After Yinzhen left, Jiang Ranli looked at the burly middle-aged man in front of her without saying a word. She didn't know how to face this father who didn't have much affection for either the original owner or her.
Anjia Oron's thick brows were furrowed at this time, and his resolute face was full of dissatisfaction. "Look at what you have become now. It's already past noon, and you still have a mess here. What will Master Jiu think when he sees this?"
Listening to Anjia Oren's scolding, Jiang Ranli glanced at the food on the table, then looked up at him.
"You didn't come here to scold me, did you? If not, just tell me why you came. If so, now that you've finished scolding me, you can leave."
Anjia Oron was surprised when he heard this and was in a daze for a long time. He looked at the burly and ugly woman in front of him and opened his mouth but could not say a word.
Jiang Ranli was too lazy to look at him. He glanced at Sixian and Sidai and told them to clear the food away.
After the incident yesterday, the people in the mansion who didn't care much about Jiang Ranli started to take advantage of the situation and make things difficult for Sixian and Sidai. They had waited for a long time in the big kitchen before bringing back these meals. She only touched them with two chopsticks, and they are still intact.
However, she didn't care about these things, nor did she care what Anjia Oren had just said. She just felt a little sad.
"Why do you live in such a remote yard?"
After a while, Anjia Oron spoke again, his voice as stern as ever.
"I volunteer," Jiang Ranli said, inviting Anjia Oren to sit down.
Anjia Oron took a seat, and looked around the room with a pair of sharp eyes, a barely perceptible look of regret flashing across his eyes.
"Wan'er, is someone bullying you in this mansion?"
Jiang Ranli sat there with a serious expression. She had imagined thousands of things that Anjia Oren might say, but she had never thought that he would say, "Is someone bullying you?"
Seeing Jiang Ranli stunned, the regret in Anjia Oren's eyes became more intense.
"What's wrong with your face?"
As soon as he entered the door, Anjia Oren saw Jiang Ranli's red and swollen cheeks, and he finally plucked up the courage to ask.
"I was beaten," Jiang Ranli was a little dizzy. Anjia Oren at this moment was completely different from the one she remembered.
In her memory, Anjia Oron had always been distant and majestic towards her, rarely speaking to her. Even if he did, he would speak harshly to her. She was often bullied in the mansion, but she had never seen Anjia Oron care about her, nor had she seen him ask about her and show concern like he did today.
What did he want to do? Play the family card and make himself please Yinzhen for his future?
Anjia Oren looked at Jiang Ranli who was looking at him, and his eyes, which were already wrinkled, turned slightly red. He didn't speak for a long time. When he spoke again, his voice was not as stern as before, but there was a hint of trembling in it.
"Wan'er, father doesn't ask you to be rich and prosperous in this mansion, he only hopes that you can live a stable life. The prince's mansion is not like the general's mansion, you must remember to be cautious and careful, no, don't let yourself be caught."
Don't let anything slip?
What does he mean by this?
Jiang Ranli's heart beat violently at his last words, "What do you mean?"
"Father knows that you don't want to marry the Ninth Master, but your marriage was ordered by the emperor himself, and Father cannot disobey the order. Now that you have made the decision, you must be more careful," said Anjia Oren.
"What do you want me to be careful about?"
Jiang Ranli had a feeling that her father seemed to know that she was disguising herself as ugly.
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