The sixth young lady of the Zhong family is really beautiful, not much worse than the young handsome man!
Yi Jian didn't look at her, the coldness on her body condensed bit by bit.
I don’t know what’s wrong, I just feel like I can’t sit still.
My whole body became calmer and calmer.
When he gets angry, his already taciturn nature becomes even less taciturn.
When he gets angry, his already extremely cold temperament becomes even colder and frightening.
When he gets angry, his already very light temperament becomes even quieter, as if he doesn't exist at all.
However, it is impossible to ignore his existence.
Zhuoran... Zhuoran... Zhuoran...
Xiaohuan... Xiaohuan... Xiaohuan...
I said three sentences, each sentence had a small ring, and the words were full of excellence!
It's not that she doesn't have someone she likes in her heart, I'm afraid it's not him she likes...
Yi Jian became a little absent-minded. He sat there motionless and made no sound for a long time.
He just looked quietly into the distance, showing an expression he had never seen before, almost sad.
No one at the table dared to look directly at the young marshal. A peek would make their heart beat faster for a while, let alone keep staring.
Therefore, it is natural that no change in his demeanor can be detected.
Only Xu Ang stood there, unable to believe that this was the young marshal he had followed for so long, the young marshal who never showed his emotions...
Zhongqing didn't notice the difference in Yi Jian. She stared at Xiaohuan in her arms intently, with deep pity in her eyes. Such gentle eyes seemed to see the warm second wife who was married in Xiaohuan.
sister.
Xu Ang stood there, not knowing what to do for a while.
One is becoming more and more gentle, while the other is becoming more and more cold...
These two people...
Fortunately, someone came to break the deadlock.
It's a little maid who wants to see the eldest lady.
The eldest lady was in a good mood. She was talking about Xiao Huan with Zhong Qing and the others. Zhong Qing was always good at talking, and she made the eldest lady very happy with just a few words.
He was suddenly interrupted.
The eldest lady frowned, looking there with a bit of displeasure in her eyes: "What's going on?"
After all, she is the eldest lady and has been the matron of the house for so many years, so her words are full of aura.
The little maid was so frightened that she quickly knelt on the ground, not daring to look at the people at the table, and said hesitantly: "It's...it's Miss He..."