Quick Transmigration: Male Lead, You’re Overpowered?

Chapter 215: Marshal, He's Sick, Just Hit Me 11

The Third Mistress couldn't possibly not have known about the handsome newly married lady.

It's just that after all, she's in the deep house, she has limited connections, she only knows that the new lady is a lady of the giant rich house, and the rest of it, she doesn't know.

Although the status of businessmen has improved considerably in recent years, in the eyes of many, some have not been able to reach the stage.

In the eyes of the Third Mistress, the merchant's house, even if it's more expensive, smells like copper.

The handsome new lady's biological mother is said to be a stepchildren, also from a merchant, such a family, the Third Mistress did not feel able to educate such a wonderful daughter.

This idea ended the moment I saw Azhao.

Although Qi Zhao's appearance was excellent, the Third Mistress did not care too much. At her age, people don't just look at faces anymore.

What bothered her was how the new lady felt.

It's like alpine snow. It's like deep forest. Don't talk about the smell of copper. Even this worldly smell seems to be spotless.

What kind of family is that?

Or did the Qi family grow up in the mountains and woods?

That's not true. If you really grew up in the deep mountain forest, you wouldn't be able to develop this kind of tolerance, and you wouldn't be surprised.

The Third Mistress couldn't figure it out and wasn't going to think about it anymore.

If she really wants to find out about the new lady, she's afraid she's going to be tested.

Since the death of the boss, Mrs. Huo lived alone in the courtyard without asking about the commonplace, and the Third Mistress felt that life was no fun.

The only thing she can't let go now is her daughter Wanwan. She just wants to find a family for her and be cared for all her life.

The Third Mistress shook her head and stopped thinking. In short, it is not a bad thing for a daughter to get along well with the young lady.

The other side.

Zhao, here comes another visitor.

“Madam, it's Miss Five.” Green bamboo whispered in Azhao's ear.

A Zhao nodded.

She looked at the five-lady named Huo Xianxian and could see the difference between her and four-miss in a glance.

Unlike Fourth Miss Huo Wanwan, who is dressed in trendy dress and fashion new jewelry, Huo Xianxian still wears an old-fashioned jacket dress and a water-green jacket dress. It looks 90% new, but the material is not very good. She wears two thin silver bracelets on her wrist.

Huo Xianxian's eyebrows seemed to shrink somewhat. He handed over a fine basket and said softly: “My mother is not feeling well enough to come and greet the young lady. Here are some of the little things she embroidered herself, and ask the young lady not to give up. ”

Zhao sat her down and prepared some more gifts. Huo Xianxian was obviously very restless and soon left.

Azhao watched as he left. He was saddened by the marshmallows. “This handsome man is so gorgeous! ”

This five ladies, although the divine state has shrunk a little, but the appearance is also a solid fresh water, Furong, the beauty is very touching.

And the marshmallows said, “Men, have power, of course, like beauties. ”

A Zhao snorted softly, with a little secret pride in his tone: “Huo Jun wouldn't. ”

Whoever he is, whatever his identity is, always likes her alone.

Cotton candy was immune to such daily sugar spills, and she was told to squat quietly and pretend to be dead, so she couldn't even talk to her.

Azhao opened the things sent by Miss Wu. There are some fans, champagne bags and other small things, as well as some very sophisticated peacefully concentric knots and other small things.