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Chapter 102 Chapter 101
Chapter 102 Chapter One Hundred and One
Seeing that Uncle Rong didn't blame himself, Ouyang Feng was relieved.
"Mr. Ouyang, is the current money enough?" Jia Rong asked.
Ouyang Feng had a lot of gold and silver left in his hand: "Go back to my lord, I have plenty of money, if I need it urgently, I will ask Housekeeper Yin Tianzheng for instructions."
"Okay. Recently, a girl named Xiaocui contacted you. She is one of my own. You can talk to her about anything." Jia Rong laughed.
"Yes." Ouyang Feng replied.
Jia Rong took out Ji Gang from the system space.
Ji Gang bowed and kowtowed: "See you, sir."
"Excuse me, in the future you will follow this Mr. Ouyang to do intelligence work, and you must assist him well." Jia Rong ordered.
The two saluted each other.
"Of order, sir, please rest assured." Ji Gang observed Mr. Ouyang, feeling that he was unfathomable.
"Then you guys talk first, I'll go home." Jia Rong laughed.
The two bowed and saluted: "Congratulations to the uncle."
When Uncle Rong returned to the mansion, the concierge informed his wife that he was invited.
Little maid: "Master Rong is here."
Youshi sat upright, while Yindie stood beside her with a sad face.
Jia Rong entered the room, feeling a bit depressed: "Greetings to my wife."
"Yindie, go and guard the gate." His wife You Shi ordered.
"Yes, ma'am." Yindie agreed.
Yindie's nasal voice was a bit heavy, and Uncle Rong felt that she didn't listen to him that night: "Yindie, didn't you drink ginger soup?"
"Master, can we talk about it later?" Yindie said with a sore nose and was moved from the bottom of her heart.
Jia Rong's heart moved: "Well, you go first."
"Madam, what's the matter?" Jia Rong wondered.
"Come and sit down." Youshi's face was as cold as ice.
Jia Rong didn't know what happened to her and she was in a bad mood, so she walked over to eat her rouge to comfort her.
"Brother Rong, be good, let me talk." The frost on Youshi's face melted, and he took a big breath of air.
"Say, I'm listening." Uncle Rong sat beside her.
"Yindie caught the wind and cold. I asked the reason, and she told me what happened that night. I am very worried about you. Now you have lost a lot of weight. It is cold in winter. Why are you outside? If you get sick, you let us in the mansion What should these women do? Why don't they take care of their bodies.
You can give her to you at any time in the house, and I didn't say a word in the past. Youshi wept, and then said: "I thought that I was not qualified to control you, and then I thought that you are the person I entrust with my life. How can I not persuade you?" "
Uncle Rong was moved in his heart. There is true love in this world. He stretched out his hand to use the Nine Suns Magic Art, gently picked her up, put her on his lap, and ate her tears: "Sister, I was wrong, you punish me."
Youshi ignored him, weeping sadly.
"My good sister, I will depend on you, don't cry, be good."
Youshi was emotional, his lips were cold, and he gave him the rouge: "In the future, you must think about us. There are hundreds of girls in the family, whoever you like, tell me that you should take care of your body."
"Well, now I only have my eyes on you, what do you think should I do?" Uncle Rong asked her.
"Who stopped you, hum." Youshi said stiffly.
"Tonight, I'll spend the night here. I'll ask Yindie to send someone to inform Tianxianglou, so that they don't panic." Uncle Rong said.
"Yeah." Youshi got up, obediently becoming a cat.
Uncle Rong kissed her and left the house.
"Master." Yindie threw herself into Jia Rong's arms.
"You are loyal, I like you." Uncle Rong hugged her.
Yindie felt wronged, her eyes flushed, and she shed tears silently: "If you don't dislike it, I will be satisfied."
Jia Rong touched her hair: "When you are a little later, find a maid to report to Tianxianglou that I am drunk outside and live in a nearby courtyard. I will live there tonight, and you will go too, okay?"
Yindie rejoiced in her heart: "Whoever wants to go, I'm sick and need to rest."
Jia Rong speaks with action.
"Master, I'll go, let me go." Yindie subdued in a low voice, her beloved uncle, comforting herself.
Uncle Rong returned to the house: "I will live in a nearby yard tonight, and I asked Yindie to arrange it."
"Brother Rong, I finally waited for you, so you know how wronged I have been these past few years." You Shi burst into tears, the life of the past few years is already unbearable, and the only thing left is gratitude and love for Brother Rong.
"Good sister, don't cry anymore." Uncle Rong comforted her.
The tears were wiped away by Brother Rong's kiss, and Youshi's heart was burning with passion: "Well, my brother will have dinner later, go to the small courtyard to talk."
Uncle Rong ate a few mouthfuls of rice indiscriminately, which made his wife Youshi say him.
It's a beautiful night.
In the early morning, when it was still dark at three o'clock in the morning, Youshi took Yindie back to wash in a hurry, waiting for her to deal with all the big and small matters in the mansion.
"Sign in."
"Ding, you got the letterhead of a certain face-mighty Mengtian Great Immortal. Remarks: A mysterious, powerful, and deeply blessed immortal, the letterhead that accidentally dropped while walking in the world of mortals."
Jia Rong opened the letterhead: "..."
How much drunk the world of mortals can be, who will listen to the strings of mountains and rivers.
It was bright day, and his wife, You Shi, sent a group of maids to help Uncle Rong wash up.
One of the servant girls smiled and said, "Master, Mr. Feng Ziying posted a message yesterday, and he will come to the house this morning."
"Understood." Uncle Rong said lazily, "Go back and find a maid and tell Butler Yin to meet in his study."
"Yes."
Uncle Rong got up and finished washing, got into the carriage and went to the study.
The three girls in the study surrounded Uncle Rong.
"Xiren, go pass the breakfast, Xiangling, go make tea."
The two took their orders.
"Qingwen, follow me into the room."
Qingwen followed in, her big eyes showing confusion: "Master, what are you going to do in the early morning?"
"Of course it is to enforce the family rules. Accept the punishment." Uncle Rong explained.
After a while, Xiren entered the room and found Qingwen's face was red, her expression was cute, and she was asking the uncle for leave for half an hour, knowing that she was not having a story: "Sister Qingwen, what's the matter today, why is she not feeling well?"
"My good sister, what are you asking, don't you know my uncle's temper? He's very bad." Qingwen's body was sore and weak, and her heart was intoxicated.
Xiang Ling served tea: "Master, please use tea."
Uncle Rong sat on the sofa and nodded, smelling the aroma of the tea: "Xiangling's tea making skills have been passed down."
"That's right, sister Xiren and I taught it hand in hand." Qingwen began to show her merits, feeling proud, and took the opportunity to drink the good tea from the uncle, hehe.
"If you don't go back, I don't think you should ask for leave." Uncle Rong threatened the little girl.
Qingwen knew that she was in the wrong, but her words were not forgiving: "Hmph, I'll go back and take it out on me all morning."
"I really spoiled you, go back quickly." Uncle Rong was helpless, the little girl's natural temper was easy and hard to change.Now her living conditions are good, better than when she was in Xifu too much, and she has been raised with a delicate heart and dare to speak out.
The little girl rolled her eyes at her beloved uncle, walked a few steps, turned her head and smiled at him, and walked briskly out of the study.
The cute, delicate, glamorous, provocative Uncle Rong's eyes straightened.
"Uncle's tea is getting cold, drink it quickly." Xiren said with a smile.
(End of this chapter)