"Yes, it's you!"
Ye Qingxuan grabbed Li Jiangying's little hand with both hands. The two women faced each other and looked at each other "affectionately". One was serious and serious, with a certain expectation, and the other was also emotionally complicated and had not spoken for a long time.
"Xiaoying, think about it carefully."
Seeing that the other party didn’t speak, Ye Qingxuan continued to say in a ** tone: “Zhang Feng likes nuns so much, as his own daughter. Everyone must be together often in the future. You always hang around in front of Zhang Feng. What will Zhang Feng do? miss you?"
"Uh..." Li Jiangying's face flushed, and she shyly lowered her head and refused to give an answer.
Think about it and you will know the result. A good-looking, gentle and considerate woman, young and very good in figure, always gets along with a man, and it's impossible to justify it without having any feelings.
Not to mention, this woman and that man have had more than one ambiguous incident.
Therefore, Li Jiangying knew it in her heart, she was just ashamed.
Ye Qingxuan didn’t care about her, and continued to say, “Xiaoying, think about it again, Zhang Feng is the master of the dark night gate, who has swept down tens of thousands of disciples and has endless wealth. Mrs. Sect Master, you have to study hard to help him share the pressure, but I also need a helper. You are fine. Learn more and help me manage my finances. How good?"
After hearing this, Li Jiangying lowered her head and still refused to speak.
Ye Qingxuan looked at her, gritted her teeth angrily, and said to her heart: What kind of temper are you? She knows everything in her heart, but she just refuses to express her attitude. She is really anxious!
Taking a deep breath, she continued: "Xiaoying, you never thought about finding another man?"
Li Jiangying finally had a reaction, lowering her head and let out an "um".
"Ok?"
Ye Qingxuan was a little confused. With this sound, did he not want to, or did he want to
Her angry brain was buzzing and painful. She pulled Li Jiangying's hands hard and said in a commanding tone: "Okay, it depends on how you look like you are not assertive. Then listen to my arrangements and wait until you return. Haizhou, you will move to my place with your daughter and daughter. I will find a good day and let you pass the door!"
"what?"
Li Jiangying’s reaction was called a big one and almost jumped up.
Come, your hand is pulled by Ye Qingxuan, otherwise you can panic and wave, "No, it really can't, let my parents know that if I make a kid, it will kill me."
"Humph!" Ye Qingxuan gave a disdainful voice, and didn't care at all. "What are your parents, when I ask Zhang Feng to show off his financial resources, they will be softened. Besides, you are the third wife of the dark night gate. It’s too late to be happy."
The words are not sound, but the meaning is very straightforward. The ancient sects such as the dark night gate, the power of control is so powerful that it can be said to be comparable to ordinary countries.
The third wife, the master of the dark night gate, uses a step to the sky to describe it, which is very appropriate.
"They... My dad is a middle school teacher, very stubborn. My mother is also an accountant. The kind of sand that can't get in my eyes. I take my nanny and don’t marry, so they don’t contact me. If I go to make a kid for someone …" Li Jiangying looked embarrassed, her worried face turned pale.
"Oh, at this time, you have come to an idea. You didn't say anything before. Come on, just leave it alone. When your parents know, sister, I will help you solve it!" Ye Qingxuan patted her chest and promised. image of.
Perhaps it was Ye Qingxuan's big deal and the kindness she showed that gave Li Jiangying confidence, she finally nodded gently after hesitating again and again.
This is considered a promise.
Ye Qingxuan was finally relieved. She put her arms around Li Jiangying's shoulders and called her affectionately: "Sister", while Li Jiangying kept her head down, with a somewhat happy and worried expression on her small face, and whispered: "Sister ".
To put it bluntly, Ye Qingxuan wanted to find a helper for herself. Compared to Chang Wenxin's 18 years old, she was like a yellow face woman at twenty-seven years old. As the lady of the dark night gate, she couldn't help Zhang Feng manage. The dark night gate, she was not able to give birth to him yet, which made her very stressed.
The most important thing is that what Qin Hongyi once said touched Ye Qingxuan. When she made this decision, she did not feel much resistance...
At this moment, in another shed not far away, Zhang Feng knelt down on one knee, pinching Majesty’s wrist with his big hand, and was carefully exploring her pulse.
The palm leaves that fell on the sand are made of leaves, and the thin and thin Majesty is lying on it, her head is wrapped in a bandage, her face is stretched, and her breathing is very short.
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After a long time, Zhang Feng let go of Majesty’s wrists and turned to ask a middle-aged Asian woman: "Have you been taking care of Majesty?"
The middle-aged woman nodded and said, "Mr. Zhang, your friends were hurt last night. I saw Miss Tang taking care of her. She was worried, so she brought Majesty over. Don’t worry, I just watch her. Poor, no one takes care of it."
The corner of Zhang Feng's mouth raised, and he smiled: "Don't worry, I have no other meaning, just ask what happened."
Turning his head, he looked at Tang Jingjing who was squatting on the side and winked.
Tang Jingjing was very clever. She hurriedly got out of the shack and squatted at the door pretending to play with sand, but she looked around with big eyes to help Zhang Feng stare around.
"Your last name?" Zhang Feng glanced at the door, smiled knowingly, and asked the middle-aged woman.
"Chen Yi."
"Huaxia people?"
"Chinese, born in Japan, this time I was traveling with my husband, he... he was on another life raft, I don't know if he is still alive."
With that, Chen Yi's eyes turned red.
Zhang Feng comforted her for a while, and then asked: "Ms. Chen, this child has a father and is also on this island. Have you not seen him?"
"The child has a father?" Chen Yi looked surprised, "The daughter is injured, how can he leave it alone?"
Now Zhang Feng understood that the fellow Lai Anyi ignored Majesty at all. It is estimated that he fled and hid as soon as the attack occurred.
"What a vain father!" Zhang Feng squinted, his face angry.
Chen Yi didn't dare to say more, but looked at Majesty with concern, and asked in a low voice: "Mr. Zhang, is this child still saved? She has been having a high fever."
Zhang Feng stretched out his hand and touched Majesty’s forehead for a while, and said in a deep voice, “Majesty’s situation is very bad. The shrapnel hit the head and did not penetrate the skull, but caused a lot of bleeding. Now the shrapnel is still embedded in the skull. It has caused an infection, and I must find a way to take it out, otherwise the source of the infection cannot be eradicated and she will die."
Upon hearing this, Chen Yi hurriedly knelt next to Majesty, grabbed her hand and said: "Mr. Zhang, I am an outsider, but I still want to beg you, this child has been with you for a long time, you see Since she is Miss Tang's friend, save her!"
(End of this chapter)