The system asked me to chase his wife

Miss Liu Wu was only eleven or twelve years old, but she already had some sense of shame. Her face turned red when she was laughed at by so many people.

"What do you know? That's a marching formation map!"

In the end, no one paid any attention to her.

"Why did the Marquis's wife send an invitation to her family? She invited someone who is not good at writing to come. It will ruin the elegance of the banquet."

This was a very impolite statement, and several people smiled softly with their hands covering their mouths.

Liu Wuniang was told that she was illiterate, but she did not seem very angry.

She stood in front of the four people with her hands on her waist, looking delicate and cute.

"If all the books teach is to gossip about others behind their backs like you do, then I would rather not know a single word!"

"What nonsense are you talking about!" Several people were a little embarrassed and annoyed: "When did we start gossiping about others?"

Liu Wuniang glanced at them with contempt.

"If I hadn't checked the almanac before going out today and taken this road to go to the toilet, I wouldn't have heard those dirty words from you. Bah! It's really unlucky!"

The last sentence was entirely Liu Wuniang's response to them, which obviously hit a sore spot for several people.

Xia Mang, who was hiding behind the flower stand watching the show, almost laughed out loud. When he looked at Liu Wu Niang again, he found her pleasing to the eye.

He's a good candidate for quarrelling and can compete with her.

One young lady couldn't bear it anymore when Liu Wuniang pointed at her nose and called her unlucky.

"Your father is just a small city defense commander. How dare you scold us?"

It was indeed as she said, among the young ladies gathered together, the lowest among them were second-rank officials, not to mention those from aristocratic families.

Liu Wuniang's father was Liu Hui, the commander of the City Defense Department, whose official rank was only the third rank.

In terms of family background, Liu Wuniang is indeed not as good as the four young ladies present.

Even though those people used their status to pressure her, Liu Wuniang was not at all panicked.

"You were disrespectful first, and now you're bringing up your own father, embarrassing your parents as well. Aren't you ashamed?"

"you!"

Yun Sanniang saw that her sisters could not win the argument against the sharp-tongued Liu Wuniang, and it would be quite degrading for her to continue arguing with her.

She stretched out her hand to stop her friend who was about to step forward to argue with Liu Wuniang, and walked up to Liu Wuniang herself.

"Miss Liu, you are too polite. We are guests at the Marquis' Mansion today, so we should not start a dispute, lest we lose our manners."

Yun Sanniang spoke with a smile, as if she had completely forgotten the confrontation just now.

She smiled at Liu Wuniang and said, "Since Miss Liu likes Huang Lan, I will naturally give her up."

Liu Wuniang has a straightforward temper and speaks her mind.

He had just been arguing fiercely with a few people, but now facing Yun Sanniang's gentle smile, he naturally couldn't say anything unpleasant.

When Liu Wuniang saw Yun Sanniang generously giving her flowers, she immediately forgot about her recent unpleasantness and instead smiled with joy.

"Thank you, Miss Yun! But I don't want your things for nothing. I will give you a gift in return later."

Yun Sanniang was stunned for a moment, but still smiled appropriately.

The meeting was not pleasant for both parties, so without further conversation, everyone left.

Qiao Yuandong stood behind the rose stand for a long time before walking back slowly.

Xia Mang knew that she might not be in a good mood, so she just accompanied her silently.

"Although you died early, in my opinion, the Yun family is indeed not as good as your family."

While Xia Mang followed Qiao Yuandong back to the flower hall, he complained to the system in his heart.

I don’t know if it was because of the farce just now, or because it was choked by Xia Mang, but the system didn’t respond to Xia Mang’s words at all.

When the two returned to the flower hall, the banquet was almost over, so Qiao Yuandong took the opportunity to say goodbye and left.

Fu personally escorted her to the door and also prepared a generous gift, which she loaded in another car and was about to be sent to the Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion.

This was an apology from the Marquis of Loyalty and Bravery, and Qiao Yuandong accepted it without much hesitation.

There was a carriage outside the mansion at this time, and Qiao Yuandong could only wait for the carriage to leave first.

She saw Liu Wuniang and her mother, Madam Liu, at a glance. At that time, Liu Wuniang was happily holding the pot of yellow orchid.

Mrs. Fu saw Qiao Yuandong's gaze and smiled, "Miss Yun and Miss Liu are very good friends. Miss Liu said she liked the yellow orchid, so Miss Yun gave it to her right away."

This flower originally belonged to Yun Sanniang, so she naturally had the right to decide who to give it to.

However, Xia Mang, who had just seen several people quarreling, expressed doubts about Fu's "close relationship".

Qiao Yuandong did not comment on this, but said meaningfully: "A flower has its owner, and Miss Liu deserves that flower."

Fu's eyebrows jumped when she heard this. She glanced at Qiao Yuandong obliquely and felt that what he said was a little inappropriate.

If Miss Liu is worthy, does that mean Miss Yun is not?
Fu thought that Qiao Yuandong said something wrong because he was drunk, so she pretended not to hear it.

In the Liu family's carriage, Mrs. Liu watched her daughter hand over the pot of yellow orchid to her as if she were presenting a treasure.

"Mother loves flowers the most, so shall I give these flowers to her and put them in the house?"

Mrs. Liu carefully took the pot of yellow orchid and stroked the orchid leaves lovingly, feeling both happy and worried.

She gave her daughter a scrutinizing look.

"Dan Niang, is this flower really given to you by Miss Yun? Or did you steal someone else's things again?"

Liu Nandan pouted her lips and looked at her mother unhappily.

"Mom, I have always been the most reasonable person. How could I steal other people's things?"

Mrs. Liu was still not very reassured.

"But when did you become so close to Miss Yun?"

Are they so close that she is willing to give away the precious Huang Lan?
When Liu Nandan was asked this by Madam Liu, her eyes turned black like grapes. No one knows a daughter better than her mother. When Madam Liu saw her reaction, she knew that something bad was going to happen.

Mrs. Liu racked her brains to recall what her daughter had done at today's banquet, while interrogating her daughter with all her might.

"Tell me honestly, what trouble did you get into today?"

Liu Nandan didn't feel that she had gotten into trouble today, so she told her mother everything that had happened.

After hearing this, Mrs. Liu tapped her daughter on the forehead in anger and amusement.

"I really spoil you. You dare to say anything!"

Liu Nandan covered her head and acted coquettishly towards her mother, asking her, "Will it not cause trouble for Dad?"

Madam Liu smiled and said, "That's not the case. Miss Yun gave you Huang Lan to keep you quiet. They will not tell anyone about this."

They are all unmarried daughters and are very proud.

If this matter were to be exposed, it would not only offend people but also ruin one's marriage.

Mrs. Liu thought about it and felt that it was not a big problem. Looking at her daughter nestled in her arms, she felt quite emotional.

As expected, one should not judge a person by his appearance. She was still thinking of asking those families for help on behalf of her sons at home.

Now it seems that family background is secondary, and good character is the best choice!

On the carriage back home, Qiao Yuandong felt the same way as Mrs. Liu.

Seeing that she looked depressed, Xia Mang thought that she was sad because of what those young ladies said.

Xia Mang felt that maybe she should do something, but she had no idea.

So Xia Mang asked the system for help.

'Hey! Old Xiang, how did you make your wife happy?'

After Xia Mang revealed his identity, the system also started to give up.

After hearing her question, the system thought for a moment and said, "I used to dance with swords for her."

Xia Mang looked at his chicken claw-like hands: ". Talk about something practical!"

The system was silent for a while and then said: "She loves reading, and I will read to her."

Xia Mang couldn't help but complain, what kind of boring hobbies are these?

There were a few books that Qiao Yuandong often read on the carriage. Xia Mang hesitated for a moment and picked up one at random.

"Ma'am, shall I read to you?"

Qiao Yuandong couldn't help but look at Xia Mang, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, and finally nodded without saying anything.

Xia Mang cleared his throat and turned to the first page to recognize the words in the book.

But the traditional Chinese characters throughout the article made her dizzy.

"This this. What is this. In A, it's called um. Feng, and in B, it's called. This what is this Meng."

Xia Mang couldn't read the first sentence.

Because at this moment, Qiao Yuandong's shoulders were shaking with laughter, but because of her self-control, she tried hard not to laugh out loud.

Xia Mang put down the book awkwardly. She couldn't help scratching her head and sighed in her heart again.

It’s okay to stop pretending to be cultured.

Look how embarrassing it is to be laughed at by others.
Qiao Yuandong laughed so hard that he lowered his head and even covered his mouth with a handkerchief.

After a long while, Qiao Yuandong calmed down and took the book from Xia Mang.

"Come closer and I'll read to you."

Xia Mang actually didn't really want to listen to such flowery stuff. She was not Qiao Yuandong and didn't have the hobby of listening to people reading.

However, leaders rarely have this kind of interest. As a successful social animal, you must always provide full emotional value.
So Xia Mang tried hard to look studious and sat down next to Qiao Yuandong.

Qiao Yuandong opened the "Zhou Ji" that Xia Mang had just read, pointed at the words on it, and read them to Xia Mang sentence by sentence.

There was a hint of coldness and reserve in her voice, yet there was a hint of tenderness when she read.

It was as if what she was holding in her hand was not a book, but an old friend she had known for many years.

Even though Xia Mang had no idea what it meant, she found listening to Qiao Yuandong's voice very relaxing.

So, Xia Mang fell asleep while relaxing.
Qiao Yuandong was studying intently when he suddenly felt his shoulders sink and a furry head rest on them.

Her voice paused.

Looking at Xia Mang leaning against him, Qiao Yuandong frowned.

She moved her shoulders slightly, and Xia Mang, who was sleeping, felt the instability. She even twisted her body in dissatisfaction, stretched out her hands and hugged Qiao Yuandong's arm.

"What a courageous guy."

Qiao Yuandong cursed with a smile, but did not wake up Xia Mang.

I guess this girl must be very tired after accompanying me out for most of the day.

Let her sleep for now.

Xia Mang slept all the way to the gate of the Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion. When Qiao Yuandong woke her up, she was still dreaming about eating pork elbow.

Xia Mang sat up in a daze, touching his painful head, and met Qiao Yuandong's gloomy gaze.

Seeing Qiao Yuandong's weak shoulders, Xia Mang spoke faster than his brain.

"Madam is too thin. You should eat more."

Qiao Yuandong, whose shoulders were aching from being pressed, said: “.”

(End of this chapter)