Xu Jiao swallowed her throat, feeling a little embarrassed and angry.

She never expected that they all knew Xu Yinyin’s worries...

It turns out that Xu Yinyin wanted to marry Mr. Mog was not a secret in the Mo family...

"I, I just think Ni Yan is not worthy of Lao Liu," Xu Jiao slowed down and then said, "Rongping, do you know what I saw when I went to Lao Liu's place this morning? It was past ten o'clock at that time, and Ni Yan had not gotten up yet! Whose wife did you think is like her?"

Mo Rongping said:

"It's not your turn to point fingers in the matter between them! Who do you think you are? Do everyone have to listen to you?"

"Also, tell Yinyin to let her put away those little thoughts that cannot be put on the table so as not to be laughed at!"

Xu Jiao's face turned pale, "Yinyin is also your niece!"

"It is precisely because she is also my niece that I say that! If she is still so shameless, don't blame me for turning against others!"

That night, Mo Rongping went to Moqishen and personally apologized to Moqishen and Ni Yan.

Xu Jiao did something wrong. He is Xu Jiao's husband, so it is appropriate for him to apologize.

Xu Jiao felt very wronged, so she found that good friend the next day and planned to finalize the agency of Bing Jing Yufu.

She wants to make everyone who once looked down on Xu Yinyin regret it!

......

On the other side, Shanghai City.

Du Jiaojiao is not here, Du's house is very quiet.

In the past, Zhou Zixian liked to make noise. Since the last incident, Zhou Zixian has come quietly. Every day, she sits in the room and recites scriptures and Buddha, as if she has become a different person.

Chu Xiangyi lifted the curtain and walked out from it, "Yuehong, go and get some medicinal herbs for hangover. I'm going to go to the kitchen."

Chu Yuehong was stunned, "Sister Xiangyi, what are you going to do to relieve alcohol?"

Chu Xiangyi covered his handkerchief and coughed a few times, "I have my own uses, you can go quickly."

"Okay." Chu Yuehong nodded and stopped asking.

Chu Yuehong quickly used the medicine to relieve wine. Chu Xiangyi went to the kitchen and did not let Chu Yuehong follow him.

Chu Yuehong thought Chu Xiangyi was a little strange.

About half an hour later, Chu Xiangyi walked out of the kitchen with a bowl of sobering soup and came to the yard where Mr. Du lived.

The gate in the yard is closed, and if you look from the outside, you can hardly see someone in the room.

Chu Xiangyi held the tray in one hand and pushed the door in the other.

There was no lock inside, so with a light push, the door opened.

As soon as I opened the door, the smell of wine came overwhelming, which was a bit choking.

Outsiders all know that Mr. Du worships Buddha all year round, so he avoids meat and does not drink alcohol...

But Chu Xiangyi was not surprised at all, and even prepared sobering soup in advance.

Since seeing Ni Yan with your own eyes.

Chu Xiangyi knew that no matter what extraordinary things Mr. Du did after that, it would not be a surprise.

That was a wonderful person, and even the woman, she was amazed.

"Master."

Chu Xiangyi called out softly, and no one in the room responded. She continued to walk through the pearl curtain and walked inside.

I saw Mr. Du holding a wine glass in one hand and a wine pot in the other, leaning against the window.

A blooming red crabapple flower came in from the window, reflecting the half-warm sunshine, neutralizing the desertedness in the house, and echoing the blood bodhi in his hand.

This scene is very similar to a landscape painting.

Whether it is the person in front of you or the person in the painting, she is her sweetheart.

Unfortunately, her sweetheart is not her.

Chu Xiangyi never thought that he would be so envious of Ni Yan at this moment. Ni Yan did nothing, which alarmed his years and even put on blood Bodhi for her.

She has been with her for so many years, but she hasn't received any more glances from him.

But she still doesn't regret it.

Because from the very beginning, she knew that this was a path of no return.

"Master."

Chu Xiangyi walked over and placed the tray on a low table.

"Is there something wrong?" Mr. Du narrowed his eyes half-squinted.

"Drinking alcohol harms your body." Chu Xiangyi said lightly.

Not only did Mr. Du not listen to his advice, he poured a drink on his own.

It is said that drunkenness relieves a thousand worries.

But he became more and more awake as he drank.

He has no qualifications to love, and now he has no qualifications to be drunk...

Mr. Du looked at the sake in the glass and a trace of self-deprecating curve floated on the corner of his mouth.

"Master, this is sober soup." Chu Xiangyi brought the sober soup to Mr. Du.

"Take it down, I don't need this." Mr. Du waved his hand.

"Why are you going to do this?" Chu Xiangyi said.

Mr. Du looked up at her, "Then why do you have to? Is it really worth it to guard an empty room and wasting the best youth?"

"Value." Chu Xiangyi nodded with a smile.

At this moment, she suddenly realized that her answer was his answer.

In fact, they are all the same people.

Chu Xiangyi's smile suddenly became a little bitter, "Why don't you tell her?"

Since it is a deep love, why should I hide it?

Chu Xiangyi's love is bold, unrestrained, and desperate... Even though Mr. Du only allowed her to be a concubine at the beginning, she insisted on marrying her.

But Mr. Du is exactly the opposite of her in this regard.

He buried his love in his heart.

In front of outsiders, there is never a trace of it.

"There is no need." Mr. Du said lightly and drank another glass of sake.

When he was silenced, Mr. Du waved his hand, "You go out, I want to be alone and be quiet for a while."

Chu Xiangyi seemed to want to say something, but she swallowed it again when she said something, turned around and walked out the door, and gently brought it to the door.

Chu Xiangyi stood outside the door for a long time.

Seeing that Chu Xiangyi hadn't gone back, Chu Yuehong came over with her cloak, "Sister Xiangyi, why are you standing here alone? Don't catch a cold."

Although it was already March, Chu Xiangyi's system has not been good since childhood, and he will catch a cold after a little blowing.

"It's nothing, I'll take a look at the scenery." Chu Xiangyi withdrew her gaze.

Chu Yuehong put the cloak on Chu Xiangyi, "Sister Xiangyi, let's go back to the house quickly."

"Yes." Chu Xiangyi covered her mouth and coughed a few more times.

Chu Yuehong said: "Why don't we try the prescription Miss Ni prescribed last time? What if it is really useful?"

Chu Xiangyi nodded, "Then try it."

Upon hearing this, Chu Yuehong said happily: "Then I'll let someone catch the medicine."

Chu Xiangyi nodded.

Chu Yuehong is a person with strong execution ability. That afternoon, she arranged for someone to boil the medicine and send it to Chu Xiangyi.

"Sister Xiangyi, it seems that I smell this medicine is no different from the medicine you have taken before."

Chu Xiangyi smiled and said, "The taste of traditional Chinese medicine is almost the same. What can you, an outsider, smell it?"

Chu Yuehong handed the medicine to Chu Xiangyi, "Sister Xiangyi, I hope you can get better as soon as possible after taking this medicine."

Chu Xiangyi drank all the medicine in the bowl in one sip.

Chu Yuehong couldn't wait and said, "How is it? How is it? Sister Xiangyi, how do you feel now?"

Chu Xiangyi smiled and said, "It's not a fairy pill, how can it work so quickly?"

Chu Yuehong scratched her head, "That's what she said..."

Chu Xiangyi continued, "But after I drink it, I feel that I don't feel that uncomfortable, but it's true." When I used to drink other Chinese medicine, I always felt sad and wanted to vomit.
To be continued...