Je suis née beauté, et je suis suprême

Chapitre 111

"If you save me, I'll help you arrange a meeting with Chou Qian."

As soon as he finished speaking, it seemed he had touched a sore spot, and she turned and left.

I pointed at myself and looked at my mother with resentment: "Look at her, she never pays any attention to me."

My mother calmly coaxed me from across the table: "That's right, I don't take you seriously. Tell me, are you coming over here, or am I going over there?"

I stared at that beautiful, kind, smiling face, and lamented the cruelty of fate. If she had been given a chance, if she had been given a better birth, she would surely be standing at a high position now, exuding an air of elegance that made people hesitant to approach.

Let me think about it. There's a big difference between being hit once and twice. I think it's better to be hit once: "Wait a minute, I'm coming over."

Mother's smile grew even gentler, as gentle as water and as warm as the moon.

I lifted my foot and slowly moved towards the beautiful scenery. There's a saying that's so true: "The most beautiful roses are the ones with thorns."

I stepped on my toes with my front heel. I just didn't want to go and die.

Just as I was about to take my ninth step, Zi Mo suddenly pushed the door open and entered. I looked at him in surprise and immediately fell to the ground, saying, "Fourth Brother, I'm thirsty and can't reach the water."

I escaped! I escaped! I couldn't catch her! Yay!

Zi Mo ran towards me, picked me up, and shouted sternly at the beautiful woman with a surprised expression, "Fifteenth Aunt. Little Eleven can't carry things, can't you help him?"

I nodded in agreement quickly, saying, "That's right, that's right."

The mother's phoenix eyes narrowed into slits: "When Fourth Young Master came to see Xiao Yi, why didn't he bring Fourth Madam along? It's not good to leave Fourth Madam alone at home."

She really knows how to rub salt in the wound. "My fifteenth aunt is very nosy."

The mother laughed, a forced laugh: "Women understand women's thoughts. Fourth Madam must miss Fourth Young Master."

"Fifteenth Aunt!"

I turned my head and lay obediently on the bed. You can pinch me all you want. I'm going to sleep for a while.

"What business does the Fourth Young Master have with me?"

"Since Aunt Fifteen is so considerate of my wife, why don't you go and keep her company yourself? Someone! Take Aunt Fifteen to stay with Madam Fourth for a couple of days!"

"yes."

"you--!"

Zi Mo bowed respectfully and said, "Take care, Aunt Fifteen."

My beautiful mother was just moved away like that. I looked at the door and said, "Fourth Brother, it's my mother! You didn't even give her any face, just sending her away like that." You think you're so great? Even someone with a thick skin wouldn't dare offend her, and you still dare. I wouldn't dare offend her either. I'll pray for you.

"Do you need to help the little grass around you get rid of it too?"

"Huh?" Little Grass! "No need." Since someone is willing to put her by my side, I can't refuse their kindness; I'm a kind-hearted person after all.

"Wu Hui has been gone for several days." He can't even finish a battle quickly; doesn't he know I'm at home waiting for him to eat?!

"Only one month."

It's been so long. If you don't come back soon, I'll come and keep you company. "Why doesn't he write to me?"

Zi Mo was displeased: "Why so many questions! What do you want to eat? I'll tell the kitchen to prepare it."

"I wonder if Wu Hui has eaten yet." You absolutely must starve yourself until you're thin! That way you won't have the strength to hit me.

Zi Mo stood up angrily: "Let's have a family dinner, I'll go prepare it."

--Bang!-- I stared blankly at the empty room, wondering who had offended whom.

One is incredibly stingy, one is obsessed with saving face, one has violent tendencies, another is an idiot, and the last one is sarcastic and unpredictable. Not a single one of them is a good man. Look at my Yang Xuansi, he never fights back when hit, never talks back when insulted. I bet he wouldn't even cry if I died.

Sigh, comparing yourself to others is enough to make a cat jealous!

...

A month later, I opened the window, stretched, and shook off the accumulated dust. Gazing at the boundless spring sunshine outside, I did a set of calisthenics to loosen up my moldy body.

I can't help but sigh: it's still better to have two legs on the ground!

I went out for a walk, and as soon as I stepped out of my courtyard, all the servants of the manor, led by the shameless man, knelt down in front of me and shouted, "Congratulations to the Eleventh Young Master on his good health and promotion!"

"Get up, and don't get in my way unless it's absolutely necessary."

"It's the Eleventh Young Master."

The head servant led the younger servants, and the old servant led the young servants, and they left.

I glanced at the extra people and asked, "Why aren't you leaving yet?"

With a thick-skinned smile, he said, "Eleventh, how about Dad goes out for a walk with you?"

"No." I don't like having someone accompany me when I go for a walk, especially if that person isn't a handsome guy.

"Dad wants to take you to visit some relatives."

Oh! You admit I'm a person! "No time." I'd rather go see my wife than waste that time.

"Eleven, it was all my fault before. I will treat you the same way I treated Zimo from now on."

I can't afford it. I'm doing just fine, why would I want to go back?

"Eleventh, your mother should also be included in the Shen family genealogy..."