Chasing Wife, Burning Corpse Field Gong x Fake Substitute Ge

lace.The servants behind him dared not make a sound. The young master hadn't seen it, but they had all witnessed it with their own eyes: the prince's face was one that could send you into nightmares j...Ning Fei's impression of Xie Wenqiu was just his countless rumors.

What did Xie Dashao go to today, which club Perhaps he has his eyes on another young boy. There was a time he even went to a high school, supposedly eyeing someone there.

He couldn't say he wasn't disgusted, so he was completely resistant to the idea of an alliance with the Xie family.

But Ning Fei hadn't expected Xie Wenqiu to have such a good-looking face. Even though he worked in the entertainment industry and saw countless actors and stars, if compared to Xie Wenqiu's face, there wasn't one that could compare.

It's no wonder Xie Dashao is so suave, with so many people vying for his attention.

No wonder his younger brother would want to marry Xie Dasi, he must have already investigated him thoroughly beforehand.

Ning Fei had a nameless anger in his heart, a feeling like he'd eaten a fly.

Even if he doesn't want it, does Ning Shuzhen really think she picked up something good

The whole family sat together for a meal, with Ning's parents sitting together. Ning Fei sat beside his mother, while there was an empty seat next to his father. They called out to Xie Wenqiu to come and sit down.

Only Ning Shu seemed to be intentionally ignored.

"Fei, how long will your crew be staying here this time" Ning's mother asked.

Ning Fei said, "At least three or four months, this script is Jiang Dao's play, he's very strict."

Ning's mother wasn't without pity.

Aunt Liu said helplessly, “ ... But the young master has already had two bowls, and there’s only one left.” She looked at the young man sitting in his seat, hesitating to speak.

This soup is really good. The second young master's body was already a little thinner than the eldest, but it seemed that Mother Ning had never noticed.

Níng's mother followed her gaze and said unhappily, "Liu Auntie, what do you mean Fēi is working so hard on the set. Are you saying that I favor him My own son, which one don't I love When Xiǎoshū was at home, didn't we show him the same love"

She was displeased, but with people around she couldn't show it towards Aunt Liu.

But Aunt Liu was, after all, left behind by the old master. Even if she was unhappy, there was no way to fire her.

Auntie Liu thought to herself, "Everyone can see how you treat the eldest and second sons."

But after all, she was just a servant. Even if she fought for justice, it would be useless.

Xie Wenqiu looked at the young man.

The other party sat in their position, their pretty fair face looking utterly calm. Their cold and sharp eyebrows were slightly drooping, as if these things had nothing to do with them.

Her eyes couldn't help but darken slightly.

Ning Fei said: "This bowl of soup should be left for my younger brother. I don't mind."

"But your mother said, "Your younger brother has already had quite a lot at home. Does he even need to fight for a bowl of soup"

Ning Shu listened to these words, in fact, Ning's family affairs had nothing to do with him.

Over the past six months, he has also experienced the perversions of this family. Despite being biological children, they receive vastly different treatment.

It's exactly the same as his old house.

Xie Wenqiu didn't know what was going on. Logically, he should have watched this family fall apart with cold eyes. The worse it got, the better. Ning Fu and Ning Mu had their eyes on his family's property, and the young man was marrying into the family for some reason.

But when he saw the other person's slightly pale lips, a wave of irritation washed over him.

Even the woman next to him began to speak loudly.

Xie Wenqiu said in a flat tone, "Just take this bowl out. I don't like drinking soup."

When Mrs. Ning heard this, she was speechless for a moment.

For a while, she frowned and said, “How can this be right”

This soup is made with very precious ingredients. It was specially prepared to thank the young master, otherwise what's the point

Ning's mother felt discontent and even turned her anger towards her youngest son: "Xiaoshu, everyone is arguing for you, yet you can just continue eating as if nothing happened"

Ning Shu didn't expect that the fire would burn her as well.

He was a little speechless, pausing for a few seconds before saying: "Then what do you want me to say"

Mother Ning hated it. She had always disliked her youngest son's cowardly nature. Since he changed half a year ago, she became even more disgusted with him.

She said at the beginning that she didn't want to give birth to the child, but after regretting it, she couldn't have an abortion, so she could only give birth.

Ning's mother suppressed her anger, after all, there were outsiders present today, she couldn't lose her temper. So she said: "Your brother has been working so hard on the set, and he even gave you this bowl of soup, making it seem like your brother is in the wrong. Don't you have anything to say about that"

Even Ning's father, who hadn't spoken much, said, "Xiaoshū, this is your fault."

Ning Fei promptly chimed in, "It's alright, let your brother have a drink if he wants to."

Xie Wenqiu listened to this family's back-and-forth, and couldn't help but feel a surge of anger in his heart. He slammed his cutlery down with a loud clap.

He said impatiently, "It's just a bowl of soup! You'd think the Ning family couldn't afford a bowl of soup if you didn't know better."

He expressionlessly told the servant to pour out his bowl of soup.

Then he stood up and glanced at the young man: "Are you full"

Ning Shu was slightly taken aback, then put down the bowl in her hand and stood up. She said she was full and followed after him.

The Ning family of three stared at each other in stunned silence.

Ning's mother was shocked and also felt a bit annoyed. Xie Wenao really didn't seem to take them seriously at all.

But thinking about how the other party could still help the Ning family, she endured it. She also had a somewhat surprised and doubtful thought in her mind: Could Young Master Xie still regard his youngest son as a companion and lover

She spoke with such sorrow.

Ning Fei also had some blame: "You're overthinking it. Someone like Xie Dashao wouldn't actually play with my brother. He was just bored, Mom. Let's keep our family matters out of his sight."

He paused, then said meaningfully, "I've been competing with someone for a movie project lately."

....

Ning Shu followed up, Xie Wenqiu walked ahead. He wasn't familiar with the Ning family, so he stopped and asked: "Where's your room"

Ning Shu walked over and opened a door.

A man followed him from behind.

He looked at the young man's bedroom and frowned.

Ning Shu saw that he didn't come in, and thought he didn't want to stay at the Ning family, so she had to say, "It's getting late, it's not a good time to go back now."

Xie Wenqiu then stepped inside, his gaze fixed on the simple furnishings in the bedroom.

The young man's bedroom was simple, there wasn't even a photo album on his bedside table.

Xie Wenqiu frowned, this was completely different from what he had imagined.

He wanted to ask, since your parents arranged for you to marry him, why don't you two seem like you've been together for twenty years It's more like you were just picked up.

But Xie Wenzhi ultimately didn't voice it.

He uttered the words with thin lips, "I didn't expect your Ning family to look so impoverished."

Ning Shu listened to the man's sarcastic words, but had nothing to say.

He said, "I'm sorry you have to stay here one night."

Xie Wenqiu listened to the young man's words, and inexplicably felt a little annoyed. Seeing that the young man seemed like he was going to the bathroom, he couldn't help but think of the scene he had seen that day.

Suddenly, the air felt a bit stifling.

...I thought back to yesterday in the bathroom...

Xie Wenqiu's face darkened involuntarily, then he got up and walked out.

After he walked out, Xie Wenqiu coldly eyed the Ning family.

Mingming's family is not poor, but why does the young man live in an ordinary place Even Ning's father and mother have a world of difference in their attitude towards their son.

He felt an inexplicable irritability, unsure who or what it was directed at.

Xie Wenqiu turned around, thinking that the young man should be done washing by now. He wanted to turn back, but all the doors here looked similar. Following his memory from before, he walked towards one.

Then he pushed open a door.

...But what I didn't expect was that the scene inside was completely different. ...

Xie Wenqiu stood there, seeing all sorts of things inside, big and small, as well as some trophies. Everything was neatly cleaned and arranged. He went inside as if possessed.

These things full of student spirit.

Lead him.

Xie Wenqiu couldn't help but think of the young man in his school uniform. Was he less mature than now

Thinking of the other person wearing their school uniform, that beautiful face seemed even younger, and their brows and eyes were even more icy.

Xie Dashi's throat became drier and drier.

I couldn't help but roll my eyes.

Then, he found himself standing before the trophy without realizing it, but those trophies did not belong to Ning Shu.

but belongs to another owner.

Xie Wenqiu frowned and quickly shifted his gaze away. He searched for other trophies, trying to see if any young people's names were listed, but in the end, he couldn't find any, not even one.

Just at that moment, someone behind him said, "Oh, Young Master Xie."

Xie Wenqiu turned around and found it was Auntie Liu from before.

Aunt Liu walked over nervously and said, “Don’t touch anything here randomly, Madam might be unhappy if she finds out.”

Xie Wenqiu did not speak.

His eyes just swept around the room, then he suddenly blurted out, “Doesn’t Ning Shu have a trophy”

Auntie Liu paused for a moment and said, "Of course there are, how could there not be The second young master also has trophies."

Xie Wenqiu frowned: “But I didn’t see it.”

Aunt Liu remained silent, instead walking to the corner.

She walked past.

Xie Wenqiu followed his gaze and saw some trophies piled up in the corner. But they were ignored as if nobody cared, a strange feeling of annoyance arose in his heart.

Then raise your foot.

"This room is so big, there's nowhere to put things" she asked coldly.

Aunt Liu sighed and said, "Madam ordered it to be placed there, saying that it would crowd the young master's trophies."

Xie Wenqiu's eyes became increasingly dark and unreadable.

Aunt Liu went on to say, "I couldn't bear to see it, so I secretly helped wipe it clean. Otherwise, there might have been dust."

Xie Wenqiu remained silent, only lowering his eyes to gaze at the trophies.

It seems I glimpsed a figure in school uniform, a young boy holding a trophy, but no one was there to share his joy.

His heart felt inexplicably tugged.

with a touch of pain.pursed his lips, starting to pick out the boy's good qualities. Then he said, "Your skin is whiter than his, and you're much prettier..."Ji Huai secretly narrowed his eyes. 。He bowed his head and then...