The daily life of the devil's wife

Chapter 11

"Oh, look at my mother's memory. We used to eat together as a family of four, but today I asked you to come and have a meal together, but I forgot to arrange a seat for you." Hao Xian glanced at her meaningfully, and then Turning her head to look at the maid who was standing by the side: "Go and get Miss Fourth a chair, and put it next to Yan'er."

"I don't want to let an ugly monster sit next to me." He muttered softly, then turned to look at Ruan Lingshu: "Sister, let her sit next to you."

"Okay, okay. It's just...cough cough..." He took out the handkerchief he carried with him from his bosom, covered his lips and coughed: "It's just that I've caught wind and cold these days, and I'm afraid I might infect Li'er."

Ruan Lingshu's voice was soft and soft, and Jun Moli turned to look at her.I saw her wearing a pink cotton brocade, embroidered with a few butterflies flying or resting on the petals.

The pink clothes set off her delicate and white skin, and her complexion was rosy. On her oval face, which was as delicate as Ruan Lingyan's, there was a pair of bright eyes.

Although she and Ruan Lingyan are twin sisters, they have the same appearance, but in comparison, her brows lack arrogance and have a touch of delicate and morbid beauty.

The two sisters were already pretty and lovely, and Ruan Lingshu's delicate demeanor between her brows was even more pitiful.

It's just that no matter how Jun Moli looked at it, she didn't think she looked like she had contracted a cold.

"Your body is inherently weak, you should pay more attention to rest when you catch the wind and cold."

Jun Moli was looking at Ruan Lingyan when he suddenly heard a strange man's voice approaching his ears.

The man's voice was steady and resolute, never appearing in the original owner's memory.

Following the sound and looking at the source of the sound, Jun Moli discovered that the owner of the sound just now was actually Ruan Zhetai.

Every time he saw the original owner, he didn't say a word, no wonder the original owner's memory couldn't find his voice.

Looking at him indifferently, Jun Moli suddenly felt a little sympathy for the original owner.It is ridiculous that the father who turned a blind eye to her became a loving father when he treated his other daughter.

While Ruan Zhetai was playing the loving father, the maid had already moved a round wooden stool out from the back room.

"Li'er, if you don't dislike it, why don't you just sit by Mother's side." Hao Xian turned her eyes to look at her, smiled and beckoned the servant girl to put the round wooden stool beside her.

"Dislike, what right does she have to dislike?" Ruan Zhetai didn't know that sentence angered him, he changed his previous indifferent attitude, stood up like a hurricane, raised his right hand angrily, and slapped the wooden table heavily.

The sudden change made Ruan Lingshu tremble in fright, coughing several times.

Perhaps because he couldn't bear it, Ruan Zhetai turned to look at the maid beside him, and ordered: "Help Miss San go back to her room."

The maid bowed Yingying, walked quickly to Ruan Lingshu's side, and helped her walk out of the front hall slowly.

Ruan Lingshu leaned delicately on the maidservant's body. Just as she stepped out of the front door, she turned her head to look at the front hall again, with a hint of worry in her eyes.

She only glanced at it, then was supported by the maidservant and continued to move forward.

If he hadn't known for a long time that she had obtained the true biography of the white lotus since she was a child, Jun Moli might have been deceived by her acting skills and mistakenly thought that she was different from those people in the Ruan Mansion, and that she was a delicate woman with good intentions.

Watching them walk away, Ruan Zhetai glared at Jun Moli angrily, picked up a blue and white porcelain bowl, and threw it at her forehead without any mistakes.

(End of this chapter)