You should spend the rest of your life with Qingqing

Chapter 912
Wen Qing'er smiled, and knew that the old lady would be tempted, and it was not in vain that she had put in a lot of effort. God knows how she found a grown-up who wanted to marry and was willing to marry from the corner.

After looking at hundreds of portraits of young masters in a row, Ying Yu has been jealous for a long time because of this matter, the kind who can't be coaxed by a plate of dim sum.

"There is another reason why Mr. Wu is not married at this age. He is a clean and honest official. He never accepts stitches and stitches from others. Before that, he treated Gaotang, who passed away, and borrowed a lot of money from his colleagues. His official robes are torn. Those who are reluctant to make up, even if it is so difficult, Mr. Wu still sticks to his heart, such a person is really rare."

"Now that the money has been repaid, my cousin doesn't need to use her own money to subsidize anything when she gets married. Let's help out more in the house, and Qing'er prepares more dowry for my cousin, so I can live a prosperous life." Fire."

Wen Qing'er took a sip of tea from the tea bowl, and continued: "The girls next to him think Mr. Wu is poor, so they refuse to discuss marriage with Mr. Wu, but Qing'er thinks that such a person is really nice."

"It is said that marrying a wife and a virtuous man is not for sex, and marrying a man for a heart is not for wealth. It is only based on virtue and deeds. Mr. Wu is a bit stretched now, and he will become a great talent when he can. Such a good family can't let it go. of."

Hearing Wen Qing'er's persuasion, the old lady was really moved, and she wished that the marriage of the two families could be settled now, "Then what does Master Wu want? We have to take a good look at each other. "

Wen Qinger couldn't help nodding with a smile: "I told the trustees that Mr. Wu just wanted to marry a virtuous man, so someone told Mr. Wu about our cousin girl in the Hou's mansion, and he heard that it was an old man. There is nothing dissatisfied with the girl next to you, so I came here to beg."

The flattery was beautiful, and the old lady was very satisfied, not only with Wen Qing'er, but also with Mr. Wu, just as she was about to say something more, the door of the room was suddenly slammed from the outside opened.

"Wen Qing'er, you bitch, don't even think about marrying me to anyone! You put all the shabby households on me. What kind of heart do you have? What will the second master think of you if he finds out!"

The person who came was Ying Manrong, but she had been listening outside for a long time, Ying Manrong was not satisfied with everything about Master Wu and Prince Li.

My heart is filled with anger, you, Wen Qinger, married into the Marquis's mansion, can't enjoy the glory and wealth all day long, so why should I let Ying Manrong marry a poor and settled family? It sounds nice, whoever is really good will succeed in the future Great talent.

Whether it's black or white isn't what Wen Qing'er said!
No matter how good that person is, would it be nice to have a second master?
Wen Qing'er just thought that if she became the second master's person, she would be favored by her, so Ying Manrong thought that the old lady would disagree with her being treated like this, but she didn't expect that the old lady would disapprove. The godmother didn't even ask much, and agreed!

She Ying Manrong has served this old godly woman for so many years, but she actually served a white-eyed wolf!
The old lady knew before that Ying Manrong liked to eavesdrop on her conversations with others, she didn't expect that she didn't even cover up now, she was so presumptuous, it seemed that it was because of her own indulgence that she raised Ying Manrong so well It's getting more and more irregular!
The old lady immediately reprimanded her coldly, "You are presumptuous, Qinger is Mrs. Hou, I know you are disrespectful in your heart, and now you don't even want face, did I teach you to read and write to the stomach of a dog!"

(End of this chapter)