Ruan Qing was afraid that her image in the husband's mind would be that of a woman who was ungrateful and shameless, so she quickly continued: "When I heard that the young master stayed in our Xinghua Village for treatment because of poisoning, I thought that the medical skills of the doctors in this village were not as good as those at Yaohe Hall in the town.
Hello Doctor Chen, if you don’t mind, I would like to invite Doctor Chen to come and examine you."
Her voice is as gentle as a magpie, her demeanor is upright, and her words are well-spoken, making people think that this girl is kind-hearted and generous.
Everyone thought Jun Ziqian would accept her kindness, but they didn't expect Ruan Qing to lose her composure again with her faint words.
His voice was cold: "This girl, you and I are strangers. Why are you so attentive?"
attentive?
This is not to say that she, Ruan Qing, has no sense of shame. When she meets a man for the first time, she is impatient and courteous even before they know each other.
puff!
Someone in the crowd is laughing.
This delicate flower in Xinghua Village is as beautiful as a peacock, but one day it will be ignored.
Ruan Qing's beautiful face was blue and red, and she was ashamed of herself.
She bit her lip, but felt unwilling to do so: "Sir, Ruan Qing only means well, how can you misinterpret my daughter's intentions?"
In my heart, I scolded those mud-legged villagers one by one.
You dare to laugh at me. It seems that your life is too easy.
A hint of sinisterness quickly flashed across Ruan Qing's eyes.
Jun Ziqian glanced sharply, and his empty eyes turned into a captivating and enchanting look.
Ruan Qing raised his head and looked straight at Jun Ziqian. Seeing that face up close, he felt that it was even more stunningly handsome.
Her eyes touched those monster-like dark eyes, and in an instant, Ruan Qing felt that all the blood was flowing straight to her chest and to her face, making her panic, hot... and a little scared.
My intuition tells me that this man must be extraordinary.
Jun Ziqian lightly brushed his sleeves and said in a very calm tone: "That will only disappoint the girl's good intentions. I don't need it."
He turned around, leaving everyone with an unparalleled figure from his back, and left.
"Son..."
Ruan Qing wanted to stay, but he had already gone far away. She was so angry that she cursed these stupid people in her heart for preventing her from getting along with her husband.
She was twisting the silk handkerchief tightly in her hand, but she still tried hard to maintain her ladylike appearance and not to be looked down upon.
Turning his head, he finally looked at Ye Youlan and took a look.
He looked ordinary, not pretty at all, his hair was tied with a chopstick, he was wearing coarse clothes and pants, and his whole body was covered in mud.
Ruan Qing's eyes were full of disgust.
A perfect country boy.
"You." Ruan Qing called to Ye Youlan.
Although she still looked like a lady, her tone and attitude were much colder, and she was full of arrogance.
Ye Youlan blinked and pointed at herself: "Ah? Are you calling me?"
Ruan Qing looked at her coldly: "Did you save the young master?"
"Master? Are you talking about Yanzhi's brother? I saved him." Ye Youlan curled her lips, not liking the woman in front of her very much.
Ruan Qing's face was filled with joy: "The young master's name is Yanzhi?"
She suppressed the joy in her heart, walked to Ye Youlan and whispered softly: "I heard that my sister is the niece of Aunt Ying's family. My name is Ruan Qing. I wonder what my sister's name is?"
Seeing the smile on her face, Ye Youlan subconsciously avoided her approach before replying: "My name is Xiaolan."
Her avoidance made Ruan Qing's face darken.
Damn stinky girl, she's just a country brat. I gave her face for the sake of Young Master Yan. I didn't expect that she would dare to do this to me!
If it weren't for this stinky girl to get close to the young master of the feast, she would have let this country mud-legged man roll as far as he could.