The General’s Little Peasant Wife

Ning Mengyao looked at Yang Xiu unexpectedly: “What do you want with her? Just go to their house in seven days.” After saying the wrong thing, he had to leave Yang Xiu-er. He was dragged by Yang Xiu-er just a few steps out.

“Did I let you go?” Yang Xiu-er naturally said that the tone was a bit high.

Ning Mengyao pushed herself away from Yang Xiu-er's pull and laughed in her heart.

Who gave her this capital?

“Tell me what you really want.” Ning Mengyao asked directly and had no time here to speak falsely to her.

Yang Xiu-er took a deep breath and looked at Ning Mengyao: “I just want to know if you sent Yang Lele out? ”

Ning Mengyao did not speak, she just looked at Yang Xiu-er, and finally saw jealousy and anger in her eyes. At once, she understood that she was afraid of not knowing where she heard the news from, and felt that she had given Yang Lele something good, so at this time, she had to come to find her own trouble.

“Speak. ”

After a cold glance at Yang Xiu-er, Mengyao turned away and spoke to her in such an ordered tone. Did Yang Le-le think she was an idiot?

If Ning Mengyao is leaving, why would Yang Xiu-er want to leave? Quickly walked up and blocked Ning Mengyao's face.

“Don't leave until you're clear today.” Yang Xiu-er stared furiously at Ning Mengyao and said.

Ning Mengyao looked at Yang Xiu-er silently. After a long day, he said faintly: “I don't want to talk about it. So what? ”

She doesn't want to say, can Yang Xiu-er still pry her mouth open? She wants to see what Yang Xiu-er is up to.

She was already impatient with Yang Xiu-er, especially when she saw the greed in her eyes.

“I just want to know if Yang Lele was sent to the embroidery house outside, just like those people said?” Perhaps I saw the impatience in Ning Mengyao's eyes, and Yang Xiu-er explained what he meant.

Ning Mengyao understood. He looked at Yang Xiu with a smile on his hands and chest. “So what? So what? ”

Yang Xiu-er opened his mouth and said directly, “I'm going too. ”

Ning Mengyao was laughed at and finally bent over with a smile: “You told me you were going? What makes you think that?”

Yang Xiu-er's expression was stiff, and then he naturally said: "I can do it by myself, and the embroiderer doesn't have to be Yang Le Bao. ”

Ning Mengyao looked at Yang Xiu-er with ridicule: "You told me your embroiderer is not a musician? You got something that looks atheistic? ”

“What is stylistic atheism? All I know is that I don't have to be a Yang Le Bao, and you have to send me where she is.” Yang Xiu-er said naturally.

She sells embroidery in the embroidery estate. People give her a high price. She still doesn't believe it. She can't compare herself to the woman from Yang Lele.

Ning Mengyao looked at Yang Xiu-er and laughed disdainfully. Where exactly is this woman's confidence coming from? Why do you think she would agree?

Ning Mengyao's smile made Yang Xiu-er angry: “Do you agree or disagree? ”

The expression suddenly became very serious. Ning Mengyao looked at Yang Xiu-er coldly and said: “I don't agree. If I don't take such a defective product from you, I will only tarnish people's reputation if I send you there. ”

Since studying embroidery, Yang Xiu-er has been admired. Now he is said to be a defective product? How can she not be angry and not be angry?

“Ning Mengyao, don't go too far.” Yang Xiu-er bites his teeth and cuts them, "he said.

Ning Mengyao looked at Yang Xiu's cold mouth: “Not to mention that your embroidery is not pleasant, even if it is, I won't let you go. ”

“Why?”

“Because of the personality problem.” For everything else, she's willing to keep one eye open and one eye closed, but this won't work.

Yang Xiu-er is such a problem, if you really want to get over it, you'll be in trouble.

Yang Xiuyao felt that he came to Ning Mengyao today to get his insult. He looked at Ning Mengyao harshly. Yang Xiuyao said angrily: “Ning Mengyao, are you really going to do this to me? ”

“To you like this? I don't know what I did to you. Am I wrong to refuse your request because of your skill?” Since Yang Xiu-er doesn't give a good face anymore, she naturally doesn't give a good face, especially to such people.