Stand-In Boyfriend Fu Zheng Ji

Chapter 46 The Arrogant Villain
Before Muzi could speak, Yan Yuan spoke first, "Yes, you know Li Xiang, and Li Xiang and Li Xi are brothers and sisters. Muzi, you are also Li Xi's friend, right?"

Yan Yuan cared about this the most.

If Muzi is Li Xi's friend, no matter how much he likes the blue butterfly brooch, he still wants to return the brooch to Muzi.

Because of the fear brought about by his father and because he didn't want to use the bathroom in public, Muzi didn't plan to drink the milk tea in his hand, but because of Zhang Ling and Yan Yuan's problems, he suddenly felt thirsty and took a few sips instinctively.

"You're talking about Li Xi! He doesn't seem to have a good relationship with Li Xiang. As Li Xiang's personal butler, I will definitely have contact with him. But because of Li Xiang, it's just a nodding acquaintance. .”

Zhang Ling looked at Yan Yuan a little confused, and explained with a smile: "It's just a friendship where we meet and nod and say hello."

"Isn't it just a nodding acquaintance, I know. Why do you bother to tell me these things?" After finishing speaking, Yan Yuan lowered his head in embarrassment and sipped milk tea with a straw.

Muzi noticed that Yan Yuan was peeking at him from time to time, and whispered curiously in Zhang Ling's ear: "Do you know what happened to Yan Yuan? The way she peeked at me is so strange."

"Her!" Zhang Ling laughed before saying the reason, Yan Yuan suddenly looked up and said, "What, Zhang Ling, are you talking ill of me behind my back again?"

Muzi didn't want to offend Yan Yuan because of this, so he quickly waved his hands and explained: "No, no, Yan Yuan, don't get me wrong. Zhang Ling really didn't say anything bad about you."

Zhang Ling put her hand on Muzi's shoulder, smiled and signaled that she didn't need to explain, and then she said to Yan Yuan: "I'm not someone who always likes to speak ill of others behind their backs. I always speak ill of others in person."

"What do you mean by this, are you saying that I have spoken ill of others behind my back?" Yan Yuan argued with a dissatisfied face.

Zhang Ling didn't answer Yan Yuan's words, but looked at Muzi with a provocative smile and said, "Muzi, please ignore her, she's just worried..."

Yan Yuan was a little anxious, and quickly stood up and interrupted, "Zhang Ling!"

The sound was too loud, and many people around looked over.

Muzi was also taken aback by Yan Yuan's actions.

Considering that Muzi was still around, Yan Yuan felt a little embarrassed, and sat down obediently.

Zhang Ling was not afraid of Yan Yuan's roar, she patted Muzi on the shoulder and continued: "You will laugh at some people for being illiterate, I don't know what is just a nodding acquaintance."

"Zhang Ling, you... are too much!"

After Yan Yuan finished speaking, he glanced at Muzi subconsciously, lowering his head, feeling as if he had done something that would make people blush in front of his beloved, and the embarrassment could only be concealed by hiding under the table.

Muzi asked worriedly: "Yan Yuan, Yan Yuan, are you okay?"

Anyway to ask?He couldn't get any response.

"It's okay. She just wants to be alone at this moment." Zhang Ling persuaded Muzi not to be nervous.

However, she did see Yan Yuan's posture for the first time, like meeting a man whom she had a crush on for a long time for the first time, no matter what she did, she felt extremely blushing and nervous.

Muzi still asked Zhang Ling worriedly: "Is she really okay? I think her face is a little hot and red. It seems to be caused by physical discomfort."

"Well, it does look a bit like that. But don't worry. Yan Yuan will never wrong herself. If she really feels unwell, she will tell us." Zhang Ling finished speaking to Muzi, then glanced around deliberately, her tone Looking very provocative, he said to Yan Yuan, "Our Yan Yuan has taken a fancy to some handsome guy Huaichun? His face is really red!"

Yan Yuan was obviously stimulated by this sentence, so he suddenly raised his head and put on a serious look and said, "Zhang Ling, what are you talking about? I found that today you seem to be jealous of me over a man. That's why you say it to me everywhere. Some shortcomings about me. Miss Muzi is a girl. You don't have to compete for favor like the concubines of ancient emperors."

When Muzi heard Yan Yuan's words, his heart skipped a beat, his face suddenly became solemn, and he began to look at himself unconsciously.Worried that you don't look like a woman?
With a graceful figure and soft lines, he himself is fascinated by his figure, especially he has a soft and beautiful voice unique to women.It didn't make sense that he wouldn't be seen as a woman.

No, not right!

After looking at himself for a while, he suddenly realized that it wasn't that he didn't act like a woman, but that women had strong intuition to guide them.

So he felt that what Yan Yuan said was just a feeling.

Hold on, he has to hold on.

As long as he doesn't show his feet, no matter how strong Yan Yuan's intuition is, he won't take it for granted that he doesn't look like a woman.

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Zhang Ling pinched Yan Yuan's arm violently.

Yan Yuan rubbed the pinched place, showing a pitiful look and said: "Hey, it hurts. I said Zhang Ling, you are murdering your relatives and girlfriends!"

Zhang Ling moved to Muzi's side, put one hand on Muzi's shoulder, her two faces were tightly pressed together, like a loving couple, she looked at Yan Yuan provocatively and said:
"Your Majesty, look at Concubine Yan bullying others again. You have to be the master of others!"

Because of Zhang Ling's intimate actions, Muzi's cheeks felt warm, like an electric current hitting the nerves of his brain, making his thinking temporarily stagnant.Immediately, there was a warm current in his heart, which began to spread along the blood vessels to his whole body, and he returned happily like a mother's love that had been lost for many years.

Maternal love is a luxury for Muzi.

His impression of his mother was already very vague.

I only know that my father regards words such as "mother" as taboo words in the family.So the father also eliminated any trace of the mother in the family.

Once, when his father was drunk, he was lucky enough to know that his face was exactly like his mother's.

So his heart changed quietly because of this. He often sat alone in front of the mirror, looked at himself in the mirror, and tried to recall fragments of pictures about his mother.

At first, he could still remember his mother's remaining voice and face, but with the erosion of the years, the memory of his mother gradually blurred.

What's more subtle is that he thinks more and more that he is a girl from the bottom of his heart.

……

Seeing that Muzi didn't respond, Zhang Ling shook his arm vigorously and continued, "Your Majesty!"

Muzi's body was shaken, and his thoughts returned to the present moment. He pretended to be serious, looked at Yan Yuan very much, and said, "Concubine Yan, are you guilty? The concubine is my little girl. You bullied her. It's tantamount to bullying me."

Yan Yuan was dumbfounded by Muzi's reaction.

Everyone said that she, Yan Yuan, was a good showman, seeing the two of them together, they were no different than her.

"Your Majesty, my concubine has been wronged! This bitch, oh no, it's Concubine Zhang who has been bullying her."

While speaking, Yan Yuan also moved to the other side of Muzi, hugged his arm, tilted his head on his shoulder, and said with a choked tone.

At this time, a teenage girl sitting at a table not far away held a bunch of candied haws with a surprised face, pointed at them and said, "Mom, look, did they come from ancient times? Why is it so like the one in the TV series my mother watched."

The mother just glanced at them, murmured, "You're a sinner!", then nervously picked up the child and changed a seat, sat down with her back to them, and scolded the child, "Don't do it again!" Look at them."

The little girl looked up at her mother incomprehensibly and asked, "Why? The three big sisters over there don't look like bad guys."

"Why is that so? I told you not to watch it, so I won't let you see it. If you don't obey me again, be careful that your mother will throw you to the trash collector and don't want you." The little girl's mother continued to threaten.

Zhang Ling heard the little girl's mother's remarks, and immediately sat up straight with a solemn expression.

It's not because the little girl's mother is domineering and doesn't allow the children to look at them, but because she mentioned the word "collecting trash" at the end.There is endless contempt and disrespect in the words.

It is said that children are the flowers of the future. As a mother, I instill class antagonism, as well as extremely disrespect and contempt for others in my children. Is it really good?
To put it aside, she will definitely step forward to argue with this mother.

However, now that she is already physically and mentally exhausted, even if she doesn't need to reason, she will know how the mother will justify?
That's how most parents raise their children, the mother would say.

I remember Lu Xun said in "Diary of a Madman": "It has always been like this, right?"

This is a complaint issued in a backward and conservative era: If it is an idea or practice that has been used for a long time, must it be right?
the answer is negative.

The times are developing, we should not only advance economically, but also make great progress in cultural and ideological.

With such a big environment, no matter how much Zhang Ling tries to change it, it will be a drop in the bucket. Not only will she not be able to change other people's wrong thinking, but she will be treated as a psychopath.

Yes, this is people.

Anyone who conflicts with the thinking of most people will have a great risk of being regarded as a neuropathy.

Zhang Ling has indeed seen similar things with her own eyes.There are also such legends among real historical celebrities.

So she didn't dare to act impulsively.

The only thing she can do is as long as her heart is not polluted by these dross thoughts.

Muzi put one hand on Zhang Ling's shoulder and said in relief, "I know what you're thinking? It's okay, the child's mother is not short-sighted. I think the child is very smart, so he shouldn't be influenced by his mother."

Zhang Ling was surprised because Muzi really understood what she was thinking.

Muzi wanted to tell him that people who are destined to be extraordinary don't need her to worry.

On the contrary, it is useless for a person who is destined to be mediocre to worry about him all his life.

"Is that true?" Zhang Ling looked forward to an affirmative answer.

Muzi smiled and nodded at her.

Only then did Zhang Ling smile in relief.

"Don't play, don't play, the two of you are too irritating. You always don't take me with you when you have something to do." Yan Yuan also left Muzi and sat aside, pouting like a petulant little girl Mouth said.

Zhang Ling had already been immune to Yan Yuan's petty temper, and Muzi asked extremely worriedly: "No, I will take you with me, don't get me wrong. We just..."

Before the words were finished, a dog barked, followed by the angry voice of the little girl's mother.

Everyone around looked over, only to see the woman pointing at the cleaning of the mall and saying: "Smelly cleaning, you are blind, your mop touched my precious red dragonfly."

The cleaner mistakenly thought that he really touched the other party's child.I looked around with myself as a dot, but I didn't see any other children except the little girl.

The cleaner looked at the woman with an aggrieved expression and explained: "I'm sorry, I just accidentally touched the black boots on your feet. Where is the precious red dragonfly here?"

"What?" The woman stood up abruptly, stomped her feet on the spot a few times, and looked at her small pointed cashmere boots distressedly, "You even soiled my shoes?"

"It's okay, I'll just wipe it clean for you." The cleaner took out a piece of paper with a guilty expression on his face, and hurriedly leaned over to wipe the woman's shoes clean.

The woman kicked the cleaning man to the ground, and at the same time scolded sharply: "Don't touch me, smelly cleaning, don't contaminate me with your poverty."

Baojie held her stomach with one hand, her face paled in pain, she grinned but didn't cry out the pain.

The woman ignored the cleaning and left the little girl aside, nervously checking whether the dog squatting on the chair was injured?

"Red Dragonfly, don't move, let mom see, where are you hurt?"

Many people around were originally unhappy because the woman let the dog go to the dining table, but now they saw the woman bullying the cleaning so violently.

Many people immediately took out their mobile phones angrily, some took a few photos, and some even planned to broadcast live, calling on more people to condemn the woman.

Yes, that's all the onlookers can do.

No one came forward to condemn the woman's evil deeds face to face, and no one went to help the cleaning and asked if the cleaning needed to be sent to the hospital?

Seeing this, Zhang Ling couldn't stand it any longer, she stood up abruptly, intending to speak a word of justice for Bao Jie.

Unexpectedly, Muzi's hand tightly grasped her wrist, he also stood up, and said in her ear: "Don't worry, look at that little girl."

Zhang Ling saw the little girl jumping down from the chair at this time, walking unsteadily, but walking towards Baojie with infinite love, some baby's fat little hands hugged Baojie's arm, and there was a sound of milk The milky voice was enough to shock the audience.

"Auntie, are you okay! Can you stand up again? Don't be angry. I heard from my father that my mother has reached menopause and has a bad temper. I apologize to you on behalf of my mother. Seeing that you seem to be suffering, do you want me to help you?" Call a doctor?"

Hearing the little girl's words, Zhang Ling felt extremely relieved, it seemed that it was exactly as Muzi said, people who are destined to be extraordinary never need outsiders to worry.

However, what puzzled Zhang Ling was that some of the onlookers laughed strangely when they heard the little girl's words.

If the laughter was made of them laughing at themselves, then Zhang Ling felt that the onlookers could still be saved; Girl, that Zhang Ling can only think that these people have died together with their souls.

At this time, the woman found that her daughter ran to the cleaning house, and hurried over nervously, hugged the girl in her arms, looked at the cleaning house with vigilance and questioned:

"Okay, you smelly housekeeper, are you planning to abduct my lovely daughter?"

(End of this chapter)