That night.

Candles flickered in the house.

After washing up, Meng Zhao and Qingying lay on the bed, ready to go to sleep.

Qingying was still a little bothered by what happened today. She lay on the inside, with her back to Meng Zhao, staring at the wall absentmindedly with her dark and bright eyes, and no one knew what she was thinking.

Meng Zhao would hug Qingying's soft body to sleep every night, and he would feel at ease in his heart.

He patted the bed beside him and called softly, "Qingying, come here."

Qingying didn't move. Meng Zhao frowned and called again, "Qingying, sleep over here, close to me."

"Yes."

Qingying turned over and slowly moved over. As soon as she touched Meng Zhao's body, he immediately stretched out his arms and hugged her tightly.

Meng Zhao lowered his head and pecked Qingying's soft lips, and said softly, "What's wrong? Are you still sad about buying rouge in the daytime?"

Qingying looked at Meng Zhao's handsome face so close to her, and she was very confused.

He was obviously going to get married soon, so why could he be so intimate with her so naturally?

Perhaps, most of these men with distinguished backgrounds are the same. Having three wives and four concubines is normal in their eyes. When they are having sex with other women in bed, they will not feel any guilt towards their wives.

Qingying's mind suddenly flashed by the scene in which Meng Zhao came to her on a whim to have sex with her after getting married and having sex with Miss Zhao.

Her heart suddenly felt as if it was pressed by a heavy stone.

If that was the case, she would definitely refuse to have sex with him.

Although she was just a little concubine and had no right to care about these things.

But she just couldn't accept it and felt very uncomfortable.

Meng Zhao once said that she had the right to refuse in front of him.

If he really came to her room to spend the night, she would use this excuse to refuse him.

"Hmm?" Meng Zhao saw Qingying staring at him blankly but not saying anything. He lowered his head and kissed her bright pink lips, biting them hard, trying to draw her attention.

"Hmm..." Qingying frowned as her lips hurt slightly, and finally came to her senses. She stretched out her hand and pushed the man's chest, signaling Meng Zhao to let go.

Meng Zhao sucked her soft lips, and reluctantly left her lips.

Qingying looked at Meng Zhao and suddenly said, "Master, I met Miss Zhao today."

Meng Zhao was startled, his face a little stiff.

Qingying didn't wait for him to answer, and continued: "She is really beautiful, gentle and dignified, generous and graceful, and she exudes a natural nobility in her every move. She is a perfect match for the eldest master."

Meng Zhao looked at Qingying carefully, trying to find some emotions from her face, but Qingying's face was calm and he couldn't tell whether she was happy or sad. The

more Qingying acted like this, the more panic Meng Zhao felt in his heart, because he didn't care because he didn't like her.

He was going to marry Miss Zhao, wasn't she sad at all?

Meng Zhao recalled Qingying's abnormal look after she came back from the rouge shop at noon today. He asked, "Qingying, was the person who bought the rouge today Miss Zhao?"

Qingying's eyelashes drooped slightly, and she whispered, "Yes."

Meng Zhao's heart ached, and he hugged Qingying tightly and held her in his arms. He kissed her fair forehead and said self-reproachfully, "Qingying, I'm sorry, I made you feel wronged. Tomorrow I will ask Meng Wu to buy you the best rouge in Anyang City." Qingying

declined politely, "My lord, there is no need to go to so much trouble. Chapter, I will go out and buy another box when I am free some other day."

This silly girl, Meng Zhao sighed while touching Qingying's soft black hair, and then asked: "Did Miss Zhao bully you today?"

Qingying shook her head: "No, Miss Zhao has a gentle voice and elegant manners, and she didn't put on airs to suppress others."

Meng Zhao and Miss Zhao only met once, which was a quick glance when he came to propose marriage two years ago. He could not remember her appearance very clearly, and did not have a deep impression of this wife who had not yet married.

Two years ago, the Meng family suffered a blow in business and was unable to make ends meet. Fortunately, the old man of the Zhao family helped and saved the Meng family from the dire situation.

The old man of the Zhao family was very famous in Anyang City and had a fortune of millions. The only regret in his life was that he was over fifty years old and had no son. He only had one legitimate daughter, Miss Zhao.