Painting Tang Jiao

Chapter 270

Chapter 270 Five

Hearing this, Lin Yin bowed his head and smiled.

"Maybe it's because the smells are congenial. Maybe it's because of the good feng shui in your Rong Mansion. Everyone wants to get a little bit of it. Like me, I'm lucky."

Originally it was just a casual joke, but when I said it, I felt as if it was true.

Lin Yin was stunned.

At this moment, Qing Huan shook her head and said with a smile: "What are you talking about? I think you are a husband and wife, and you have the same hobbies. This is not to say that the family does not enter the same house. I am convinced of you."

Lin Yin smiled and blinked narrowly: "The same is true for sister-in-law and Master Rong?"

"Uh... what?" Qing Huan didn't react for a moment.

Lin Yin laughed: "Husband and wife, Mr. Rong and his sister-in-law have been married for so many years, and they are about to have a second child. Is it the same? It's not that the family does not enter the house."

Qing Huan was speechless, shaking her head: "I don't know if Zhao Yang has seen your true temperament now."

"There is always a chance." After a while, Lin Yin smiled: "Let's go, is it okay?"

Qing Huan nodded.

"I'll think about her matter."

The smile in Lin Yin's eyes deepened.

……

Zhao Yang jumped off the carriage and picked up Rong Jin: "Let's go, pick up the beautiful aunt."

Rong Jin pouted: "Uncle lied to me, brother Jin didn't see his father and mother last night."

Last night, Zhao Yang coaxed him to take him out to play, saying that he would send him back when he woke up.

After just playing around, Rong Jin fell asleep, and was naturally taken back to his general's mansion by Zhao Yang.Just waking up in the morning, Rong Jin saw a strange place, and cried a lot because of it.

Zhao Yang smiled stiffly, not knowing how to reply.

"I'm willing to come." Rong Chen leaned against the wall with his arms folded, and looked up at the sky: "It's so early, I'm crazy about my wife, I can't wait any longer."

For Rong Jin, Zhao Yang will give some face.

As for the son replaced by Lao Tzu.

sorry.

Zhao Yang handed Rong Jin in his arms: "That's right, Mr. Rong must have a deep understanding of the matter of thinking about a wife. After all, you are an old man, so you can naturally understand young people like me.

Rong Chen's face darkened, and he was about to speak when he felt his sleeve being pulled, and looked down, Rong Jin blinked his pitiful eyes, and said aggrievedly: "Daddy, brother Jin is hungry."

Rong Chen looked at Zhao Yang with a knife-like gaze.

Zhao Yang's back felt cold, he raised his hands and turned around, innocently said: "Brother Jin refused to eat."

Rong Chen snorted coldly, and then asked, "I'm not here to make a decision, what about the others?"

Zhao Yang's expression changed.

"Wait a while, come."

When Qing Huan and Lin Yin walked to the door, they heard Zhao Yang's slightly angry voice inside: "I don't know if it was intentional. I didn't choose other times, but I chose the same time. Even if it's the same day, that's okay." Forget it, it just so happens that all the official media are invited to hire one."

Zhao Yang laughed at himself: "Others call me a little general, but I'm not as good as the young master. Of course, I'm not as good as the uncle with real power. Naturally, I have to push back."

"Brother Jin, don't eat too fast, drink some tea." Seeing Rong Jin gobbling it up, Rong Chen glared at Zhao Yang again, poured tea, and handed it to Rong Jin's mouth.

Rong Jin drank it in small sips.

"So what, don't you make up your mind?"

Zhao Yang shook his head.

"Wait a while, my sister-in-law will come."

Qing Huan listened outside and looked at Lin Yin.

Lin Yin smiled slightly.

"Let's go."

Lin Yin nodded.

"Where would he be unwilling to make a decision? If that's the case, I'll send my cousin away directly. You know, there are quite a few people who have taken a fancy to my cousin, and it's just this silly boy who can get a smile from a beautiful woman."

Before the words finished, Zhao Yang rushed out and grabbed Lin Yin.

Qing Huan laughed loudly: "Okay, it's just a decision, the two of you are the most important thing." Then she looked the two of them up and down, and asked Lin Yin: "Why, you two didn't think about it."

"No, think it over." Lin Yin took it out of his body, and then smiled blushingly: "I actually forgot, I left with nothing on me, and everything on my body was not my own, and even an exchange nothing."

"I……"

"Master, madam, there are people outside."

The servant girl ran in in a panic.

"What's the matter?" Rong Chen strode out, standing in front of everyone.

"Yes...the Anqinghou mansion has come."

"What?" Zhao Yang's face changed drastically, and he glanced at Lin Yin nervously.

Lin Yin looked calm.

Rong Chen frowned.

Qing Huan had already said: "Let's go out and have a look, no matter what, we can't be alone." Looking at Zhao Yang and Lin Yin, he thought for a while and said, "You guys help me take care of Brother Jin."

"Let's go and have a look." Qing Huan said.

Rong Chen nodded.

"and many more."

Lin Yin took a deep breath and said with a smile, "I'll go too, and I'll go and have a look with you."

"Forest……"

Lin Yin sneered and said, "I'd like to see what the Anqinghou Mansion means." I had never seen any movement before, and thought they had no choice but to endure it.

To be honest, it's kind of sad though.

But Lin Yin also breathed a sigh of relief, the bad things in the past can finally leave her.

But today... it happened again.

Lin Yin only felt a cavity of anger, burning blazingly.

"Let's all go together." Zhao Yang finished.

Rong Chen turned around and picked up Rong Jin, grabbed the pastry from the plate and put it in his hand, patted his head, and said with a smile: "Go, Brother Jin, Daddy will take you to see the bad guy."

"No... not really."

The maid yelled in panic.

Qing Huan was surprised, so she asked.

"There are a lot of boxes, one big and one big, and they are said to be given to Miss Lin... Cousin."

Lin Yin was startled slightly.

The three of Qing Huan looked at each other, feeling even more strange.

In front of the gate of the Rong Mansion, there were already many people around, pointing and discussing.

Seeing this, Rong Chen's face turned dark.

"Go and see."

"Is it Mrs. Rong?" The leading woman saw a few people coming out of the gate, so she hurriedly went up to meet them, and asked Qing Huan after scanning a few hot spots.

Qing Huan nodded: "I am."

"That's great, finally seeing you." The man clapped his hands and laughed loudly: "This was prepared for you before, our old lady found it, and asked the old slave to bring it here."

what? What.

Qing Huan was confused.

The man patted his forehead: "I forgot, there is a letter." As he spoke, he took out a sealed envelope from his pocket.

Qing Huan took it half-believingly.

He tore open the envelope and quickly read it.

The letter was written by Mrs. Anqinghou herself, as can be seen from the signature.It's just that Qing Huan has never seen Mrs. Anqing Hou, let alone anything.

Just what the hell does she mean.

Qing Huan looked down quickly, then handed it to Rong Chen.

"Look, am I mistaken?"

"Let me see, what are you writing?" Zhao Yang wanted to reach out his hand.

Rong Chen glared at him, took it over, and looked carefully.

(End of this chapter)