Fangzi subconsciously wanted to protect song Xijiao and said, "our master didn't marry early. She was sold to a hunter by her brother who loved gambling!"

The words are good intentions, but as soon as they are said, there is only embarrassment left.

Lin Wan'er opened her mouth slightly, and even the little maid behind her had eyes bigger than Tongling.

Song Xijiao is also embarrassed, this matter has not been mentioned for a long time.

For a long time, Lin Wan'er looked at Song Xijiao incredulously: "Xijiao, is what she said true?"

Song Xijiao nodded, but said: "it's a long story. Let's find a place to talk slowly."

As they walked, they chatted. When they got to the tea shop and had a pot of tea, song Xijiao finally told Lin Wan'er the whole story. Of course, she omitted her real identity.

"That's what happened. Our husband and wife are in a good relationship now. I'm not forced to be with him. It's just that many people misunderstand me and refuse to call me Mrs. Zhong. They always call me Miss Song. I'll let them. If you insist on correcting, it will make him more embarrassed. "

After hearing this, Lin Wan'er was in deep thought. Unexpectedly, song Xijiao, such a talented woman, was willing to marry a penniless hunter. Then she Is it possible to find a husband who is not so well matched?

But the illiterate people, most of them don't understand the truth, how can they get married? Literate people, have a bit of skills are relying on a good word to break out of a day, no ability, mediocre, but conceited.

After thinking about it, I always feel that it is much more difficult to choose a good man from a well matched family than it is from those inferior people!

It's just that I don't know what the head hunter looks like. Song Xijiao is so determined!

"Wan'er, you don't have to play that umbrella when it rains. It's good to cover the sun on weekdays."

"Cover the sun?" Lin Wan'er covered her lips with a smile, "what's this saying?"

"Don't you know? When the sun is in the sun, your face will be black. Once the face is black, it is not easy to come back white. If you hold up an umbrella, you can keep out the sun, and your face will not be exposed to the sun. Will it be whiter and whiter every day? "

Lin Wan'er seemed to have a point.

Once again, song Xijiao is not as white as snow, clean as if washed by dew! Is it that she did it with an umbrella? She'll have to start to use an umbrella to shade herself from the sun. Besides, the umbrella was so beautiful that she was worried about whether it would rain or not.

She accompanied song Xijiao and chatted with her. She asked the shopkeeper to pack two bags of tea for her before sending her away. After seeing her off, she stood in the yard for a long time, then suddenly turned around and said to her servant girl, "let's go to Xijiao's house and have a look."

"Miss, I heard that Miss Song lived in Mr. Hu's yard."

"I know. Let's go there and have a look."

The little servant girl was at a loss. She didn't know what she was going to see there. Miss Song just said that she wanted to find someone, but she didn't go home. She would let them go. Who would treat them!

But the words of the young lady are always the same. She has no choice but to obey her orders.

The two of them, sitting in a small sedan chair, went all the way to the gate of Hu Que's mansion. It's a mansion, but it's just a courtyard.

Lin Wan'er is not interested in the courtyard at all, so she doesn't even bother to look at it and taps at the door.

When the porter opened the door, she met a young lady with beautiful appearance and rich clothes. She asked her who she was. Lin Wan'er said, "I am your friend of Miss Song. She has something left with me. Please go in and report it."

The Porter said, "Miss Song has gone out and hasn't come back yet."

"Oh, where is her husband? I'll leave it to him. "

"Yes, please follow me."

Lin Wan'er followed the porter into the courtyard and went to the front hall. She watched the porter call people. She sat down on the chair with a little curiosity and a little teasing smile on her face.

The servant girl stood behind Lin Wan'er, looked at Lin Wan'er, and suddenly asked, "Miss, you've come here specially for the purpose of meeting Miss Song's hunter, are you?"

Lin Waner: "you just know! I just want to see what kind of man can make her die hard. She didn't even look at that Hu que, who had already grown up. I guess her hunter must be a very beautiful man! "

As soon as the voice dropped, the doorman's voice rang out: "I'm also the first time to see this lady. You'd better go and have a look."

Then a deep voice came out: "I know, you go down."

The little servant girl jumped in her heart and said to Lin Wan'er, "Miss, the voice is very nice."

Lin Wan'er is also a little excited. She is a lady with a high family and a big family. When her friends are not at home, she secretly comes to see her husband. She always has a different feeling.

Both of them were staring at the door without blinking, but for a moment, a tall and handsome figure came in. His eyebrows are thick, his eyes are deep, his nose is straight, his lips are thin, and his body is full of wild and unruly strength.However, the tea in Lin Wan'er's hand fell to the ground with a bang.

No, it can't be

Zhong Chun looked at the woman whose face was red and white for a while. He didn't understand and said, "are you Xijiao's friend?"

Lin Wan'er was surprised and silent, just staring at him.

The little maid thought that Lin Wan'er was fascinated by this man. She was so anxious that she said, "Miss, miss, what do you want me to say?"

Lin Wan'er agreed in a hurry, picked up the tea on the ground, then looked up at him again, and asked in doubt, "your surname is Zhong?"

Zhong Chun nodded: "don't you say something falls on you

"Where are you from?"

Zhong Chun Mou color a deep, displeased to look at Lin Wan'er, after a long time slowly opened his mouth: "Jinzhou people."

"Are you a hunter?"

Zhong Chun looked at Lin Wan'er, and his voice sank: "I thought you came here to send back what Xijiao had left there."

Lin Wan'er swallowed her mouth and her heart thumped. She put the tea in her hand on the table, and her face was white as paper: "just, this is the package of tea."

Zhongchun suddenly walked towards her.

Lin Wan'er was startled and retreated in a hurry, but behind her was a chair. She hit the chair with her knees. She suddenly screamed and fell down on the chair. The whole person held the handle of the chair and shrank back, breathing rapidly.

The little servant girl was not anxious. She went up and helped her: "Miss, what's the matter with you?"

Zhong Chun went to her, picked up a bag of tea, and looked at her without expression: "thank you very much. When Xijiao comes back, I'll tell her. Come and see off. "

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