MTL - After Reincarnating, an Evil Consort Only Wants to Torture Scums-Chapter 611 616：
Chapter 611 616:
He Yu: "..."
It's all ready and owes him only a nod to this east wind.
He Yu's tangled eyebrows were almost twitched into pimples. If you say that the An Guogong's mansion is really an incomparably noble and wealthy family, he never thought in his life that he would have the opportunity to become an in-law with An Guogong.
But if he married his daughter and was killed within a few days, how could he explain to his dead wife?
Seeing that He Yu didn't agree immediately, Mrs. Marquis Wu'an was secretly delighted, and was about to say no, when she suddenly heard Lu Xiang's sweet voice from beside her: "Your Majesty is worried about Sister Yan's fate, but my brother-in-law is also sincere, It's better to let Sister Yan decide for herself, if she doesn't like it, Brother Yi won't force her."
Marquis Wu An hesitated, most likely because of Song Yanjun's reputation for restraining his wife, but she didn't think that Song Yanjun really restrained his wife. It might be a coincidence that his third concubine did not live long, but it was exaggerated and spread by interested people. .
Everyone echoes what others say. Superstition means that if you believe it, you have it, and if you don’t believe it, you don’t have it.
As long as Sister Yan doesn't believe it, there will be no such thing as restraining a wife.
If she is unwilling because of Song Yanjun's reputation of restraining his wife, then she should respect it.
What's more, if Song Yanjun really wiped him out, he must not be held responsible.
After Lu Xiang finished speaking, Mrs. Marquis Wu'an choked with anger, her face turned blue and red, which was extremely ugly.
Let He Zhiyan choose?
That dead girl didn't respond happily.
Don't think she doesn't know, He Zhiyan has long wanted to get rid of herself, and now that such a good opportunity is in front of her, she will definitely not refuse.
As for Song Yanjun's restraint of his wife...
Mrs. Marquis Wu'an deeply felt that He Zhiyan might not care.
He Yu didn't know that his wife was so angry that she was almost out of breath. Hearing Lu Xiang's suggestion, he nodded his head without hesitation: "Miss San is right, the son understands what the son wants, please wait for a few days, and wait a few days. I have asked the little girl what she thinks and then I will give the son an answer."
"Okay, then the younger generation will go back to the house and wait for the good news." Song Yanjun nodded and smiled: "Then I won't bother you, and I will leave first."
He Yu politely got up to see off the guests: "My son, go slowly."
Before Song Yanjun left, he gave Lu Xiang a subtle wink. The meaning in his eyes clearly stated that whether I can marry a wife depends on you.
Lu Xiang really wanted to roll her eyes to the sky, she understood Song Yanjun's intention of asking Director Yan to bring her to Marquis Wu'an's mansion.
Be a lobbyist.
The corner of Lu Xiang's mouth twitched slightly, and he winked at Song Yanjun: I will try my best!
She is very happy to let He Zhiyan be her sister-in-law, but she doesn't do things that force people.
"Ma'am, I want to find Sister Yan, is it convenient?" Lu Xiang looked at Madam Wu Anhou and asked with a sweet smile.
Madam Wu'an Hou said that she wanted to see off the guests, so stuck in her throat that she couldn't get out, almost suffocating her to death.
Can she say no?
After a while, Marquis Wu'an forced a smile on her face and said to Lu Xiang, "Naturally, it's convenient. Come and take Third Miss Lu to Missy's yard."
Song Yanjun did not avoid other people when he came to ask for marriage, so the news soon spread in the Hou's mansion. When Lu Xiang was standing in front of He Zhiyan's courtyard, He Zhimiao had already rushed into the master's house like a bull. hospital.
"Mom, mother, mother..."
She ran and shouted, and ran into Mrs. Wu'anhou's room like the wind.
"Is it true that An Guogong's son wants to marry He Zhiyan?"
He Zhimiao asked out of breath, her little face flushed because of running all the way here.
(end of this chapter)
