MTL - Vicious Male Partner is a Girl-Chapter 6 sarcastic

Shen Xiangpei is full of confidence and is sure that Shen Jun will choose himself between Shen Fengzhang and himself. She was confidently waiting to save face, but she didn't think about it, but she heard Shen Juan speak.

"Thank you, Second Lady. But I have already agreed with Xiao Langjun."

Shen Xiangpei watched as Shen Jun smiled apologetically at himself, and then walked towards the first bullock cart.

Before she could say anything, she saw the cousin of the second room deliberately walking past her, squinting at her, and said meaningfully, "Some people..."

In the Shen family, Shen Xiangpei has always been praised. Old Mrs. Shen loves her, Yu Shi and Zheng Shi dote on her, not to mention Shen Fengzhang, they obey her in everything. How could the arrogant Shen Xiangpei bear being treated so lowly at the gate this time!

Shen Xiangpei was so angry that his body trembled slightly, and he clenched his silver teeth tightly. The third lady has always had a small belly and likes to be jealous of her, she is already used to it. However, the second brother—

It's getting worse and worse! When grandma comes back, you must have a good talk with grandma! Let grandma take good care of the second brother. Otherwise, the Shen family will be defeated by the second brother sooner or later!

Shen Xiangpei took a deep breath, covered her angry face, restored her elegant appearance, and walked towards the elegant and chic car in the middle.

On the exquisite and rich bullock cart, Shen Xiangyao snorted softly, "Pretending to be!"

She let go of the gold silk embroidered curtain, sat back on the soft cushion, recalling how Shen Xiangpei was so angry just now, she felt very comfortable. They are all the little ladies of the Shen family, so how can Shen Xiangpei have smooth sailing, gain a good reputation, and enjoy all the glory and wealth!

In her previous life, Shen Fengzhang first held Shen Xiangpei as the Duke of the county, and then Shen Jun held the power to take care of her everywhere.

Thinking of her previous life, Jingchai in commoner clothes was standing by the side of the road with a bucket of slops, while Shen Xiangpei was dressed in white clothes and slowly drove past in a bullock cart. Shen Xiangyao subconsciously clenched the ribbon on her skirt.

Her eyes were somewhat fierce. In this life, she must help Adi **** Shen Fengzhang's Duke of the county, and then replace Shen Xiangpei's position in Shen Juan's heart!

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The three teams drove forward slowly, with the same destination, all of them were Zhongshan Beiyuan.

In the first car, Shen Juan originally thought that Shen Fengzhang would not miss this opportunity to humiliate and mock him along the way, but she just asked him to stay away from her with a look of disgust.

"Young Lord is so hateful." Li Miao whispered indignantly next to Shen Juan's ear. The tone and posture of Xiao Langjun's speech just now, as if Da Langjun is a stinking dead fish, and the smell will be stained if he gets closer, "Mr. Lang, you shouldn't have rejected Er Niangzi just now."

While telling Li Miao to shut up softly, Shen Jun took the initiative to sit at the farthest place from Shen Fengzhang.

He didn't pay attention to this disgust. Following Shen Xiangpei, he can only meet a group of girls from aristocratic families, which are of no use to him. What's more, Shen Xiangpei was just taking a gamble, and he would definitely regret it when he calmed down.

The wooden wheels turned round and round, making a slight creaking sound. Listening to that slight sound, Shen Juan felt a little ridiculous when he thought of the scene at the door just now.

A banquet, three teams of chariots and horses.

Back then, old Mrs. Shen was a mighty warrior and had a great reputation, but none of the juniors was like him. Shen Xiangpei is arrogant and competitive; Shen Xiangyao of the second room is narrow-minded and likes to calculate; there is another Shen Fengzhang who is blind and deaf, dull in talent and vicious in mind.

Shen Juan not only hated Shen Fengzhang, but also felt that she was really pathetic, living in a muddleheaded way.

The ox cart traveled leisurely, heading towards Zhongshan, with fewer and fewer people on both sides, and the scenery became more and more quiet.

Finally, before noon, the group arrived at Xie's house at the foot of Zhongshan Mountain.

Many cars have already parked at the gate of Bieyuan. Shen Fengzhang got out of the car, took Shen Jun and the accompanying attendants and walked towards the waiter guarding the gate of the Bieyuan.

"It turns out to be Duke Shen Xiaojun." The concierge of Xie's family took the invitation, "I invite you from the county."

He called him the county magistrate, but the concierge didn't show much respect on his face. The seventh-rank official in front of the prime minister's door, even if it was just the concierge of Xie's family, did not pay much attention to the first-rank Duke Cong, who was born from a poor family.

Shen Fengzhang felt more and more clearly the morbid emphasis on family status and the discrimination against poor families in this era. In such a big environment, it is no wonder that the original owner, a fifteen-year-old girl, cut her head and wanted to squeeze into the circle of the aristocratic family.

He was also belittled, but Shen Jun, who was walking beside Shen Fengzhang, felt that it was just because Shen Fengzhang was not powerful enough. Even if it is a disciple from a poor family, as long as the power is in the hands of the government and the people, and monopolizes the power, even if it is a disciple from an aristocratic family, you have to weigh it before talking to him. Shen Jun lowered his head, and by tidying up the jade pendant, he concealed the burning ambition in his pupils.

Shen Fengzhang and his party didn't go far when they heard a voice from the concierge that was completely different from when they were received just now.

"Second Lady Shen is here, please come in, Second Lady. Thirteenth Lady has been waiting for you for a long time."

Shen Fengzhang tilted his head slightly. Out of his corner of the eye, the porter was bent over, with a courteous and respectful smile on his face.

Tsk. Shen Fengzhang withdrew his gaze, and couldn't help touching the roof of his mouth with the tip of his tongue.

Not long after walking, the faint sound of silk and bamboo came to the ears of Shen Fengzhang and his party. Going forward, a few people's eyes lit up. The crystal-clear stream flows slowly along the tortuous waterway, and the wine glass containing wine floats in the stream. On both sides of the stream, small black sandalwood tables were arranged in a patchwork manner. Young masters in twos and threes gathered together, sitting behind the small tables, pouring wine and chatting with each other.

【Ding! Introduce everyone present to the hero. 】

As Shen Fengzhang walked forward, he said sarcastically, "This is the young gentleman of the Yuan family, this is the third son of the Lu family, this is the Jiulang of the Zhang family...these people are all more noble than you, even they are not as good as Xie Erlang, What qualifications do you have to compare with Xie Erlang?"

She set her sights upstream.

Among so many sons of aristocratic families, the ones sitting upstream are the most striking. The leading young man was in his twenties, wearing a moon-white loose shirt with large sleeves, revealing a large chest. He was talking and laughing with his companions with his head sideways, from Shen Fengzhang's angle, he could only see his sharp-edged, especially handsome side face. While chatting and laughing, he raised his wine glass and drank it in one gulp, with a sassy posture, refreshing and clear, sitting like a jade tree, and smiling like a bright moon in his arms.

Shen Fengzhang suddenly understood why the world sought after this Xie Jia Erlang so much. He really has a kind of free and easy that others can't get.

"This is Xie Jia Erlang. He has the appearance of a celestial being and is full of talent. I really don't know how you have the courage to compare him to Xie Erlang!"

Facing Shen Fengzhang's sarcasm, Shen Juan looked accustomed to it. He remained silent, taking the opportunity to remember the names and faces of these people, but his disgust towards Shen Fengzhang increased even more.

Shen Fengzhang walked up to Xie Erlang and the others, and greeted the young gentleman sitting on Xie Erlang's right.

"Qirang-kun."

Xiao Qilang is a young man about seventeen or eighteen years old, with a handsome face and high spirits. Although he also opened his collar like Xie Erlang and others, he does not have a free and easy temperament, on the contrary, he reveals a bit of unscrupulous willfulness.

Seeing Shen Fengzhang standing in front of him, and thinking of her past performance, Xiao Qilang regretted that he had accepted that piece of Wei Mo because of his fascination for a while. He glanced at his companions who had calmed down and stopped making a sound, especially Xie Erlang who had started drinking, and coughed softly, "Here we come." Xiao Qilang nodded at Shen Fengzhang, "Just find a seat and sit down."

Xiao Qilang secretly prayed that Shen Fengzhang would not hang on like before, shamelessly wanting him to introduce these people to her. Then he would be ashamed and ashamed.

"...Thank you Qilang-kun."

Xiao Qilang came back to his senses, only heard the last half of Shen Fengzhang's words, and then saw her turn and walk towards an empty small case.

"You gave her my post?" Xie Erlang put down his wine glass, staring at Xiao Qilang with a half-smile.

Xiao Qilang coughed lightly, and argued: "You didn't see that, how good is that piece of ink."

Xie Erlang raised his glass and smiled heartily, like a clear breeze and bright moon, he glanced at Shen Fengzhang, and said indifferently, "I used to hear you talking about this Mr. Shen with a lot of disdain in your words, but today, it doesn't seem to be true. So unbearable."

Hearing this, Xiao Qilang also looked at Shen Fengzhang. She wore a white dress with wide sleeves and buttoned the front in a neat manner. Among a group of young men from aristocratic families who opened their skirts and exposed their breasts, she looked extremely dignified, but this was just an illusion. He curled his lips, but before he could speak, the people around couldn't help interjecting, "Axiu, you haven't seen her faceless and courteous."

The few of them looked at each other, laughed tacitly, and winked at Xie Erlang, "Axiu, you will know how unbearable this person is later."

The vacant small desks on both sides of the stream gradually filled up. Sitting in his seat, Shen Fengzhang noticed that Shen Jun walked to the bamboo grove at some point, and communicated with several aristocratic families who were painting in the bamboo grove.

I don't know what they talked about over there, and the faces of the painters showed anger. Immediately afterwards, Shen Juan rolled up his sleeves, took the pen from the other party's hand, stood in front of the drawing paper and splashed ink.

After a while, the sons of the aristocratic families changed their previous attitude of disdain to talk to Shen Jun, bowed to Shen Jun, pulled him to the drawing paper, and started a lively discussion.

Shen Fengzhang sneered, he is powerful and has a clear goal. The few gentlemen who were painting in the bamboo forest were all idiots, and they looked like artists. Among the people present, they were probably the least concerned about their family background. As long as the painting skills are superior to them, they will be recognized.

Before the banquet started, Shen Juan walked over with those people. He was surrounded in the center, with a faint smile on his face. He listened to the chatter of the people around him, and said something from time to time, attracting the attention of the people around him. amazed.

Sitting upstream, Xiao Qilang could see this scene clearly. He snorted disdainfully, "Sure enough, it's the Shen family, and they're a follower of power."

Yuan Jiulang patted him on the shoulder, disapprovingly, "It's just a clown. If you can't see it, why don't we wait a while..." Yuan Jiulang moved closer and whispered something to Xiao Qilang.

"Good!" Xiao Qilang laughed loudly, "Good idea!"

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"You are amazing. You will be able to subdue the disciples of the aristocratic family as soon as you come."

As soon as Shen Juan took his seat, he heard a strange voice next to his ear. He turned his head and looked at Shen Fengzhang. She had no expression on her face, but Shen Juan seemed to be able to see the wanton burning jealousy in her heart.

"I, Lu Qilang, Yuan Twelve Lang and others are just like-minded." Shen Jun smiled at Shen Fengzhang, his face was full of helplessness and tolerance, "If Xiao Lang must think so, I can't help it."

Shen Fengzhang paused while playing with the jade pendant, snorted coldly, and turned around. Originally, she was just doing routine work, and wanted to strengthen the original owner's personality, but she didn't expect Shen Juan to pretend to be honest.

If the original owner had been secretly provoked by Shen Juan before, then it would not be surprising that her feud with Shen Juan would grow deeper and deeper.

Originally, he wanted to help Shen Jun later, but now it seems that he doesn't need it at all.

She tapped the tea cup on the small case lightly, remembering the way Xiao Qilang and the others looked at Shen Jun just now, she gloated. The few of them showed no mercy to villains who believed they were clinging to the powerful.