The Prime Minister's Wife

Chapter 503: Still Very Hooligan (1)
Boqing has been taking advantage of her sweeping people out of the house, and Mengdie's big fuss, giving her a chance to splash dirty water, and successfully diverting everyone's attention.

Let everyone, including them, think that she is busy with Mengdie playing hide-and-seek. In fact, she has been playing hide-and-seek with them, and Mengdie is just a cover-up.

It's a good trick to cheat the sky and cross the sea, Zhuang Zhou cried in his heart.

Fan Chan's eyes landed on the carriage like a poisoned arrow.

I haven't seen her for a few years, but the love has grown to this point, and the scheming is so deep that it is hidden from the eyes of myself and Zhuang Zhou.

Feeling the gaze from above, the corners of Boqing's lips curled up, revealing a touch of flirtatiousness and coldness. Only now did she realize the changes in the Bo family, it was too late!
These days, when everyone's eyes are on Zhuang Mengdie, she has already started to change the blood of the Bo family, including the property of the Bo family, from head to toe.

The current Bo family is [-]% to [-]% in her hands, and the remaining [-]% ​​to [-]% will fall into her hands soon. Even if the court is aware of it, it is too late to stop it.

Thinking of this, Boqing raised the corners of her lips and smiled and said: "Miss Zhuang, the matter has been resolved for you, please let me go, I am going back home!"

"No, you can't go."

Zhuang Mengdie didn't know what he was thinking, when he suddenly heard that Bo Qing was about to leave, he immediately yelled out in panic, and opened his arms to block Bo Qing's way.

The onlookers were about to leave, but they were aroused by the bold Zhuang Mengdie's actions and continued to stand still.

Boqing raised an eyebrow: "Miss Zhuang, what do you mean?"

"I……"

Zhuang Mengdie wanted to say that the Zhuang mansion would not be able to support these people, but she stopped immediately, because she knew better than anyone else what this sentence meant.

Boqing raised her eyebrows and looked at Zhuang Mengdie, as if she was waiting for her answer, but she smiled coldly in her heart, as the old saying goes, I have seen too many sweet potatoes, but I have never seen such a big sweet potato.

Zhuang Mengdie looked around, wanting to ask for help, but when she didn't want to, she found that other people were also looking at her quietly, with a fickle expression, waiting for her answer, and her heart couldn't help being confused.

After thinking for a while, he lowered his head and said softly, "Bo's family is the first family in Huaxia. The Zhuang's family doesn't want to steal the limelight from Bo's house. Why doesn't Young Master Bo want people to do it to the end and continue to support them."

Bo Qing sneered coldly: "How does Ms. Zhuang know that there are no good people in Bo's house who will go to the end and treat them with the utmost benevolence?"

Zhuang Mengdie's face was stagnant again, and he sighed softly: "These people started from their ancestors. They lived and lived in my Bofu for free, and now they even help raise their grandson's grandson. What's the result?"

The last rhetorical question made everyone present think carefully, and immediately came to the result. The result was that everyone said that Bofu was cold-blooded, heartless, and unjust.

Thinly glanced at the crowd: "It's really hard to be a good person these days! A good person like Ms. Zhuang, who doesn't spend a single penny, runs with an empty carriage for a few days, and earns a good reputation as a living Bodhisattva. This young lord The one who contributed money turned out to be a poisonous woman, so..."

Zhuang Mengdie's eyelids twitched, and everyone pricked up their ears.

With a thin smile, she said: "Since Miss Zhuang has already begun to be a good person, then she should be a good person to the end and take them in, which is also regarded as a grievance for my young master. Miss Zhuang doesn't have to chase my carriage every day. , wouldn’t everyone be happy!”

Now, Zhuang Mengdie finally understands that Boqing is going to be in front of everyone and force them to take in this group of people in Zhuangfu.

If she doesn't take her in, what she did before is deceiving people, the purpose is just to slander the Bo family and gain a good reputation for the Zhuang family and herself.

Taking a deep breath, she straightened out her messy thoughts and said, "Young Master Bo is a good man, how could he bear it, one day the Zhuang Mansion will become a villain like Bo Manor, a poisonous woman."

At this point, she didn't care too much, and said the previous words without thinking, and the people present couldn't help but feel an uproar in their hearts.

Baoqing immediately sneered, and said in a high voice: "Miss Zhuang is really good at calculating. In this way, your Zhuang family can gain a good reputation without spending a penny or making any effort. Your Zhuang Mansion has no power to resist the suppression, and you are retreating steadily."

Hearing this, Zhuang Mengdie couldn't help being startled, one seemed to be immersed in ice water, what did he say just now, how could he say such a thing?

And the people next to him watched for a long time, and finally figured out one thing, whether it's Ms. Zhuang or the Zhuang's house, they didn't really want to help those people just now. All they did was to suppress the Bo family. , and then take the opportunity to gain a good reputation.

Thinking about this point, everyone couldn't help showing a look of contempt in their eyes. The Zhuang Mansion really knows how to save face, or the Bo Mansion has a lot of background, which has provided those people with free food and drink for so many years.

Zhuang Mengdie was in a hurry: "Young Master Bo, Mengdie didn't mean that."

"What does that mean?" Bo Qing asked with a smile.

"Yes..." Zhuang Mengdie froze, didn't she mean exactly what Boqing said, she wanted to gain a good reputation without spending money or effort?
Just when she was hesitating, the people onlookers started to discuss loudly, "I really didn't expect Miss Zhuang to be such a person, it's disgusting."

"Where is the Bodhisattva alive? It's like a snake and a scorpion."

"She will never be the girl of my dreams again. It's disgusting."

"I don't want to marry her either."

"My Cuihua is better."

"..."

Everyone said something to you, and everyone said something to Zhuang Mengdie.

Zhuang Mengdie wanted to vomit blood at this time. After so many years of painstaking efforts, he finally shaped it into a good description, but it shattered in one fell swoop, and he wanted to cry without tears.

However, after a while, Zhuang Mengdie's tears still dripped to the ground like broken beads.

Although the fault was not in the ruthlessness, but at this moment, it seemed that people who didn't know it would think it was the ruthlessness that bullied her.

Tears, tears again, is this woman made of water? Boqing frowned helplessly, suddenly thought of it, and said softly: "I heard that Ms. Zhuang and her in-laws in Bo's residence have been living with Boqing's Su family. Miss is very friendly."

Zhuang Mengdie didn't know what kind of tricks Boqing was going to play, but everyone knew about this problem, so he nodded slightly without hiding it.

Boqing immediately laughed and said: "My young master also heard that Second Miss Su has always obeyed Miss Zhuang's words."

This is also true. Zhuang Mengdie nodded habitually, then felt something was wrong, and immediately shook his head: "No, no, it's just a little suggestion, just a little suggestion."

His eyes quickly swept across the crowd, and the expressions on their faces were obviously disbelief, and they couldn't help but lower their heads to look at their toes.

(End of this chapter)