One Night Lovely Wife $5.50: Overwhelming Black Belly Husband

When Nalan Xin'er returned home, she found that the house was very quiet today.

On the huge dining table, there was only one soup and one dish.

"Mama Yao, where's the person?" Nalan Xin'er raised an eyebrow and asked lightly.

The maid foreman Yao Ma, that is, the mother of the driver Yao Dazhuang, Lin Meiqing's personal nanny brought from Lin's family is obviously Lin Meiqing's person.

"Report to the eldest lady, the master will not come back to eat tonight, and the wife will be with Miss Zhirou in the room..."

Although Yao Ma is Lin Meiqing's person, she is accustomed to being a human being. She has a chubby face full of pleats, and she always answers Nalan Xiner's questions, like a kind old mother.

A sneer flashed across Nalan Xiner's heart and asked deliberately, "Oh, what happened?"

Yao's mother's eyes flickered, her tone of tentative tone: "Oh, hey, I don't know who it is. You have committed crimes. She spread rumors outside and attacked Miss Zhirou. The master lost his temper when he came back in the afternoon! Missy, Who do you think could be so vicious?"

Nalan Xin'er thought to herself, nonsense, my sister wants this effect.

Dare to make anything fake~According to the calculation sister, sister of course wants you to lift a rock and smash your own stinky feet!

However, her face was as arrogant and disdainful as usual: "Yeah, it's so vicious, it's better to call the police! Let the police check it out, and clean up your sister's wrongdoing!"

Mother Yao was choked, and she thought to herself, she was a naive and childish eldest lady! How can this kind of thing call the police? Didn’t that spread the embarrassing photos?

But he said: "This... the master and wife are in charge..."

Nalan Xin'er picked up a green vegetable: "Okay, go down."

She casually ate a few bites of food and saw Yao's mother enter the kitchen before putting down the dishes.

Dad didn't come back for dinner, stepmother and concubine had eaten.

This dish was reserved for her alone.

Especially a dim sum-"shrimp dumpling", is her favorite, but the stepmother and concubine are allergic to seafood and never eat it.

She stared at the plate of shrimp dumplings, her eyes darkened, picked up two, and quickly wrapped them in a napkin and put them in her pocket.

In my previous life, not long after I came back from France, I felt my mind became more and more sluggish, and I always dozed off in class. Later, my body went from bad to worse in the nursing home. It stands to reason that this shouldn’t be the case at a young age... I don’t know if it’s in the food. What's the problem?

Defenses can not do without.

Now that you know that you are in an environment surrounded by wolves, you have to be careful every step of the way.

Nalan Xin'er pushed aside the bowls and chopsticks, returned to the room and took the English textbook, and walked to the flower garden in the backyard.

Passing by Lan Zhirou's room, she faintly heard the sobs and Lin Meiqing's whispers inside. She didn't bother to listen to the corner. Anyway, the mother and daughter would definitely not be planning anything good.

"Miss! Why are you here?"

A surprised voice, although old, it contained feelings.

Nalan Xin'er smiled slightly: "Uncle Mu, I'm back."

The gardener Mu Yuran, the old servant of Nalan's family, was brought over by the old lady Nalan when she married in, and she was very low-key. In order to avoid the family members accusing the old lady of reusing the children of his natal family, he would rather give up the position of manager of the old French house and be willing to be a gardener on the side of the imperial residence.

Nalan Xin'er looked at Uncle Mu with an old face, her hands planting flowers were covered with mud, her eyes suddenly moist.

I remember that when she was a child, Uncle Mu often taught her all kinds of flowers and plants. The difference between lavender and orchid sage was what Uncle Mu taught her. Otherwise, that night in France, she just glanced at the head of Uncle’s bed about lavender. The data, although some interesting allusions are memorized, it is absolutely impossible to distinguish the two plants so clearly.

In the past, she always thought that Uncle Mu was very nagging, nagging to let her study hard, don't always think about playing, but where she could hear it, and the stepmother deliberately separated, she even felt that Uncle Mu was an antique and annoying died.

Only now understand that Uncle Mu is a person who is really good to her.

Those who follow you, follow you, and persuade you to play and go crazy regardless of the consequences, are unpredictable!

Blaming herself for the unclear knowledge of people in the previous life, and rejoicing for being sober in this life, she took a deep breath and said slowly:

"Uncle Mu, please do one thing, do you have any familiar channels that can help me test whether there is any mess in this shrimp dumpling..."