Quickly wear: The male protagonist Jue Si is manipulated by a pregnant Jiaojiao

Chapter 582 Young Commander, You Are Pressing My Hair 38
"Shen Yunjin, I like you."

That night, after the afterglow, Shen Yunjin whispered three words behind her back.

I thought it would take a long time to get her response.

I didn't expect it to be so fast.

He didn't say anything, let go of her, put his hands on her shoulders, lowered his head and looked at her without blinking, his thin lips curled up.

Nanzhi almost fell into his burning eyes. In a trance, she heard him say, "Zhizhi, I love you."

He loved her so much that she cheated on him and then ran away.

I also love her tender and affectionate side at this moment.

No matter which one of her she was, he loved her very much.

He lowered his eyes and kissed her.

I didn't dare use force, just touched it carefully.

This kiss was not about lust. He kissed her in a particularly innocent way and did nothing else.

As for getting the marriage certificate, Nanzhi and Shen Yunjin had set a good day, but before the day came, she met Zhu Yashi.

Shen Yunjin was not with her at that time. In order to avoid Shen Zhencai's suspicion and also for official business, he had to run back and forth.

However, he arranged many people to protect her secretly, and they would not appear unless it was necessary.

She was a little surprised that Zhu Ya Shi would appear in front of Nanzhi.

Judging from the other person's expression, he seems to be quite angry.

Nanzhi was drinking afternoon tea in a restaurant near the courtyard. There were some cakes in front of her. She had only eaten two pieces when the other party sat opposite her in a menacing manner, looking at her with a sneer.

"Are you the mistress that Young Marshal Shen keeps outside?"

Nanzhi didn't say anything, but just raised his eyelids and glanced at her indifferently.

Seeing her so calm, Zhu Yashi was extremely upset. She sneered, "I was wondering why he refused to get engaged to me. It turns out he has a vixen like you out there."

Every word she said would make anyone else very angry.

But Nanzhi's expression remained gentle, and she didn't look angry at all.

There was no plan to answer her.

Zhu Yashi seemed to have punched cotton and became even more arrogant. "Why doesn't he dare to take you home? Did you come from the dance hall?"

Nanzhi said nothing.

Zhu Yashi said firmly: "Your silence means you agree. No wonder you look so charming to me. Did you seduce Master Shen with this trick?"

"Why does Miss Zhu keep talking about Young Marshal Shen?" Nanzhi smiled faintly, "Why, do you like him?"

Zhu Yashi was furious, her face was red as if blood was dripping out, and she didn't have time to think about how Nanzhi knew her identity. She was just busy stammering in denial: "So and so likes him, I hate him to death, he is just an egomaniac!"

"If you don't like it, why do you come to me and ask these questions?"

Nanzhi's eyes seemed to see through everything.

Zhu Yashi's face turned red and then dark, and then dark and then red again. She gritted her teeth and said, "I'm just angry. How am I inferior to you? He is actually blind!"

Nanzhi took a sip of juice and said, "I think Miss Zhu must be angry that he doesn't revolve around you like other men."

Zhu Yashi, whose secret was exposed, immediately became angry and embarrassed. Nanzhi ordered several glasses of juice, and she picked up one of them and wanted to splash it on Nanzhi's face.

Before he could pour the water down, a man appeared out of nowhere and held his hand.

Then he covered her mouth, dragged her and threw her outside.

Zhu Ya Shi still wanted to go in, but the man was standing at the door blocking her with a ferocious look. Now everyone was looking at her. She was so embarrassed that she didn't dare to stay any longer and turned around and ran away in a hurry.

She was so angry that she kicked a stone on the roadside. The stone flew out and hit a wall.

There was a bounty posted on the wall.

Zhu Ya Shi originally wanted to skip it, but the person in the painting gave her a sense of familiarity. She came to her senses, walked back and stood in front of the picture, looking at the faded painting in front of her, her brows furrowed tightly.

If she was not mistaken, the person in the painting looked somewhat similar to Nanzhi.

"The Marshal's Ninth Concubine?"

Zhu Ya Shi tore down the painting and the more she looked at it, the more she felt something was wrong.

Is it Nanzhi?

Or is he just similar to her?
Zhu Ya Shi was not sure, so she hired a detective to secretly take a photo of Nan Zhi. When they compared the photos carefully, the more they looked, the more similar they looked.

A bold idea formed in her mind.

Could it be that the person Shen Yunjin likes is his stepmother?
The more she thought about it, the more excited she became, and she went straight to the Marshal's Mansion with the portrait and photo.

It is said that when Zhu Ya Shi came to the mansion, Shen Zhencai didn't want to see her at all, but when he heard the housekeeper say that she mentioned the Ninth Concubine, Shen Zhencai remembered the very beautiful woman and asked the housekeeper to invite her in.

Zhu Ya Shi deliberately waited outside and watched Shen Yunjin leave the Marshal's Mansion before she knocked on the door.

Now, looking at the magnificently decorated Marshal's Mansion, which was countless times larger than her Zhu family's villa, she truly realized the difference between the Zhu family and the Shen family, and understood why her parents were so afraid of the Shen family.

As the most talented woman in Peking, only this place is worthy of her.

She fantasized about the day when she would become the mistress here, and a smug smile appeared at the corners of her lips.

On the way, she met a concubine who was dressed up in fancy clothes coming out of the mansion, and her eyes immediately showed hostility.

However, when she thought that Shen Yunjin did not have a concubine, she felt a little relieved.

Anyway, she doesn't care, as long as she marries here, Shen Yunjin can only have her as his wife.

When the time comes, as long as Shen Zhencai dies, she will drive all these concubines out.

Thinking of this, the housekeeper invited her into the living room.

Zhu Ya Shi saw Shen Zhencai drinking tea on the sofa.

She walked over and saluted in a pretentious manner, "Essie greets the Marshal."

Shen Zhencai looked at her with a fake smile, "Miss Zhu, what are you doing here?"

Zhu Yashi said, "First, I came here to apologize to the Marshal. I was not tactful that day. I hope the Marshal will forgive me and not hold my faults against me."

If it wasn't for marrying into the Shen family, Zhu Ya Shi would never have bowed her head.

Shen Zhencai did not accept her apology and said directly: "Tell me the second one."

Zhu Yashi immediately handed the photo in her hand to Shen Zhencai, "Does the Marshal know this woman?"

Shen Zhencai took the photo and his eyes changed when he saw the woman in it clearly.

"When did you take the photo?"

"Just two days ago."

Shen Zhencai clutched the photo tightly, his eyes filled with coldness.

Well, he thought she was dead, but she was still alive. Judging from the clothes she wore in the photo, she seemed to be living a good life!
Zhu Yashi knew that he knew her, and immediately laughed triumphantly, "Marshal, you may not know that this woman is kept as a concubine by Young Marshal Shen."

Shen Zhencai was originally still immersed in the resentment that Nanzhi was alive, but now, he was just shocked: "...what did you say?"

"I said Young Marshal Shen often visits this woman, and they are very close together."

Shen Zhencai's expression changed completely, "Where is she now?"