Perfect Secret Love: The Bad New Wife is a Little Sweet

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Independent States, North, rare.

The teenager was dressed in a snow-white shirt with long, inky hair casually scattered between her waist. At first glance, she looked like a painter, a fairy.

“Young master, the southern battlefield has come to news. ”

Soon, a young man walked towards the teenager.

“Mm-hmm." The teenager's eyes fluctuated without a scratch of laughter at the corner of his mouth.

“Ji is at home in the northern battlefield… won all the battles…” The young man stared at the teenager and shook his face.

He could not imagine that the teenager in front of him, at such an age, was able to carry out the planning, the demonic plot was frequent, and the group of the two powerful enemies of the Ji family, especially the final separation, was perfect.

Without this teenager, the Ji family's fighting would probably last at least two more years.

This teenager, Ji Parent Son of Independent State, called Ji Yu.

It is difficult for young people to imagine that they do not have dry milk at all when disciplining this age group.

However, discipline and dyeing are extreme, extremely intelligent, deeply rooted in the city, at the top of perfection.

In front of the youth, this teenager...

Near God...

“Young Master, what about Zhou's parents' son? ”

The young man turned around and gazed at the huge box he was putting in the back of the car.

“Kill.”

Discipline stains faint openings.

Smell, young man stunned.

The Ji family has two main enemies, the Zhou family and the children's family.

Nowadays, this box is exactly where discipline has just captured Zhou's parents.

Although the Ji family won in the southern battlefield, if Zhou's parents and son were killed at this moment, they would only fear that the Ji family would come to the fierce rebellion of the Zhou family, and then let the children's family sit in the harvest of the fisherman's profit, without compensation.

“Young master, really kill?” The youth asked with some uncertainty.

Juvenile faceless: “I hired child mercenaries as Amin to help me escort this thing on the northwest route and child mercenaries would not suspect it. ”

“Young master, what does this mean?” Young people don't understand.

“Zhou Jia lost the battle at this time, naturally a lot of eyes will enter the northwest. What if Zhou Jia finds his dead eldest son from the children's mercenary team?” The teenager spoke faintly.

As Ji Shu's tone dropped, the young man suddenly caught a chill.

That Zhou family and children's family... will not die...

Even if the children's family wanted to explain that there was a previously disciplined separation measure, the Zhou family would not believe that it was only the children's family who killed their eldest son.

Moreover, during this time, the Ji family were in the northern battlefield, and there was no time to take their time to attack Zhou's eldest son.

“Amin. ”

At this moment, discipline looks at a middle-aged man.

“You stay here and give this box to the child mercenaries, and you accompany them. Remember, you need to be deliberately spotted by Zhou's eyeliner. When the time comes, you can leave by yourself.” The discipline of dyeing.

“Understood…” said the middle-aged man.

At this moment, young people finally know the purpose of their own master.

This Amin, a steward of the children's family, was bought by the discipline and dyeing institute. Earlier, young people were still wondering what discipline and dyeing buys the children's family.

Amin has no place in the children's family, it is just a general management, and there is no need to buy such a person at all for the youth.

……

The youth easily solved Zhou's parents' son, who was still in a coma in the box, then left Amin and the box, and left with the teenager himself.

“Young master, tall!” Halfway through, the young man thumbs up about the dyeing of discipline: “Ming is a small steward of the children's family and has nothing to do with the mercenary business. If Zhou's eyeliner finds out... the children's family can't really tell! ”