After struggling in the apocalypse for ten years, Jiang Bai transmigrated into a farming novel as the scumbag villainess. At the start, she abused the villain's child, not only ran off with all...
Upon hearing this, Jiang Bai frowned slightly: "Mother, please don't say that."
Seeing this, the old lady pulled Jiang Bai aside and said, "Then you should try to persuade Yi'er."
The situation has once again become a dilemma.
Jiang Bai was in a very difficult position.
Zhao Yi pulled Jiang Bai directly towards his own courtyard.
Linglong was somewhat unwilling: "Master."
The only response he received was Zhao Yi's indifferent back.
In the courtyard, Jiang Bai sighed: "Tonight, I'll go and talk to the old lady."
"Mother isn't someone who doesn't want to reason." It's also possible that the problem lies with Linglong.
The old lady is easily swayed and might be misled, unable to distinguish right from wrong in a moment.
Although Zhao Xile stayed inside the house, she had actually sneaked out to the front hall earlier and overheard what the adults were saying.
Jiang Bai was afraid that the noise would disturb Zhao Xile, so he lowered his voice and said, "Don't worry."
Zhao Yi held Jiang Bai's hand: "I was worried about you."
"Since I, Zhao Yi, agreed to your request, I don't want you to suffer any injustice."
Jiang Bai was deeply moved.
She smiled and said, "That's enough."
"I will stand by you and will not allow any other woman to have you."
Zhao Yi's eyebrows curved slightly: "You can't go back on your word."
"That's natural."
No woman wants to share the person she loves.
That night, Jiang Bai went to see the old lady.
At this moment, Linglong was also in the old lady's room. The two were talking when Jiang Bai arrived. Linglong got up, bowed to Jiang Bai, and left.
Just as Jiang Bai was wondering what was going on, the old lady called out, "Madam, come here."
Jiang Bai sat down in front of the old lady: "Mother."
The old lady looked at her and said, "Jiang Bai, don't blame your mother. I just want another grandson."
"Our Zhao family cannot be without an heir."
Upon hearing this, Jiang Bai thought of Zhao Ping'an's background. Could it be that Zhao Ping'an wasn't Zhao Yi's son?
Jiang Bai dared not ask, knowing that this was the Zhao family's top secret.
Zhao Yi will tell her one day.
"Mother, your daughter-in-law will take good care of her health."
The old lady patted Jiang Bai's hand: "But Linglong is also a pitiful woman."
Jiang Bai's expression changed slightly: "Mother, if you insist on doing this, it will be your mother-son relationship that will be ruined in the end."
“Zhao Yi is filial, but you are indeed putting us in a very difficult position right now.”
The old lady couldn't quite understand how she could have given birth to such a devoted son.
For a moment, she wavered.
Actually, this Linglong isn't absolutely necessary, as long as Jiang Bai's belly is fertile.
"I will try my best," Jiang Bai comforted the old lady.
The old lady sighed: "How about this, let's each take a step back."
"Keep Linglong for now. We'll discuss whether Yi'er wants her later. If you get pregnant in six months, I won't bring it up again. I'll handle Linglong's matter."
Jiang Bai nodded: "Thank you, Mother."
The old lady seemed a little tired: "You should go back now."
"yes."
Jiang Bai felt a little relieved, thankfully the old lady was easy to talk to.
If it were any other unreasonable old lady, she certainly wouldn't have been so easy to deal with.
But what she's most worried about now is whether Linglong will cause any trouble.
But Jiang Bai didn't expect that the unexpected trouble would happen so quickly.
Linglong brought food over to Zhao Yi's side.
"Why are you here?" Zhao Yi asked in a slightly cold tone.
"go out."
Linglong didn't respond, but placed the things directly on his desk: "Master, it's late, you should rest early, don't ruin your health."
Zhao Yi remained silent.
Linglong didn't give up. She went to his side and ground ink for him.
"I'm saying this one last time."
Linglong, I'm so glad: "This is what the old lady asked me to bring to you."
"If you're going to do this for the sake of the old lady, please don't send Linglong away, okay?"
Zhao Yi snorted coldly and remained silent for a moment.
Knowing she had succeeded, Linglong continued, "How about I serve you and help you rest today?"
She wore a light pink ruqun (a type of traditional Chinese dress) with a sloping collar. The dress was mainly made of gauze, which accentuated her graceful figure.
And her forearms and body, which were partially visible.
Zhao Yi didn't look up, but Linglong steeled her resolve and stepped forward.
The next second, he was sent flying.
Zhao Yi stood up, put his hands behind his back, and looked down at Linglong: "I'm warning you one last time. If you do this again, don't blame me for being impolite."
Linglong winced in pain, got up, and looked at Zhao Yi with tears in her eyes: "Master, why are you doing this to me?"
Just then, Jiang Bai returned.
She looked at the scene with some surprise.
What's wrong?
But after a short while, she was able to figure out the reason.
He clicked his tongue twice in his mind, thinking how could this woman be so clueless?
Linglong bowed to Jiang Bai while crying, saying, "Madam."
“It’s Linglong’s fault. Linglong shouldn’t have come to see the master.”
"Madam, please don't be angry."
Jiang Bai: "..."
She hasn't said anything yet.
What a fine green tea!
Jiang Bai followed her words and said, "You really shouldn't have come."
Linglong was surprised that she would say that.
“Master has important matters to attend to every night, and your visit is clearly disturbing him,” Jiang Bai said in a very serious tone.
Linglong was caught in a dilemma: "Please forgive me, sir."
"Get out." Zhao Yi uttered a single word and led Jiang Bai into the house.
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