The Law of Transmigration: The Black-Hearted God’s Domineering Love

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But he heard the old third housewife beside him cough lightly, and then he remembered Mrs. Rong Anhou, and smiled apologetically at her.

"Oh, I made you laugh. Our family Yan'er has been soft-tempered since she was a child, and she rarely gets angry. When I was in a hurry, I forgot about it."

"It's okay, it's okay! A little girl is only cute when she has her own temper!" Mrs. Rong Anhou smiled hypocritically.

The hands that were actually hidden in the sleeves were almost twisted into a ball.

On weekdays, what she hates the most is going to the house of this kind of uneducated general. The daughter's family who taught her doesn't even know the rules.

I am the majestic Mrs. Rong Anhou, whoever sees her in the entire capital should not bow their heads and say hello.

Right now, he was being humiliated by a child.

But I came today because I promised my son that I would bring him to meet the eldest lady of the General Zhenguo's mansion, and secondly, my marquis said that the Emperor Beiyan was in his prime, and he was watching the border, ready to attack at any time.

This Luo family will probably grow taller and taller in the next few decades, and they not only want to be friends with him, but they should also take care of their son, whether there is a suitable playmate, if they can It would be even better to form a baby relationship.

If you ask her, her family's marquis is also confused. They are a majestic Rong'an marquis who has been prosperous for three generations, so there is no need to make friends with this rude man.

As for getting married...

Mrs. Rong Anhou secretly looked at the little girl lying in Mrs. Luo's arms, and a trace of disgust flashed in her eyes.

There are outsiders present here, so how decent is it to act like a baby!

And looking at it like this, this little girl's status in the mansion is not just the title of the eldest daughter, maybe she is spoiled to the top of the sky, right? !

Although marrying such a daughter-in-law can help Rong Anhou's mansion more in the future, but marrying such a daughter-in-law into the door, is it possible that you still want to see her face in the future? !

General Luo has another prostitute daughter, but her background is not very good, not to mention that she was pregnant before marriage, and General Luo refused to admit that she came to the door with a big belly, and finally endured until the child was born. It was only after a drop of blood that he realized it that he was married into the family in the form of a continuation.

No one in this capital knows, no one knows, and now the general's wife is replaced by her brother-in-law.

So no matter how well-behaved that so-called prostitute is, she won't let her Chen'er in.

The General Zhen Guo's Mansion has been laughed at for so many years because of this incident, and she doesn't want to be laughed at along with her in the future.

When she went back when the time came, she told her Marquis that Chen'er didn't like the eldest daughter of the Zhen Guo General's Mansion.

Thinking of Mrs. Rong Anhou in this way finally made her heart a little more comfortable.

She sighed softly, just about to introduce her family's Chen'er to that uneducated little girl, when she raised her head, she saw Han Qianchen and his eyes staring at the little girl, almost rushing to arrest her It's normal to grab it.

"Chen'er!" Madam Rong Anhou shouted displeasedly, wanting to draw his attention.

But Han Qianchen seemed not to hear, staring at Luo Liyan without blinking.

He finally waited for her!

His beloved wife!

In this life, he said that he would not repeat the mistakes of the previous life.

Han Qianchen's excited body trembled slightly, and subconsciously wanted to go forward, but felt a piercing cold gaze fell on him.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, and when he looked up, he saw a young man in a moon-white brocade robe looking at him sullenly.

It's him? !