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Chapter 332 The Pretty Widow of the Republic of China VS the Iron-Blooded Marshal [10]

Steward Zhang greeted him, "Young commander."

Qingtian nodded, and his peripheral vision inadvertently glanced at Le Tong who was standing behind the housekeeper.

She is wearing a simple low bun, wearing an elegant white cheongsam with a faint pattern of white magnolia on it, and a delicate white border at the neckline.

His body exuded a noble and elegant temperament. Standing behind the crowd, he was smiling slightly at him. He looked like a different person from half a year ago. At first glance, it was amazing.

In response to the old saying, if you leave for three days, you should treat each other with admiration.

"Ding~ The favorability of the target person is +10, and the favorability value is now 10."

Le Tong seemed to be aware of Qingtian's gaze, and stepped forward gracefully, "Young commander, welcome home."

Even so, he could still feel the joy radiating from her inside.

Qingtian nodded, "You have changed a lot in the past six months."

The curvature of Le Tong's mouth has never changed, "Thanks to the careful cultivation of the young marshal."

Qingtian didn't speak any more, just walked in.

Le Tong followed him into the living room.

After Qingtian said a few words, he went to the study on the third floor, accompanied by Butler Zhang.

Seeing that everyone had dispersed, Le Tong went back to the room first.

In the study, Qing Tian sat on a chair, took a sip of tea, and asked Butler Zhang, "Did anything else happen during the half a year I wasn't in the mansion?"

"Back to the young commander, everything is normal."

Qingtian pondered for a while, then put down the teacup in his hand, "Thank you for your hard work, you can go down first."

"Yes."

When Steward Zhang turned around, he was stopped by Qingtian, "Go and bring Le Tong here."

"Yes."

Butler Zhang went out of the study and went straight to the second floor to find Le Tong, led her to the study, and then left.

The two people in the room said nothing.

Le Tong stood in the center of the room, under Qing Tian's pressure, he looked neither humble nor overbearing.

Le Tong used to be submissive, but now she dares to look him in the eye.

Such a comparison, on the contrary, is much more interesting than before.

"Ding... The favorability of the target person is +5, and the favorability value is now 15."

Le Tong smiled slightly, "I don't know what the young marshal is looking for me for?"

Qingtian withdrew his gaze, and his voice remained unchanged, "I will go to the army training with me tomorrow."

There was still a faint smile on the corner of Le Tong's mouth, and his voice was respectful, "Yes, everything is under the arrangement of the young marshal."

Qing Tian glanced at Le Tong and was very satisfied with her changes. Unexpectedly, after not seeing her for half a year, she has improved a lot, and she has the charm of that woman.

When Le Tong was asked to work for him, it was because of her submissive personality that she was easy to control.

A person always remembers the person who saved her from danger.

He knew what happened to Le Tong as early as when she was betrayed, and the reason he didn't do anything for so long was to make her suffer and despair of life.

At this time, he rescued her again, gave her a good living environment, let her live in the Marshal's Mansion, and gave her the honorable status of a young lady.

The huge psychological gap made her even more reluctant to part with the superior living conditions.

Naturally, it will become more and more attached to him.

Needless to say, if you continue to be loyal to him in the days to come, if you have two hearts...

He didn't mind having multiple lives on his hands.

Qingtian's mind was full of twists and turns, but his face was calm, "Go back and rest first."

"Yes."

After leaving Qingtian's room, Le Tong went back to the room directly, practicing calligraphy according to his usual habit.

Writing is not accomplished overnight. If you want to write good characters, you need to persist for a long time.

In the past six months, she insisted on writing three copybooks every day before resting.

(End of this chapter)