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Chapter 3100: Republic of China: Killing Wife and Proving Dao 8 More

The next day, Yuan Wense changed into a cheongsam and went to Mrs. Lin's house with her conscience.

Because Corn was from Lao Shi's house, Yuan Wense often gave her leave when she came back this time, allowing her to wander around, inquire about news and so on, and go out with a conscience.

Anyway, she didn't think there was any danger. Even if someone tried to trick her, who might be the danger in the end?

Mrs. Lin's home is not far from Fengzhai. It only takes about half an hour to walk. It can be seen that it is a luxurious area in the local area. However, the house is not big. There is only a second courtyard, and each courtyard is only four or five meters deep.

, about the same size as the front and rear yards of a modern duplex villa.

Because Zhang Wangzhi and Zhou Yinran both came to sit down, there were quite a lot of customers who were waiting for help today, and it was impossible to get around.

Yuan Wense was stuck in traffic all the way, and it took him nearly half an hour to sit in the car and wait for the horse-drawn carriage, ox-cart, and donkey-cart in front to turn around.

Yuan Wense could see the problem at first sight. Mrs. Lin was so smooth and talkative. How could she make such a mess? It was obvious that this guest was a last-minute guest, otherwise she would not have taken into account these things.

"Young lady Zhou, wow, you are such a distinguished guest."

Mrs. Lin directly invited Yuan Wense to her bedroom. There were also a bunch of people in the bedroom, and it was hard to squeeze through even if they were sitting. Someone offered a seat to Yuan Wense. Yuan Wense looked around and saw that they were all strangers.

There are three generations, old, middle and young, and the old rules and new rules are a mess.

Mrs. Lin's mouth twitched. She didn't expect that she only invited a few people who usually come and go to make up the numbers. But who knew that everyone didn't even say hello when they heard that the two young marshals wanted to reward them. They all came today, and there were more guests than expected.

After paying several times, she hurriedly went to the teahouse to order a meal, but there were not enough private rooms. She had to book two rooms, one for men and one for women. It was really embarrassing.

Not only did Mrs. Lin faint, but Yuan Wense also fainted. In the past, even if we received hundreds of married women at the same time, plus palace maids, eunuchs, etc., the scene of hundreds of people was not as chaotic as it is now. There are all kinds of rules and etiquette before everyone enters the palace.

It takes a long time to learn, and there are still people on site

Many eunuchs and palace maids controlled the rhythm. It had never been like this before. It was like a meeting with celebrities. Yuan Wense felt her ears buzzing. Everyone was talking to her and making friends. She had a smile on her face. It was really

Not used to such scenes.

She had never experienced anything like this.

After finally being arranged to have a meal, Yuan Wense felt like she had escaped.

The corners of my mouth are stiff and painful, and my ears are going deaf.

Sun Quanyi was also dumbfounded. How could he approach Yuan Wense quietly in such a lively occasion? She was just like the sun, with countless planets and satellites spinning around her. She was accompanied by no less than four people when she went to the toilet. He

There's no way to get closer, okay?

For the first time, he felt that a real noble lady would have no chance for her husband to get close to her.

Because she would never go out for a walk alone like the fashionable new women.

It seemed that his plan to seduce Young Madam Zhou was no longer possible and he had to think of other ways.

Fortunately, Sun Quanyi has been engaging in conspiracy, taking advantage of women, and coveting women's things his whole life, so this kind of idea should be well thought out.
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