Rebirth of a Fierce Husband and a Fierce Wife: A Slender Poisonous Girl

Now after listening to her eldest granddaughter's words, she had to make up her mind and make an early decision. It seemed that she could no longer keep the promise she made with Mrs. Ling.

Qingxue had to choose a home that was sweet on the outside but bitter on the inside. It looked beautiful on the outside but was full of bitterness on the inside. There was so much misery on the inside. She had to think of a way to send her out as soon as possible to save herself trouble in the future.

As for the Ling family being thousands of miles away, by the time they got the news, it was a foregone conclusion, the deal was done, and the rice was cooked.

At that time, the Ling family will only recognize their identity. Is it possible that the married Qingxue and Li can still be married?

Qingxue noticed that the old lady was looking at her more and more strangely. She thought for a moment and gave Qingyan a half-day holiday, asking her to sit with the sisters who were working in the old lady's yard and inquire about the situation.

In the evening, the sun sets in the west, and the last light from the sky quietly disappears.

Candlelights were lit in various courtyards of the Jian family, and the stars were dotted, which was really beautiful.

On the table in Yilanyuan's dining room are a plate of three-piece steamed buns, four sample dishes, a plate of shredded chicken and silver sprouts, a plate of mandarin duck and duck meat, a plate of stir-fried vegetables, and a bowl of ham and fresh bamboo shoot soup.

Mrs. Tian personally served Qingxue after dinner, had the rest of the food taken away, made a pot of floral incense and placed it in front of her. She looked at the door with an uneasy look on her face, "Miss, why hasn't Qing Yan come back yet?"

She also realized that something was wrong, and was afraid that the young lady had been plotted by others, and that she would not be able to atone for her sins until she died.

"Don't worry..." Before Qingxue finished speaking, Qing Yan's figure appeared at the door. With an anxious look on her face, she hurried in and shouted impatiently, "Second Miss, the old lady invited several famous people in the city to

The matchmaker wants to marry you."

Tian's face changed, "What? How can this be done? I clearly promised it at the beginning..."

How can you retaliate? Does the master of the Jian family talk like farts? How can he be so unreliable?

Qingxue frowned, not surprised, "Now and then, the Jian family are all duplicitous and selfish villains, and the old lady is the best among them."

She is sarcastic and has a cold heart. This is her family. She talks nicely and pretends to be extremely loving, but when she turns around, she will betray her, betray her and hurt her at any time.

She shouldn't have had a glimmer of hope in the first place, but this was a good thing because it made her see the fact clearly that the only person she could rely on in the world was herself, and no one could be her backer.

No matter how difficult or painful the situation may be in the future, she will grit her teeth and persevere, overcome obstacles and move forward bravely.

She cannot fall, cannot be weak, and cannot escape. Once she becomes weak-hearted, it will be her death.

Qing Yan was so angry that her face turned red, "Miss, what should I do? The family the old lady chose for you is not good. If you marry her, I'm afraid..."

Either he has a famously evil mother-in-law, he is a womanizer, or he is a prodigal.

The corners of Qingxue's lips raised slightly, and a touch of frivolous ridicule appeared, which she had expected a long time ago.

The old lady thought she was too powerful, and after listening to Jian Qingyu's instigation, she wholeheartedly wanted to send her away.

It's a pity that she will not be manipulated by others. Her life is her own decision. No one can control her destiny.

"Jing" is the same black character all over a piece of white paper, with different shapes, cursive, official, regular...

Her palm-sized little face is extremely serious, with a slight purse at the corner of her mouth and a touch of determination between her brows. Whenever she is in a bad mood, she will go to the study to practice calligraphy, which will calm her down quickly.

After writing more than a hundred quiet words, my restless heart finally calmed down, and my mind was as calm as water. Things that had happened since my rebirth passed quickly through my mind, and I pondered them carefully, holding my chin and thinking silently.