She subconsciously ran downstairs to chase him, but who knew that the car was going very fast, and in the blink of an eye, it disappeared without a trace. She came down from the second floor in disheveled clothes and walked out of the house in the hometown.
By that time, they had gone far.
Zhong Qing hurriedly walked towards the bridge of her hometown. She only approved a piece of clothing and didn't wear any underwear. She looked a bit charming. Those people glanced away and did not dare to look at Zhong Qing.
She didn't wear any shoes, and after taking two steps, her feet were sore from the intersection, and she finally fell to the ground accidentally.
The servant from the hometown quickly stepped forward and supported Zhong Qing, "Madam Young Marshal, Madam Young Marshal..."
Zhongqing didn't say a word, letting the people help her up, and stood there without moving.
Tonight is the Yi family's monthly family dinner.
Ziyuan came to the hometown as usual and asked the young marshal if he had any special instructions. From a distance, he saw the young marshal's car leaving, and the young marshal's wife stood there, looking at it dreamily, with a smile on her face.
Feeling a little anxious.
Ziyuan was good at observing people's words and had been with the eldest lady for such a long time, so she could tell that the young marshal and his wife seemed to be quarreling.
She secretly made a note in her heart that she would tell the eldest lady later. She walked up to Zhong Qing and asked with great respect: "Young Marshal, madam, what are your instructions for the family banquet tonight?
Really? Do you have any orders from the young marshal?"
Zhong Qing shook her head and calmed down. Naturally, her thoughts changed very quickly, and she would not let others see the joke. She smiled politely at Ziyuan: "No, just follow the young marshal's usual habits.
alright."
"Yes, Madam Young Marshal." Ziyuan answered, then looked at Zhong Qing carefully, and asked softly: "Madam Young Marshal, what's wrong with you?"
"It's nothing, I just saw off the young marshal." Zhong Qing turned around without talking to Ziyuan. With the help of the servant, she walked towards the house in the hometown.
Ziyuan looked at Zhongqing's figure, but she just smiled softly, then turned around, returned to the eldest lady's courtyard, and described everything she saw to the eldest lady in detail.
Read it again.
When the eldest lady heard such news, she frowned at first, then couldn't help but smile and said lightly.
