Chapter 153: Wheelchair boss 15

They did not stay at Wulin Gate for too long and set off to return to Mingshanzhuang before early summer.
The attack on the Demon Cult cannot be achieved overnight, and you need to wait for the right time. All sects will go home and secretly accumulate their strength.
When everyone in Mingshan Villa welcomed the owner back, they also received a shocking news: The owner is ready to get married, and the object is the little-known chef in the mansion, not the house, not the aunt, but the real estate. Mrs. Lord.
These words were made by the master after returning to the mansion, in front of many people, instructing the butler to make preparations. Therefore, within an hour, Mingshanzhuang went up and down, from the maidservant in the main courtyard to the small house in the stable, to the back door. The foreign shopkeepers all knew about this, and it spread throughout the city in less than half a day. For a while, there was a lot of discussion in the city, and they were all discussing what kind of stunning posture the cook girl is, so that the owner of Mingshan Villa could not care about his status. Marry her in.
In this short time, Jiang Rui took a bath and took a nap.
Ling Yuan re-arranged a place for her, which was the yard next to the main courtyard, next to the garden where the two met for the first time. At that time, the garden was full of peach blossoms, and now there are many peaches on the tree.
Seeing her waking up, the maid served her pastry, soup, and cushioned her belly. Jiang Rui asked, and learned that Ling Yuan was discussing matters, so she was going to the kitchen to see Ma Li and others.
I met a lot of people along the way, familiar and unfamiliar, and I met her just like the first time I met, respectful and respectful, and covertly look at it. After she has passed, she will definitely talk about it.
It has only been more than a month before and after leaving the house. The kitchen hasn't changed much. Just like before he left, Sister-in-law Zhang was washing vegetables in the yard before the meal, and Liu Liu was on the side to help.
The little girl wasn't very serious, her eyes looked left and right, and suddenly she saw someone walking in from the door, she jumped up, surprised and happy, "Sister three!"
After leaving the Caigangzi, he ran towards Jiang Rui. He was about to smile and act coquettishly as usual, suddenly remembering something, abruptly stopped, pinched the hem of his clothes and called out again: "Good girl Qin."
This was the housekeeper who had only informed the whole government. If you see her in the future, you have to respectfully call it Miss Qin. After you pass the door, you can change your name to Madam, but you can't be as casual as before.
"It makes me awkward, so let's call it like before." Jiang Rui smiled, and walked in with her wrist, greeted Sister Zhang.
Sister-in-law Zhang stood up and responded rather cautiously, wiping her hands on her apron. Other people in the kitchen heard the movement, and their reactions were similar to that of the two of them, only Li Ma looked calm.
Jiang Rui knew that it was impossible to get along as easily as before. It would only make them more uncomfortable and not reluctant. After a few jokings, he went to the stove and talked alone with Ma Li.
"How's Mummy Li?"
Ma Li looked at her carefully, and replied: "I'm in the house all day, day after day, but you seem to have lost a lot of weight. Isn't this a hard time?"
"It's not very hard, it's just that I don't eat well outside, and I always miss Mama Li's craftsmanship." Jiang Rui said with a little aegyo.
Ma Li was happy to hear, but she said: "I can fool you with my two or two tricks."
The two talked for a while, and the feeling of strangeness gradually disappeared. "What happened during this time? What happened to you and the owner..." Ma Li asked tentatively.
Jiang Rui didn't hide it, and told something about what happened on the road.
Hearing that they had been chased and killed, Li's mother was shocked, "Fortunately, it's okay, you are too courageous."
But having said that, if not so courageous, a little girl dared to go down the cliff to find the owner, how could she have the current good fortune?
Ma Li was also worried about her marriage prospects and asked her to go out more to see if she could have a relationship with the guards and stewards in the house. She didn't expect that when she went out, the marriage line would be tied to the owner.
It was the craftsmanship she was in charge of, and finally had a nice little girl, who was cut off by the owner, and now there is no successor, and she has to cultivate another one.
In the yard, Liu Liu was washing the dishes and couldn’t help but glanced into the house,
Sister Zhang, the third sister is really going to be our owner’s wife. The clothes she wears are really good-looking. It turns out that the third sister is better than the master. Sister Ningxiang in the courtyard is still pretty."
Sister-in-law Zhang couldn't help but smile and said, "Sanniang is a good-looking girl, so you little girls don't look at people, so you just stare at beautiful clothes and jewelry."
Liu Liu sticks out her tongue.
Leaving the kitchen, Jiang Rui returned to the yard where he lived and saw Ningxiang wandering outside the house from a distance, "Sister Ningxiang."
Ningxiang hurriedly said, "Miss Qin will call me Ningxiang later."
She originally thought that she could be regarded by the owner, and she was fortunate to be an aunt. How could she have expected that the owner liked her so much. She really said that she had become the hostess of the village. If the other party was an aunt, she could still follow her. Be more sexual, but become the wife of the owner, and the rules can't be chaotic.
Jiang Rui smiled, "Is there something to do with me?"
"The owner is waiting for Miss Qin to have dinner together in the main courtyard."
Jiang Rui's courtyard was separated from the main courtyard by a wall, and he walked across a moon gate to arrive. Ling Yuan was waiting for her at the dining table.
He said that he finished the meal together, but he did not let anyone go after the meal, and took her hand to the yard to enjoy the moon.
It was the first ten days of the year, the sky was still dark, the moon was already high, and there were some weeds and worms in the garden, tirelessly calling.
"After a few days, are you tired?" Ling Yuan asked her.
Jiang Rui shook his head: "I have slept before and I am not tired anymore."
He encircled her wrist, and didn't hold it for a while as if playing, "Are you used to living in the new yard? If you are not used to living, move to my side."
"It's not compliant..." She glanced at him quickly, a little shame in her eyes.
He felt that there was something eager to move in his heart, he reached out his hand to pin her hair behind his ear, his tone was still gentle, and he smiled: "The rules are determined by people."
Jiang Rui still shook his head, "It's still not good."
Ling Yuan squeezed her cheek, "You have the final say, I have let people watch the day, this month is not good, as early as the third day of next month."
Jiang Rui opened his mouth and spoke exactly as he said helplessly, "Do you think it's too late?"
She stared at him with round eyes. The decision to marry is only a matter of this time. If the date is really set on the third day of the next month, it will only take a month from start to end, and it is too late for her to rush. How could she be too late?
Someone just wanted to deliberately misinterpret her meaning, sighed and said: "Tomorrow I will urge Li Er to let him hurry up, not let Madam wait long."
Li Er is the general manager of Mingshanzhuang, with a serious name, but here in Ling Yuan, his name is Li Er, just like Wang Sansun.
When he said this, Jiang Rui stood up and buried his head and was about to walk outside. He just took two steps, and when his waist was tight, he was hugged by a strong arm. The man attached to her ear and smiled, "Ms. Mo Go, accompany me again."
Previously at someone else's house, he was holding the air of a gentleman, but now returning to his own territory, he has a tendency to reveal himself.
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