Runaway wife is very charming

Chapter 770 [Wind] I am not your servant
Xia Linran's breath was stagnant, and then he calmed down, "I'm not the servant of the family."

Besides, she just feels a little uncomfortable now, and she just wants to go back and rest quickly.

"I've been in the Yan Family for 18 years, do you need me to teach you what obedience is?"

Yan Zifeng was condescending, with a haughty chin and black and white eyes.

Obey ~ obey?
Xia Linran is not someone like him.

"I'm sorry, Young Master Yan, although I'm just the adopted daughter of this family, and I don't know as many rules as you, but I also understand the most basic thing is to respect people."

Xia Linran finished speaking coldly.

I just felt dizzy for a while.

No, just go back sooner.

Xia Linran didn't want to think about anything else, so she quickened her pace, brushed Yan Zifeng's shoulder, and hurried out.

Yan Zifeng stood where he was, with a sneer on his lips.

He has always had no affection for this 'adopted daughter' adopted by his parents out of good intentions, and he can't see any advantages from her.

No etiquette, rampage.

Perhaps it was also because Yan Zifeng never liked this type of girl. It had to be said that Yan Zifeng was greatly influenced by his father, and his mother's personality was naturally the standard for a girl he liked.

Quiet, gentle, calm atmosphere.

Obviously, Xia Linran didn't fit any of the criteria.

As soon as she stepped out of the villa, Xia Linran bowed down in pain, pressing her heart tightly with her hands.

It was a small pain at first, and then the pain expanded, gradually spreading to the entire heart.

Recently, the disease has become more and more serious.

Xia Linran frantically touched her pocket with both hands, and took a long time to find the xylitol bottle in her pocket.

In fact, it is not xylitol at all, but medicine.

With trembling hands, Xia Linran poured out two pills and hurriedly put them in her mouth to chew.

A bitter taste spread in her mouth, and the feeling of suffocation seemed to be tightly strangling her breath with a big hand.

Time passed, the sun was shining, the flowers were fragrant and the birds were singing.

After a few minutes, the oppressive and suffocating feeling gradually weakened and disappeared.

Xia Linran straightened up, took a deep breath, and then slowly walked towards the back garden again.

From the front garden to the back garden, you have to pass a long path with cobblestones and tall shrubs on both sides.

There is a two-story building in the back garden, which seems to be older than the one in the front garden.

The walls are slightly mottled, and there are many orchids planted in front of the door, as well as some unknown colorful plants, which were naturally planted by Xia Linran and Zhang Ma, the old servant who took care of her daily life.

In fact, Xia Linran doesn't like flowers and plants, but Zhang's mother is getting old and always likes to grow something.

Xia Linran didn't say anything, and usually took care of her when she had nothing to do.

The green creeper meanders from the corner to a small window on the second floor.

The window is white wrought iron carving, a little rusty.

Xia Linran took three steps in parallel and pushed open the glass wooden door. Zhang Ma was sitting on the fabric sofa on the first floor, busy with something.

"Miss Xia is back," Zhang Ma heard and pushed the glasses on the bridge of her nose, the wrinkles on her face were kind.

In fact, Zhang's mother is almost 60 years old, and she should retire to enjoy the blessings, but Zhang's mother has no children under her knees, so she volunteered to take care of Xia Linran here.

Xia Linran walked over, and Zhang Ma was knitting a pair of woolen socks.

"Yes, Mama Zhang, have you eaten yet?" Xia Linran had a smile on her face, and every time she came back here, she felt at home.

It's more like home.

(End of this chapter)