The daily life of the devil's wife

Chapter 493
The layout of the room is not big, but the layout is very fresh and elegant.

Jun Moli walked slowly to a solid mahogany table, and found that all the account books of Zhuojiazhuang were placed on it.

Jun Moli raised his hand to pick up the top one, and was about to flip through it when the old man's voice came faintly through the mahogany bookshelf behind her: "Hao'er, you just came back, please sit down and rest for a while .”

"Ah."

Zhuo Hao answered very casually, but Jun Moli could tell that the "um" was indeed his voice.

"Zhuo Ming, sit down too."

"Young Master, I don't want to sit beside him."

"Okay, then you will give the old man a good punishment!"

The old man's voice was full of anger, as if he was dissatisfied with Zhuo Ming's attitude.

Putting down the account book in his hand, Jun Moli listened carefully to the voices from the next door. Could it be that the Patriarch of Zhuojiazhuang trapped her here on purpose so that she could hear the conversation between the three of them?

However, what did the conversation between the three of them have to do with her? Why did the owner of Zhuojiazhuang insist on letting her hear it?

Thinking about it, Jun Moli frowned slightly, walked slowly to the mahogany chair in front of the bookshelf and sat down.

She leaned back against the back of the chair, and the back of the chair was close to the bookshelf, and the voices next door became clearer.

"The old man came to you today because he wanted to talk about Hao'er's marriage." As he spoke, the old man's voice paused deliberately, and then he continued: "Hao'er is not young anymore, and he will inherit the old man's family in the future. In this position, the matter of marrying a wife cannot be delayed any longer, and the marriage must be completed as soon as possible."

"Patriarch, Zhuo Hao is still young, so there is no rush to get married."

"Hey, you can talk about this matter later. My son wants to ask, what is his marriage related to my son, why are you doing, grandfather? I will also call you."

Zhuo Ming's voice slowly reached Jun Moli's ears.

Although Jun Moli has never had a good impression of this Zhuo Ming, what he said tonight happened to hit her heart.

The owner of Zhuojiazhuang wanted to arrange a marriage for Zhuo Hao, so why did he lock her up here and ask her to eavesdrop on their conversation the whole time.

Did he do this because he thought that the relationship between her and Zhuo Hao was very close, and wanted her to withdraw voluntarily?
Isn't this plot too bloody?
Before she could finish thinking, the old man's voice came from the next door again: "Your elder brother's marriage is of course related to you. The old man wants you to go to the palace tomorrow and propose marriage to the princess on behalf of your elder brother."

"Princess, which princess is it?" Zhuo Ming's voice visibly trembled when he heard the word princess: "Grandfather, don't tell me that the person you want him to marry is Ann, whom I have been engaged to since childhood." Pure princess?"

"That's right. A few days ago, this old man has already discussed with the Holy Master, that the marriage contract between you and Princess Anchun will be cancelled, and the marriage contract partner will be replaced by Zhuo Hao, the future owner of the Zhuo family."

"No, Princess Anchun is mine." Zhuo Ming's voice suddenly became louder, as if he was on the verge of going berserk: "Grandfather, you can't be so partial, you have to leave the position of Patriarch to him, and now even my beloved Girl, you have to push this outsider too."

"Shut up! The old man said, Hao'er is not an outsider, he is your elder brother!"

"Grandfather, but I am your own grandson!"

silent……

Dead silence.

Jun Moli could feel the embarrassment in the next room even while sitting on the chair.

"Patriarch, since Zhuo Ming likes the princess, and Zhuo Hao is not willing to take someone's love, let's let it go at this time."

(End of this chapter)