Tu Qingyu: "What hidden plot?"
Dabao chuckled, "It's a more exciting plot, you'll know it later."
She frowned, and while the two were talking, the old man came over.
He glanced sharply up and down at Tu Qingyu, and finally fixed his gaze on her face, "You look a lot like an old friend of mine."
"Old friend?"
He didn't mention any old friends, but just kept muttering, "Looks like... Really looks like, especially the eyes."
Eye?
Tu Qingyu's original mother suddenly appeared in his mind. In this life, Tu Qingyu looks most like his mother, especially his eyes.
Oh shit!
She called out to Dabao in her heart, "No way? In this life, the Son of Destiny and I are now brother and sister? This is what you call exciting?"
Wouldn’t this be a bit too exciting?
What about her mission and merits?
Dabao: "Don't worry, Master. I will never find you a real brother or sister."
Tu Qingyu suddenly realized that they were just siblings in name only.
Wow, it’s really exciting.
Yi Zhongxing saw her standing in front of him calmly and composedly, not even looking afraid of him at all, and a hint of satisfaction flashed in his eyes.
"Are you the girl that boy brought back?"
Tu Qingyu looked straight at him, his tone gentle but not weak, "To be precise, he was the one who kidnapped me."
"The old man is..."
He was stunned again. He didn't pay attention to the two words just now, so why was the tone of this sentence so similar?
No, that shouldn't be possible. She died in the fire. It's impossible...
He smiled and said, "I didn't expect this kid to actually do something like kidnapping someone."
But the girl in front of me is really pretty.
"I am his father. Since you are here, you can stay here. If you have any requests, you can ask the housekeeper to take care of them. Don't be polite."
Tu Qingyu frowned, "Did you listen to me? I was kidnapped by him, can you let me go back?"
He waved his hand, "I don't dare to be that brat's boss."
Perhaps it was because the little girl looked so much like the person in his memory, that when he spoke, he always unconsciously made himself look softer.
"Forget it then." Tu Qingyu turned his head to look at the green plants not far away, "Then I'll go back first."
Yi Zhongxing was very curious about her lost look and asked again, "He is the commander-in-chief. This Hongcheng, and even the entire provincial capital, has to listen to him. He is so powerful. Wouldn't it be good to be his woman?"
"Okay?" Tu Qingyu turned around and asked him, "No matter how good it is, I have to be willing to do it, but I don't want to."
The girl's eyes were firm, and he began to murmur again: "They really look alike..."
"Like?" Tu Qingyu's eyes were filled with inquiry. "You keep saying it's like, but can I ask, what are they like?"
"Like my wife." Nostalgia, expression, and sadness appeared in his eyes, and it was very complicated for a moment.
"Wife? Is she his, the Marshal's mother?"
"No, you are still young and don't understand the meaning of a wife."
"Isn't the meaning of a wife to be a wife after marriage? A formal marriage?"
"No, that's what everyone thinks, but in my heart, only the one you love can be called a wife."
"But isn't this unfair to your legitimate wife?"
"It's unfair, but human nature is just that..."
After saying that, he sighed and said nothing more.
Tu Qingyu extracted some information from his words.
It seems that her mother and this handsome father had some entanglements when they were young.
She thought it would take two days before she could see Yi Zhiyuan again, but she didn't expect him to come back in the evening.
That evening happened to be her first time to dine in the dining room of the Marshal's Mansion, having accepted Yi Zhongxing's invitation.
When Yi Zhiyuan came back and saw his old father and the woman he had snatched back sitting together for dinner, he was completely stunned.
Yi Zhongxing looked up at him and said, "Are you back? Sit down and have dinner."
Tu Qingyu also looked up and glanced at him, then stopped talking.
He sat down and the servant served him a bowl of rice. He took the rice without saying a word and just ate it in big mouthfuls.
The scene of sweeping away everything in its path was so swift and unstoppable that even Yi Zhongxing couldn't help but look up several times.
Finally asked: "What? No money to eat out?"
Yi Zhiyuan swallowed the food in his mouth and said, "I was doing something in a hurry and didn't have time."
After he finished speaking, the dinner table became quiet again.
After dinner, Tu Qingyu walked over to Yi Zhiyuan who was sitting on the sofa and said, "Yi, Marshal Yi..."
"Hmm?" He looked up.
"I've been bothering you for a few days now. Can you please send me back? My parents will be worried if I don't go back."
Yi Zhiyuan was amused by her words. She was indeed a smart girl. Excuse me, but she meant that she was here to visit.
But he didn't agree with her. He chuckled and said, "Do I need to remind you? I stole you."
"you……"
She was a little angry, "What do you want in exchange for sending me back?"
"If you don't want to send me back, how about I keep you here and make you my concubine?"
“Bang!”
The sound of crisp applause rang out in the hall, and everyone was stunned.
The servants who were busy at the scene stopped what they were doing. They looked at the Marshal's tilted cheek in horror, fearing that gunshots would be heard in the main house in the next second.
Yi Zhongxing frowned and finally said nothing.
Yi Zhiyuan raised his hand and touched his slightly red cheek.
Turning his head, his eyes were full of ice, he sneered, "Oh, that's really strange."
This was the first time that Yi Zhiyuan had been slapped in the face since he was a child.
Tu Qingyu's hands were shaking, and he looked like he was trying hard to calm himself down.
"I will never be a concubine even if I die."
"Become a concubine?" Yi Zhiyuan licked his cheek. "If I wanted to, I could force you to follow me without any status, what could you do?"
After saying that, he stood up, grabbed Tu Qingyu's wrist and dragged her upstairs.
"What are you doing?!" She began to struggle, "Let me go, you bastard, let me go!!!"
"Bang--!"
The bedroom door was closed, and he picked her up and threw her onto the bed.
He was so aggressive, his tall body pressing down on her, as if he was really going to rape her in the next second.
In fact, he did think so.
When her lips touched his, he felt an unprecedented sweetness.
Unfortunately, the next second, the taste of rust exploded in my mouth.
He propped himself up. The girl under him was breathing heavily, with some of his blood on her lips.
However, his attention was on those eyes.
Those clean and beautiful eyes were a little red, filled with fear, terror and... determination.
It was as if as long as he dared to do it, she would dare to end her life after that.
“Tsk.”
He sat up and sighed softly, "Forget it."
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