Chapter 79: Are you going to keep your husband out?
Wei Jianjia looked slightly uncomfortable when she heard that she just waved her hand and told Ruixue to go back to her room to rest. Without saying anything, she looked at her daughter's boudoir and sighed sadly.
Yes, she has been living in the Bai family for many years and has lived her life peacefully, but she has never thought about it. She has a daughter beside her. Her daughter's future seems to have never been considered by her and she doesn't know.
When did my daughter have her own thoughts?
Rong Junye, thinking of the docile, courteous, gentle and fair-skinned young man at the family banquet, a trace of sadness flashed across Wei Jianjia's face. Wasn't it the same when she met Bai Zhongyuan?
At a cocktail party, she was teased by a squire and a playboy. It was the man with a gentle smile who took her away from the cocktail party. Like all the stories of talented men and beautiful women, they staged romantic dramas.
It was just that she was young and ignorant at that time, but she didn't know that he already had two wives at home. If time went back, she thought, she would only be the Wei Jianjia who leaned against the building and sang late at night, and then there would be no such thing.
Today's "beautiful girl is old and lonely", and that person will not just leave like that
Wei Jianjia sighed and rested under the lamp for a moment. Suddenly she heard a knock on the door. She was startled for a moment, looked at the figure under the candlelight, slowly stood up, walked towards the door, and opened it.
His face turned pale involuntarily, and this quiet night seemed even more peaceful.
The pear blossoms melted in the moonlight in the courtyard, there was a gentle breeze in the catkins pond, and the shadows of candles in the room faded. Looking at the sudden figure in front of her, Wei Jianjia's face turned from a momentary shock to calmness, and her eyes no longer had the charm of her youth.
Standing outside the door is Bai Zhongyuan, who has not set foot in Yanye Pavilion in five years. Bai Lang, who was shoulder to shoulder under the lamp, is still as gentle as before, but Wei Jianjia can no longer recall the dance she once danced for him. Bai Zhongyuan Chuan
He put on a moon-white gown and looked at Wei Jianjia with clear eyes: "It's windy at night, so why don't you let your husband-in-law stand outside the door like this and not invite me in?"
"It's getting late. If you don't have anything to do, master, you'd better go back. I'm a little tired and want to rest early!" Wei Jianjia said coldly and coldly. She turned to him with an indifferent side and her right foot had already returned to the room.
He was about to close the door, but Bai Zhongyuan held him down. Bai Zhongyuan looked annoyed and walked straight in, but Wei Jianjia couldn't stop him.