Imperial Commander: His Pretty Wife Is Spoiled Rotten

Yunxi didn't intend to miss the good show at the dance tonight, but she didn't want to show up in this situation and be used by Liang Xiuqin and Yun Ziling, so she directly asked Jiang Chenghuan to arrange the identity of the most inconspicuous waiter.

Mu Feichi came down from upstairs, looked at the figures in the living room playing with the insulation box and bowls and chopsticks, and walked up to the simple meals, which didn't look like they were made by the housekeeper.

"Why, did you eat so early today?"

"I just came up from the compound, come and taste my little aunt's handicraft."

Mu Feichi sat down on the sofa beside him, folded his slender legs, and looked at her with a half-smile, "Are you going home to confirm if your mother will go to the banquet?"

"Yes, not all. My mother will definitely go. Besides, even if she is worried that she will be found stealing things in the Jingdu Building, this night passed without incident. With her temperament, she will definitely feel safe It's gone. I just went home to vent to my second aunt, don't wait for something to happen later, she has no idea, and send my brother a competition notice by the way."

"Whether it's tactics or layout, it's also a good thing that you can carefully consider any details and key points. At least if you can take one step and count ten steps in the future, you won't be counted as losing to those old foxes."

Mu Feichi raised his eyes and looked at the little fairy in front of him. She really deserves to be the woman he likes. She is becoming more and more capable, and she is becoming more and more like a housewife. In the future, she is really going to take over the Mu family's business. , he doesn't have to worry about her being bullied.

"Those old foxes have at least their age, seniority, and tricks. How can I win so easily! It's as if they have no brains!"

"No matter how smart you are, you're not bad, aren't you?" Mu Feichi took a sip of soup and added casually: "I'll take you to today's dance, but I won't go in."

"Huh? Why?"

Mu Feichi squinted his eyes halfway, his thin lips raised lightly: "Guess."

"..." Yun Xi looked at his indifferent appearance, frowned for a long time, thinking, "Is it because the host of the banquet today said that she is beautiful? This is not one of your many suitors, is it?"

Mu Feichi raised his eyebrows, nodded with a chuckle, "Baby, this woman is not simple, don't underestimate her, this is your game, if you include her in it, then you can't ignore any key factor , so as not to become the key to your failure."

He didn't get involved in her plan, it was just to give her time and experience to hone it slowly, if something really happened, wouldn't he still be there?

Yun Xi frowned and nodded, thinking about the meaning of her words: "It's not simple... You have such a high opinion of her, so I really can't be careless!"

Yan Jiaren's beauty and talent are well-known in the capital, even Han Wanling, who thinks so highly of herself and regards herself as a daughter of the four wealthy families, can't compare to her. In addition, she has studied abroad in the past few years, and created her own as soon as she returned to China. His own high-end custom brand is no less popular in Kyoto than the prime minister's daughter.

Such an outstanding socialite daughter and Mu Feichi, a military marshal, can indeed be said to be a good match.

However, Mu Feichi's attitude made her a little puzzled. He was neither contemptuous nor enthusiastic. Instead, he treated strangers calmly, and reminded her in a good mood that the key to strategic planning was this. What do you mean?

"Young Marshal, isn't she your old lover?"

"I only have you as a young lover, not an old lover!"

"..." Very good, one sentence will kill the sky.

But I don't know why, the word "little lover" is like honey, it sounds so sweet to my heart.