The Male Wife

Before Pei Cheng had time to untie himself, Jiang Rongzhi sent a domestic servant to come to him and said that there was something else to discuss.

The thing is to separate.

Pei Cheng was sitting on a chair with a cup of steaming hot tea in front of him. He picked it up and did not drink it, but held it in his hand to keep warm. ? "

Jiang Rongzhi's eyebrows are all cold, and the things that happened to the Jiang family recently depended on Pei Cheng's body, which made him feel disgusting. The group of people never considered the consequences when they did things. I just want to push on the innocent people, and don't care about the others.

This made Jiang Rongzhi very angry.

"If we are separated, our future life may not be as good as staying at the Jiang family." Jiang Rinzhi said lightly: "It's not good to eat bran pharyngeal, but it's not going to be any better."

Pei Cheng spent a few years in the partial house, when he said that he would be sent to the partial house to slowly adjust his body, and wait for his body to get better before returning, but which wise person could not hear him being abandoned in disguise? Therefore, Pei Cheng's life in the partial house was not much better.

Although there are still domestic servants and women around, but life is not very smooth.

"In the past years, the days in the partial courtyard were not much better. If they were separated, they might be freer than they are now." Pei Cheng chuckled, but the smile didn't reach his eyes.

Jiang Rongzhi saw his reluctance, and after considering it, said: "If you are reluctant to separate, then I will send someone to reject Xiyuan." "No." Pei Cheng refused without thinking, he understood Jiang Rinzhi was caring about herself, "The separation is the best future for you, me, and knowledge. The second grandfather doesn't have to worry too much. I'm just now, just for a while ..."

He can't make up.

Jiang Rongzhi did not question Pei Cheng, he thought the other party was still worried about what happened last night. In fact, Jiang Rongzhi has not yet understood why the seemingly harmless Pei Cheng can actually kill people.

For this, Jiang Rongzhi, who is puzzled, can only attribute everything to the end. Rabbits will kill others when they are anxious, and Pei Cheng will kill people if they are anxious.

Pei Cheng knew that he was not afraid of the two people he killed indirectly last night. He was only worried that after leaving the Jiang family, he would not be able to find the wicked domestic servants who framed him for adultery with outsiders.

But Pei Cheng calmed down quickly. He thought that if the villainous domestic servant who framed his adultery with an outsider in the previous life was sent from the Jiang family's house, it would indicate that the person he needs to find may have appeared in the eyelids. under.

The Jiang's house can instruct others to frame themselves, and they can be so disgusted that they can't wait to die. Except for those in Xiyuan, Pei Cheng can't think of anyone else.

Pei Cheng exhaled deeply, saying, "Second Lord, there is no need to go back to the people of Xiyuan. The separation is good to everyone, and I agree to separate."

"I will go to Beiyuan to talk to my brother in person in the future." Jiang Rong looked at Pei Cheng from top to bottom and saw that his expression gradually improved, and he didn't take this matter to heart anymore. The courtyard and the Xiyuan and Beiyuan have never been one. If you get little after the separation, your wife should not regret it. "

Since Pei Cheng had died once, if he wasn't trying to find out who had killed himself behind the scenes in the last life, he would never want to step into the Jiang family where people eat and don't spit bones. It was just that there was no chance before, so he could only strangle those who should not be careful in the swaddle.

Pei Cheng said: "This Jiang's back house is not a place where I am willing to stay. If I can leave, I will naturally be willing."

"If Madam really thinks this way, then I will be relieved." Jiang Rongzhi did not know whether it was true or false.

Pei Cheng said: "Second Lord, I have heard about this morning. The two maidservants drowned in the lotus pond when they fled, or were they really killed?"

Jiang Rinzhi heard the words, raised her eyebrows, looked at Pei Cheng with a smile, and said, "Everyone is dead. Madam, don't worry about these things too much."

"Huh." Pei Cheng panicked, conditioned to avoid Jiang Linzhi's line of sight. He didn't know why, he always felt that Jiang Lingzhi could see through things in his own eyes, so every time he was the other party's When the line of sight came, Pei Cheng would involuntarily avoid Jiang Linzhi's line of sight.

Jiang Rin saw him like this, and did not continue to force him.

The door of the "creak" study was pushed open.

The two adults in the house were startled and looked at the direction of the door subconsciously.

Jiang Yanzhi had a small face, and he was still holding a writing brush with ink down. His eyes were red, and he was looking for someone.

Pei Cheng frowned and said, "Why didn't anyone leave you to follow you."

Donglai walked in carefully from the outside and crouched down, saying, "Master, please give the pen to the minions. If you can't take this thing in, it will stain the house."

Jiang Yanzhi put the brush in Donglai's arms, and with a burst of gas, ran like a furry little animal, and ran into Pei Cheng's arms with his dark hands. Still firmly holding Pei Cheng's clothes corner.

Pei Cheng's originally uncomfortable mood softened in an instant, and he couldn't be angry. Finally, he could only knock on Jiang Yanzhi's head lightly and said, "You stained my clothes."

Jiang Rongzhi sat down calmly and looked down at the interactive father and son with a pair of eyes. The cold heart moved suddenly. Something seemed to be touched.

Turning his head like a disguise, Jiang Rongzhi no longer looked at them, but picked up half of the books he had seen before and continued reading. But I don't know why. I usually have no fluctuating heart, but today I'm so powerful that I can't even read the book.

Jiang Yanzhi's mood improved a little, and he got out of Pei Cheng's arms with a reluctant face, and ran out in a trot, leaving Pei Cheng inexplicable.

Donglai wanted to say something, but then thought of Jiang Yanzhi's previous command, and finally he could only swallow the words that were about to come to his mouth. If the heart said that he would tell his wife in advance, he said that the young master would be angry with himself. .

It didn't take long for Jiang Yanzhi to hum back and ran back, he didn't take anything in his hand, as if going out and just turning around.

Pei Cheng was surprised. At this time, a domestic servant walked in with a piece of rice paper. The black ink on the rice paper could still be seen vaguely. Pei Cheng moved, and pulled out the little guy who was still dead in his arms, and got up The servant took the rice paper in his hand and took Jiang Yanzhi with his head up, looking at Pei Cheng babble.

Pei Cheng opened the rice paper, and it was not surprising to see that there was black ink that hadn't dried in the air. He raised his eyebrows and felt even more surprised. He originally thought that Jiang Yan knew to show off the words he had recently practiced, but it turned out that it was quite ugly to show off a painting that had not been painted.

Pei Cheng was reluctant to crack down on the little guy's self-esteem, but he couldn't help conscience to say that this is a very good-looking painting. He looked at Jiang Rongzhi's direction with suspicion. Painting, so Jiang Yanzhi's paintings should have been taught by Jiang Rinzhi.

Jiang Rongzhi stood up and walked to Pei Cheng's side, the two leaned closer, which made Pei Cheng a little uncomfortable and walked a few steps aside, but Jiang Linzhi's attitude was extremely tough. , Half-forced and obedient to pull back.

Pei Cheng pursed his lips and allowed Jiang Rongzhi, who was standing behind him, to contemplate the painting on his hand.

Jiang Yanzhi has not been praised for a long time, and his mood is very ups and downs, especially when he saw that Jiang Rongzhi actually came to see his paintings, which made Jiang Yanzhi look forward to it even more.

"Dad." Jiang Yanzhi looked at Pei Cheng's leg, his eyes full of expectation.

Pei Cheng looked at Jiang Rongzhi subconsciously.

Jiang Rongzhi received Pei Cheng's eyes for help, lowered his eyes, clenched his fists with one hand, coughed on his lips, and then said: "Well, yes."

However, Jiang Yanzhi didn't take Jiang Lingzhi's encouragement at all. He looked at Pei Cheng anxiously, hoping that his father would look at himself, and he still held Pei Cheng's hand.

Pei Cheng had no choice but to grind him. In the end, he could only squat down and stare at him, saying, "Who are you painting?"

"Hmm ..." Jiang Yan knew the rare bashfulness, his hands clasped together, and his eyes flickered away from Pei Cheng, but from time to time he floated his eyes on Pei Cheng's body.

Pei Cheng was baffled by his eyes, and later he didn't know what he thought of. His face was black, and he tentatively said, "Are you painting me in this painting?"

Jiang Yanzhi nodded disappointedly. He thought his father would see it by himself. "Daddy doesn't like it?"

Pei Cheng really can't like it, but he doesn't want to attack him, and finally said: "You only paint me, what about your father?"

Jiang Yanzhi looked at Pei Cheng dumbfounded. Finally, he was a little unhappy. He jumped up, grabbed the drawing paper Jiang Rongzhi had in his hand, turned and ran out.

Pei Cheng did not respond for a while. He always felt that Jiang Yan knew that he would not lose his temper with himself, and would always be like a little white rabbit.

"Go and coax." Jiang Rongzhi turned and walked to the low couch, sitting down, and after getting closer to Pei Cheng, the original messy heart was suddenly quiet, I don't know why, he still felt a bit sweet .

Pei Cheng exhaled deeply, not paying attention to the weird look on Jiang Rongzhi's face, and turned and ran out to chase the little one.

Mo family.

The news that Mo Jinqi was crying home came to the ear of Mo Family Master. He slammed the table and shouted: "Does the Jiang family think that our Mo family's daughter can be chosen casually. Call it if you like it. Go and throw it back if you don't like it. Come, prepare the sedan! "

The butler agreed and turned around to prepare.

The Mo family thought more and more anger, and later turned the tea cup in front of him to the ground.

The hot tea was poured on the ground, and the heat kept rising.