"You! Fine, fine! I don't care anymore, okay? Once my face is healed, I'll find a handsome old man. Who cares about your nonsense!"
Zhang Ailan snorted, picked up the jar, and headed towards her bedroom.
Lin Yu called out from behind, "Mom, that ointment is for both internal and external use, half for the face and half for oral administration!"
"Okay, okay, stop dawdling! It's so annoying!"
Zhang Ailan cursed and slammed the door shut.
bell!
Lin Yu's phone rang; it was Feng Jiu calling.
As planned, we visited the Marquis's residence at 8:00 a.m. sharp.
Before leaving, Lin Yu said to Lu Xueqing, "Oh, by the way, honey, Mom's injuries are quite serious, so the medicine I prescribed this time is a bit strong. After taking it, there might be some strong reactions, such as vomiting, but these are normal. Just continue taking and applying it!"
"knew!"
Lu Xueqing nodded, and seeing Lin Yu about to leave, she quickly called him back, "Lin Yu, wait a moment!"
"Honey, what's wrong?"
Pop!
Before Lin Yu could react, a sweet kiss was instantly pressed against his cheek.
In an instant, I felt as if I had been electrocuted, my whole body tingling and numb.
"This is... a reward for you!"
Lu Xueqing lowered her head shyly, her face flushed as if it were about to drip water.
Lin Yuchun's heart fluttered, and he grabbed her waist.
Caught off guard, Lu Xueqing exclaimed, "What are you doing! Let go of me, you bad guy!"
This coy and hesitant attitude made Lin Yu even more arrogant, and he couldn't help but want to kiss her a couple more times.
"Um?"
Just then, a strange smell wafted over from the other end of the room.
He quickly let go of his wife and ran towards the door, saying, "Honey, we'll kiss again when I get back tonight. I'm leaving now!"
After saying this, Lin Yu ran out in a flash.
Lu Xueqing bit her lip, stomping her feet in anger. That scoundrel! He's so mean, flirting with you and then running away!
Bang!!
Just then, Zhang Ailan suddenly ran out of the house, found the trash can, and vomited, "Ugh!"
I vomited a lot!
Lu Xueqing looked startled and rushed over, "Mom, what happened to you?"
"Where did Lin Yu go? That bastard! What kind of plaster is that? It's clearly dog shit! Ugh!"
Before she could finish speaking, Zhang Ailan started vomiting again.
This thing wasn't so smelly when I first ate it, but as soon as I put it in my mouth, the stench immediately filled my nostrils, like I had eaten feces!
As soon as she vomited, the whole room was filled with the stench of feces; it was absolutely unbearable!
Lu Xueqing quickly pinched her nose. "Mom, Lin Yu said this ointment is quite strong and might cause vomiting. But please hang in there and put some more on your face. It will definitely work!"
"What? You want me to spit shit on my face? You're such a good son of a bitch! No way, you bring that bastard back here, I'm going to kill him today—"
At this moment, Lin Yu had already gotten into Feng Jiu's jeep.
He naturally couldn't hear Zhang Ailan's roar.
However, he could imagine Zhang Ailan's fate. After mixing dog feces with medicinal herbs, the stench would be temporarily masked, but once eaten, the smell would immediately be released, and that smell was comparable to Mei Chao's!
I reckon this old woman will be vomiting all day and won't be able to eat for at least three days.
This is just a small lesson!
Who told this old woman to keep nagging and threatening me with my wife all day long? It would be a real shame not to teach her a lesson!
Half an hour later.
The jeep slowly arrived at a villa estate.
The electric gate was tightly closed, and a wooden sign hung outside with four large characters: "Closed to Visitors!"
Clearly, these four large characters were prepared for Lin Yu.
Feng Jiu opened the car door and got out, then went to the gate and rang the doorbell.
A short while later, an elderly man dressed in a long robe, who looked like a steward, came over with his men.
Through the railing, he glanced at Feng Jiu with disdain, "What are you doing! Didn't you see the sign outside? The Marquis's residence is not receiving guests today!"
His tone was exceptionally sharp when he spoke, and his gaze was condescending.
As the saying goes, even a seventh-rank official is inferior to a prime minister. As the head steward of the Marquis's mansion, he naturally wouldn't take ordinary people seriously.
Feng Jiu wasn't annoyed; she simply said, "My young marshal is visiting the Marquis's residence today as agreed. Please open the doors to welcome him!"
"Young Marshal?" The butler's expression changed slightly. He glanced at the jeep, toned down his arrogance a little, but still said coldly, "My lord is not here. Please tell the young marshal to come another day!"
After the butler finished speaking, he was about to lead the people back.
Feng Jiu frowned and said coldly, "Your Marquis isn't here, and is your Madam not here either? Since the young marshal has already arrived at the door, you're actually turning him away. Are you not taking our young marshal seriously?"
The butler paused for a moment, then said arrogantly, "I'm sorry, our lady is unwell and unable to receive guests. Please leave."
After saying this, he turned around and led his men back.
The two young servants beside him looked somewhat nervous.
"Chief Steward, that's the young marshal. Isn't your attitude a bit excessive?"
"Yes, yes! I heard from the Marquis that this young marshal is no simple man; even our young marquis suffered a great loss at his hands!"
The head steward scoffed, saying arrogantly, "I've been in the Marquis's manor my whole life. What kind of people haven't I seen? Our Marquis is the hereditary Marquis of Guanzhong! Don't even mention a mere young marshal; even if the Grand Marshal came, our Marquis could refuse to see him if he wanted to..."
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