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Zhou Bingwen's face immediately turned black.

"Song Ningning, who are you calling a vixen? This is my second sister-in-law, my second brother's fiancée."

"Besides, when did I ever tell you I didn't have a boyfriend?"

"You came to me yourself trying to get closer to my mom, and she just said a few polite words, and you took it all seriously?"

He took a step forward, his tall figure shielding Su Xingmian behind him.

His voice was low, but every word was filled with anger.

"Apologize to my second sister-in-law."

Song Ningning was taken aback.

Zhou Bingheng's fiancée?

Song Ningning looked at Zhou Bingwen as if he were protecting something.

The anger in my heart not only didn't subside, but burned even more fiercely.

She glanced at Su Xingmian's face, a face so beautiful it inspired envy.

Unable to resist raising his voice, he attracted the attention of customers browsing the surrounding shops.

"From the countryside, right?"

Song Ningning looked Su Xingmian up and down, her eyes full of disdain.

"Dressed like that to enter a department store? You've probably never seen so many nice things in your life! Aren't you ashamed?"

"The Zhou family is a respectable family in the compound. They're not afraid of being laughed at for marrying a country girl like this."

"Song Ningning!" Zhou Bingwen's eyes blazed with anger. "Are you asking for a beating?!"

"My second sister-in-law is a member of the Zhou family. If you don't apologize today, this isn't over."

Zhou Bingwen is usually a jovial person, but the anger in his eyes was genuine at this moment.

Fang Lan had just finished paying the bill when she heard the noise, so she turned around and walked over, giving Song Ningning a once-over.

"The Song family's daughter?"

When Song Ningning saw Fang Lan, her arrogance immediately diminished.

Fang Lan is a prominent figure in Beijing's literary and artistic circles, not to mention the Zhou family's background.

"Aunt Fang..."

Song Ningning's voice trembled, and she lost her breath.

"I don't care what your relationship is with my third son, but do you think it's appropriate for you to speak rudely to my daughter-in-law in front of me and in public?"

Upon hearing this, passersby immediately began to whisper among themselves.

"Oh my, so you're the Zhou family's prospective daughter-in-law. No wonder you look like an angel."

"That Song family girl really has no sense of propriety. Her mother-in-law is right here, and she dares to be so arrogant..."

Song Ningning's face turned bright red, and she wished she could disappear into a crack in the ground.

He lowered his head and stammered, "...I'm sorry."

Zhou Bingwen did not move aside and repeated himself in a cold voice.

"Tell my second sister-in-law!"

Song Ningning bit her lip and turned to Su Xingmian.

The words were almost squeezed out through clenched teeth: "I'm sorry."

Su Xingmian stood there quietly, without saying a word.

Her moist eyes even revealed a hint of innocent docility.

She enjoyed the feeling of being protected by the Zhou family.

When Song Ningning apologized, she nodded slightly, looking just like a gentle and delicate girl.

Fang Lan snorted coldly, not even glancing at Song Ningning again, and pulled Su Xingmian out.

Song Ningning was so angry that she trembled all over. She stomped her foot hard, turned around and rushed out quickly.

She's just pretty, that's all.

If it weren't for her face, who would even glance at her?

As soon as he stepped out the door, a very deep splinter got stuck in the sole of his foot.

"Ouch!"

She screamed in pain and fell flat on her face.

Not only did he fall and get bruised and battered, but his newly bought military green jacket also got covered in dust.

A burst of laughter immediately erupted around them.

The woman next to me, who was picking out watches, covered her mouth and muttered something.

"He was so fierce just now, karma really came fast."

The sales clerk behind the counter was pretending to sort out receipts with her head down, her shoulders shaking.

Song Ningning covered her face and ran away as fast as she could.

Fang Lan got into the jeep, still angry.

"Mianmian, don't take it to heart."

"That girl's poor upbringing is none of your business."

"It was a stroke of luck that I fell."

Su Xingmian nodded obediently: "Mom, I'm fine."

She is indeed fine.

The hostility of a human girl is nothing more than a breeze in the eyes of this domineering flower.

Consider that splinter a lesson learned; that foot should be swollen for at least ten days to two weeks.

The term "vixen" was something she found utterly baffling.

She's not a fox, she's a flower.

Queen of the Night Flower.

Zhou Bingwen, on the other hand, was still standing there indignant.

"That's just how Song Ningning is. She was spoiled by her mother since she was a child, and she looks down on everyone."

"There's really nothing between us. We're from the same compound. She's just deluding herself."

He rubbed his face, suppressed his emotions, and reverted to being the talkative younger brother-in-law.

"Second sister-in-law, don't let her affect your mood."

"Let's go to Old Mo now. That Western restaurant is amazing. They have cream of mushroom soup and steak. I guarantee you'll never forget it after just one bite."

"it is good."

A hint of anticipation flashed in Su Xingmian's eyes.

The old Mo restaurant was warm and cozy, with the aroma of butter and bread filling the air.

It was the first time Su Xingmian had seen knives and forks. She picked them up and examined them, but didn't rush to use them.

She first observed how Fang Lan used it.

Fang Lan cuts the steak with an elegant movement, fork in her left hand and knife in her right.

Su Xingmian watched it twice, and then tried it herself on the third time. She did a pretty good job, and the cut surface was flat.

Fang Lan looked at her in surprise.

"Mianmian, you learn things so quickly."

"Mom taught her well."

Zhou Bingwen grunted as he chewed his bread, mumbling indistinctly as he interrupted.

"My second sister-in-law is smart, just like my second brother. That's why I always say smart people tend to stick together."

He sighed again after he finished speaking, and poked at the mashed potatoes on his plate with his fork.

"Stupid people only deserve to eat mashed potatoes."

He said that, but his eyes secretly glanced at Su Xingmian.

Last night, she used a few silver needles and, without even using a knife, forced out the shrapnel that had been stuck for twenty years.

I can cut things even more neatly than him after watching a knife and fork demonstration twice today.

After thinking about it, I could only attribute it to my second sister-in-law being a genius who learns things quickly.

Zhou Bingwen swallowed his bread. Just how many countries did his second brother save in his past life?

Fang Lan raised her hand and tapped him on the back of the head: "Eat properly and stop talking nonsense."

Su Xingmian took a bite of the steak.

Tender and juicy.

But compared to those precious flowers and trees full of vitality, it still falls short.

However, considering how enthusiastic her mother-in-law and third brother were, she decided to eat it obediently.

She ate with a smile on her face.

When we came out after dinner, it was still early.

Fang Lan said she would take her to see a movie tonight, so she would go home and rest first.

As the jeep drove along Chang'an Avenue, Su Xingmian heard that mechanical sound again.

This time it was clearer than in the morning.

[The host's current physical condition has recovered to 82%. It is recommended to return to the Northwest as soon as possible to approach the target.]

[How long until the next phase of the mission begins...]

The sound suddenly stopped.

A glint of dark green light flashed in Su Xingmian's watery eyes.

She turned to look out the window.

The jeep was passing the entrance of an alley.

She vaguely glimpsed a young woman in a Lenin suit walking out of the alley.

The distance was too far; even the demon's eyesight couldn't make out the face.

But the mechanical sound came from that direction.

As soon as the car turned the corner, the figure at the entrance of the alley completely disappeared from sight.

Su Xingmian frowned.

This is the second time.

The first time was in the car, and the second time was also in the car.

Every time that mechanical sound is heard, there is always a specific person nearby.

She silently made a mental note of it.

Whether it's a monster or a human, she'll find out sooner or later.

Su Xingmian concealed the fierce glint in her eyes and resumed her obedient and gentle demeanor.

The Great Northwest is getting more and more exciting!