saw her pinching the chopsticks, looking absent-minded, and the chopsticks didn't move. Mrs. Qin tapped the cup, and then Yang Jinxin's sanity was restored.

"Did you hear what I said?"

"Oh...... I'll go later. Yang Jinxin came back to his senses, red ears, and replied in a low voice.

Mrs. Qin nodded, looked at her, and said earnestly: "Jinxin, this husband and wife get along, the word trust is important, although Mu Yang did not give you the title of the main room, but anyone with a discerning eye knows that you are his only wife, and at this point, Mu Yang has never treated you badly."

Yang Jinxin only felt bitter in his heart, the way of this world is that he was a junior, and he had to thank him for his favor. So, the head was lowered, and the voice couldn't be softer.

"Yes, thank you, ma'am!"

……

Yang Jinxin was carrying a round tray, which was dinner for Qin Muyang, she walked to the door of the study, and Zhao Zhijun stood at the door and stopped her.

"Si Shao said that no one is allowed to disturb him, so please come back, wife."

"Director Zhao, Si Shao didn't have dinner, or ...... You bring dinner in, I'll go! Yang Jinxin looked at Zhao Zhijun, and his eyes couldn't help but beg a little.

Zhao Zhijun frowned and glanced at the tray in her hand and shook his head firmly.

Yang Jinxin's delicate eyebrows were tightly frowned, and he didn't embarrass him, he only pushed back a small step, and just stood straight in the corridor, holding the tray without speaking or moving.

Zhao Zhijun stood almost opposite her, she was wearing a light purple silk blouse with purple flowers embroidered on the neckline and placket, and the wide sleeves were stacked up at the elbow, revealing a slender lotus root.

She just stood there, and after a few moments her arms trembled slightly, but she kept standing upright, motionless, straight. The thin and thin appearance made Zhao Zhijun feel distressed, and persuaded her softly: "Mrs. go back, the four young people are the same, why are you like this?"

Yang Jinxin pulled up a faint smile, shook his head and said: "I did something wrong, I deserve to be punished, to be a ** concubine, I still have to know not to be pampered and arrogant, if I can let the four young people relieve their anger, I am nothing."

These words were extremely serious, so that Zhao Zhijun had nothing to refute, just thinking that this little woman was also stubborn, and she actually belittled herself like this, which made Si Shao hear it, and I am afraid that she will be even more angry. But he had to continue to stand where he was, opposite her.

Unexpectedly, at this station, she stood until nine o'clock in the evening, Yang Jinxin's arm was already trembling violently, but she still gritted her teeth and stood there silently, with faint sweat coming out of the corner of her forehead.

Zhao Zhijun was more embarrassed than anyone else, he naturally knew that this stubborn wife was Qin Sishao's heart, but these four young people couldn't figure it out, and sent him to be the door god, this is not rushing, not rushing, seeing that he is tired, I'm afraid, he has no good life again, he has already played mourning music for himself in his heart, and he heard no roar from the study.

"Come in!"

Zhao Zhijun secretly wailed, turned around and pushed the door in, and as soon as he entered half of his body, the horsewhip came towards him.

"Who the let you in!"

Yang Jinxin raised his head violently, showed a relieved smile, moved his somewhat stiff legs, and went inside.

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