Xu Ang couldn't help but cautiously remind the young marshal: "Young marshal... Madam seems to be angry."
Yi Jian raised her eyebrows and glanced at Xu Ang. After a long while, she slowly replied: "I know."
Then he continued to walk calmly and walked upstairs.
Xu Ang's eyes widened. The young marshal knew? Still like this? I don't understand, I don't understand...
In his subconscious mind, the Young Marshal does everything he does calmly, leisurely, and unhurriedly. Only when he meets the Young Marshal's wife does the Young Marshal's shocking and peerless appearance appear.
A vivid expression makes people know that this man is a living existence.
Zhongqing returned to the house, looked at the familiar environment, and thought that she and Yi Jian had lived here for so long, as if her and his breath had been deeply imprinted on this house.
As soon as she breathed in, she could smell the light scent of mint, which seemed to be emanating from Yi Jian's body.
Although he is not here, he still exists.
As she smelled it, she felt that her heart began to feel sour for no reason.
She sat unsteadily on the sofa and looked at a bottle of French red wine placed there. Xu Ang had put it over on the night of their wedding. No one had ever drunk it.
People say that drinking wine relieves sorrow.
Zhongqing wondered if she would not feel so sad after drinking.
In fact, the sadness she was feeling at this time was something she had never experienced in her life before. It was like being bitten by countless ants, and then being forcefully filled with jealousy. She felt sour in her heart.
, all the internal organs were sour, and the discomfort was fatal.
She didn't want to make herself feel so uncomfortable. She picked up the red wine and poured it into a cup on the side. In fact, she had never drank alcohol, but she thought the taste was very unpleasant and spicy.
Choking!
Zhongqing looked at the red liquid, shook it, then picked it up and drank it in one gulp.
Red wine is less irritating than white wine, and it also has a mellow taste. After Zhong Qing drank it, she didn't feel that it tasted so bad. She blinked her eyes, poured another glass, and drank it all in one gulp.