"Come back to Young Marshal, these are Miss Zhong's clothes. I thought they were bad, so I took them and threw them away." The little maid replied politely.
The Yi family has always been like this. If the clothes are a little bit damaged, they will be thrown away. Of course, Miss Zhong is now the treasure in the hands of the eldest wife of the Yi family. How can she let the bad clothes stay there?
Xu Ang didn't know that Yi Jian bought this dress for Zhong Qing. He also understood the rules of the Yi family, so he didn't say anything. He just thought that the young commander was in a daze again, so he waved his hand and let the little maid hold him.
The clothes went away.
Yi Jian just stood there, with a leisurely and elegant posture, and a lingering sadness flashed in his eyes.
It turns out...she hates him so much that she doesn't even want the only thing he left her...
Xu Ang moved his mouth slightly, as if to call the young marshal back to his senses. In fact, in the past few days, he almost went to Miss Zhong and begged her to take a look at the young marshal. Even if he didn't love him, then he would
He also pretended to be nice to the young commander.
But...he didn't dare to act rashly without the young commander's intention.
Yi Jian seemed to have noticed the movement, and her charming eyes moved slowly. There was no emotion in them, and she didn't know when they started, but they had been quietly hidden to the bottom.
He walked towards the house where the family banquet was taking place.
As soon as he stepped in, everyone in the room fell silent instantly.
The aunts and ladies blushed slightly, and their eyes were fixed on him, glued to him.
As usual, he kept his expression low and walked slowly to the table next to the eldest lady and sat down.
Xu Ang stood aside and waited.
He Anyuan sat next to him, her eyes always revolved around him, the light in her eyes was so silly and full of longing.
"Young Marshal, are you here?" the eldest lady said to Yi Jian with a bright smile.
Yi Jian nodded, but did not speak. Instead, he sat there lazily, closing his eyes and cutting off the world.
A few days later, Zhongqing saw him again, but she was no longer afraid... Instead, an indescribable sense of trance swept over her.
She suddenly didn't understand whether she had ever had physical contact with this man.
She couldn't tell whether this man at this moment was a young commander or a man she had been with before.
