I’m a vicious woman, but I’m a mess.
Because in a few days, my fiancée will come home with a real mistress.
And I’m the biggest stumbling block they’ve ever had.
I’d never want to be such a cheap fiancé if it wasn’t for the credit.
(i)
Song and I are child relatives, and more specifically, I am his child daughter-in-law.
It’s just that he hasn’t been very nice to me.
His grandmother, Mrs. Song, has been blessed with my upbringing, and the only wish of the old man is that I marry Song Qing and privation the Song family.
I was going to refuse my birth parents to take me home in return, but now I hesitated after having such a real dream.
More than a decade ago, my father was liquidated by His Majesty and his family was exiled.
But then, when I was born, my parents saw me weak, afraid I would not survive the wind of the border.
Old Mrs. Song, who had a great relationship with my deceased grandmother, immediately took me home and made up a lie to save the lifeless and to take her name.
I was raised by old Mrs. Song.
I know I’ve been under the fence since I was a kid, and I’ve learned from my childhood, whether by the rules or by the embroidery, the housekeeper or the man.
My father’s return to important positions in Kyoto is also a matter of time.
In two days, old Mrs. Song gave birth to the idea that she’d never go outside.
I don’t have much to say, after all, that old Mrs. Song has given me her heart and heart, and I have asked the best teacher to help her run the yard before I was 10.
Even though there is some self-interest in this.
But Song Zhen is different. He hates me when he was a kid.
He thought that I was boring, even if I was the model of a noble girl in Kyoto, I was not a lonely girl in his house.
And We embroidered, saying, ‘I am a good sod, and turned my head and said to his sister Song Qingqing, ‘That is what I am.’
I did the drawings, and he said, “I’m a mediocre man,” and then told his seven or eight best friends, “How’s the man in Kyoto doing?”
Laugh to death, I’m Mr. Quincy. After all, I have to find a way back.
But I don’t fight Song Qian, who calls him the Song’s eldest son.
Then old Mrs. Song forced me to get married and I became his fiancée, and he hated me even more.
It’s either out of town every day, or the party of the Poet, and every time I make a fool of myself, I’m holding out for him.
I don’t have much hope for Song Zhen.
Until this day I had a very real dream.
I dreamt that Song Qian had saved a young woman named Shen at a poetry gathering with his friends.
The woman was very different from an ordinary person, the genie of the ancient spirit, who said that she had come from the world, and soon captured Song’s heart.
The two became happy families, and I and Mrs. Song were the biggest villains in the whole sweet and spoiled script.
Because in my dream, Mrs Song likes me too much, I like Song likes me too much, and I have a father-in-law who loves me for years.
So I have no mercy on them, all kinds of persecution.
When I woke up, I thought it was ridiculous, because I couldn’t have liked Song Jing like to die.
But for the next few days, a lot of coincidences, all I’ve seen in my dreams.
I had to believe.
“What’s wrong? What’s going on? “Mrs. Song smiled nicely and looked at me.
I’ve only come back to think of my scent for a long time.
“You haven’t slept well lately, but you’re upset. I’m going to move on, “This fragrance may be useful.” I’m sorry.
Mrs. Song nods with a smile.
It was just a smile, and she came out in a hurry.
He said to Mrs. Song, “The old lady, he had just saved a woman who had fallen into the water at the poetry conference, and he was a relative of his skin. I’m sorry.
Mrs. Song just got her hands frozen.
I put my hand on the ash.
Looks like it wasn’t a dream. It was God who saw me poor and warned me.
(ii)
After hearing this, Mrs. Song fell on the ground with a cup of tea.
I’m in a hurry to drop my stuff and hold her.
She hit her chest so hard, she was so angry, she said, “What a mess! What a mess!
“How can he have saved a girl who doesn’t know who’s home in person, and told so many people to see him? I’m sorry.
When he finished, he started to breathe, and then turned his eyes upside down and cried in her eyes.
I told her to take it easy and say, “Go get the doctor and bring the lord and wife. I’m sorry.
If something ever happened to Mrs. Song, I’d ask Song to see my face, and he’d say I’m abominable.
Soon after Mrs. Song lay down, there were a lot of people outside the door, one by one, with a sad face.
“It’s a shame to see you this time.” I’m sorry.
“The boy, the wild one. “The Song masters also groaned and said:
I smiled, Song Qian, not just this time.
The other members of the Song family started to comfort me as well.
But they say it, and there’s no apology in the tone.
In fact, I don’t care what Song Zheng did. He loved who he liked, but he never should have done that to her.
But I will not have less than one play, and I will shed tears in my eyes and say, “I don’t like it, nor do I want to press for it, but I can’t hide it from you.” I’m sorry.
“If you don’t give the girl a word, our Song family won’t be able to hang on to her face. My voice is silent and my voice is silent for the Song family’s attitude.
Although Song Zheng’s reputation was not good, it was too much to avoid having heard of his name.
A group of people listening to me is silent.
Only Song Qingqingqing, Song Qingqing, Song’s sister, came to say: “What are you doing here when my brother has not returned?” I’m sorry.
She was staring at the lady just after she said it.
But before she opened her mouth, she came into the door with a little boy, and I looked at him very carefully.
“He’s still at Pei’s house, he won’t come back. I’m sorry.
He said he looked at me carefully and said, “Let her go and get her.” I’m sorry.
Song Zhong Mo is not a brain-drained man.
I tried to calm down the anger that had soared in my heart, to replace myself with a pathetic face, looking at old Mrs. Song in bed.
The old lady sneered and said, “He’s getting worse, and he has to go and get him back.” I’m sorry.
“It’s all your habit to have a good child, and you’re so used to it, and I’m counting on him to support us.” I’m sorry.
Then cough hard.
She changed her smile and said to me, “You are the only one who can talk to her.” I’m sorry.
People are looking at me, and I’m guilty if I don’t.
That’s a joke. Song Qing is their son, not my son.
I don’t believe they know why I’m the only one who can persuade Song to come back.
Song Zheng despised me, but he kept bothering me, and when I was a kid, I used to flatter him and treat him well, in return for the mockery of this young man and his friends.
Later, when I grew up and didn’t like to listen to his childish provocations, he went into business, and every time he did not listen to trouble, he would stop up there only if I personally persuaded him.
He couldn’t hear a word of praise from me, but he had done it because a good friend had said something just to me.
He just used it to express his disgust and dissatisfaction with me.
But I couldn’t, and I had to report on Mrs. Song’s gratitude for her upbringing, and I wiped my tears and paid a humble tribute to the old lady: “I’ll go.” I’m sorry.
But this time, if you want me to get him back, just dream.
(iii)
I rushed to Pei’s house with a few girls.
I’ve been waiting for you for a long time.
Bae-Chong is the eldest son of the Pei family, and Song-Chong has been a good friend since he was a child, but he is a good friend.
He has had a talent since he was a child, and he is willing to read it with his hard work. When I was a child, when I was bullied by Song Qi and his friends, he not only did not participate, but he delivered me a pap in private.
When I’m not sure I’m good for Song Zhen, I wake up with him on several occasions.
Although Song Zheng is unhappy to see him bring me something fresh.
So by the end of the day, Bae-jin is still my only friend, more than Song Qiang, even though he’s a friend of his.
If Song Zhong is a rich and unobstinate son, he will surely be a noble son of Wen Wen.
So I’ve been wondering how two people who don’t know each other for years.
“She’s here. He smiled nicely and saluted me, “The poem is long gone, you are late. I’m sorry.
His rhetoric was full of stupor, but his eyes were tender and polite.
But I’m used to him talking to me like that.
“Mr. Pei is the only one who has to ask me for help. I’m not weak, either. “Song Zheng is not missing you every time I’m in trouble. I’m sorry.
“How can I look at you? I’m sorry.
He spoke to me rarely so unrighteously, and I laughed, and said, “Well, Chum, such jokes are not for free.” I’m sorry.
“What if someone with a heart listens to it? I’m sorry.
It was only when he heard the words of Al Zhong that he opened his smile and looked at the young Songs who were with me, saying, “They were afraid.” It’s cold.
“The slaves heard nothing. “The two girls can’t stop shaking.
He led me through the porch.
When I pushed a door open, I saw Song Zhen, wet on my body, and raised a glass with some friends.
And Bae-chun said to Us, “Let him change his clothes, and he refused, so he was waiting for you to come upon him.” I’m sorry.
I don’t know what that means, but I’m going to have to make sure that Song Qiang’s young man is guilty, but somehow, I think it’s obvious what Bae-Chong said.
Song is drunk, he looks up at me and he’s proud of his friends.
“We thank you for coming? He looked up, his cheeks were red and his eyes were full of drama, and he said, “I thought you had forgotten so much. I’m sorry.
But after all these days of dreaming, I really didn’t want to look at this brain that’s completely undeveloped and that’s not fully developed, and I just said, “The old lady is sick, Song is sick.” I’m sorry.
I rarely spoke to him with this coldness before, but every time I pulled his face down and put him back in good words.
Listening to that, his friends, who had just laughed, were silent.
“I know you hate me and want to bet on me, but this is different. I’m sorry.
“She’s too old to be excited. I’m sorry.
Song Zheng’s face flashed a little bit, and went on to say, “You’re more concerned with old ladies than our family, as if you were a decent Song girl.” I’m sorry.
I didn’t contradict her, I didn’t talk.
He stood up and said, “Why don’t you take me back with Miss Shen?” She had just cried to me and had she returned to her house like this, she would have died. I’m sorry.
“No, Song Zhen.” Does he want the Song family to be a laughing stock? I’m sorry.
Listening to me, he sits back and he’s like a kid with a temper.
“What do I care about Song’s family? Is your name Song? He said, “Or is Ms. Xie afraid that taking someone back will affect your position? I’m sorry.
“You’re no better than Shen Zhen when it comes to identity. I’m sorry.
Bae-jin wrinkled his head and filmed Song Zhong, saying, “You are heavy on Song Zhong. I’m sorry.
Song Qing was reminded to shut up.
“In that case, let’s go back with me and I’ll cancel the engagement. I’m sorry.
(iv)
The scene of chaos was quieted out by my words.
I went on to say, “I will leave Song’s house after the 70th birthday, and I will not interfere with your eyes. I’m sorry.
“At that time, you can have anyone you want. I’m sorry.
“Whatever I want to do, I will never stop you again. I’m sorry.
Song Zheng was in the same position as I said, but he still refused: “How do I know that you are lying? I’m sorry.
“Thank you for leaving Song’s house. I’m sorry.
It’s like you think you’re right.
But I have left Song’s house, and I am the King’s daughter, and the respected and self-obsessed man of Kyoto. I can’t help but look at Song’s face and say to myself, “If you do not believe in it, swear to the heavens, and let it be written.” I’m sorry.
“Or you can go back to Song’s house with me and tell everyone in person. “I can’t live a second longer than this.
I thought that after all that, Song Jing would stand up and mock me with all his friends and go home with me.
But he suddenly stood in rage and threw on the floor a single bottle of wine in his hand, and the moment when the cup fell down, the sound of the sound was clear.
“Are you threatening to thank me? He asks:
Song Zheng is still the same Song Zhong who only has the brain Qing Qi, and I’m not happy with him, I’m not tied up with him, he’s still unhappy.
I looked at him with my face and said, “What are you going to do?” I don’t owe you. I owe you. I’m sorry.
But as if he had not heard what I said, he was still angry: “The more you know, the more you think I have to listen to you.” I’m sorry.
Well, he probably thinks I can’t hold on to him in front of his friend.
I remember that dream and decided that he would never be used to it again: “Whatever you want, I will not be with you.” I’m sorry.
I turned around and didn’t look back.
But not long after I was alone, Song Zheng returned to Song’s house, but he brought back the Shen Zheng.
The Song family, who didn’t look so good to me earlier, was all the more accusing me of why I did not persuade Song to act so impulsively.
Well, apart from the old lady, I’m probably the best tool for keeping Song Xiaoqiao under control.
So, no matter how bad Song Zhen is, a tool, thanks them.
I spent the whole night with Mrs. Song.
When she woke up, she saw me with red eyes, and the first thing she said was that she called me incredible.
“That’s a shame. I’m sorry.
“The Song Zheng family is sorry for you for all this. I’m sorry.
She took my hand and said that.
“Your father wrote to me a few days ago, saying he would return to the capital and keep asking me about you. She said, “Oh, you’re not a good match. I’m selfish and want to tie you to him. I’m sorry.
I have no words, even a sense of relief.
“You’ve been a good kid since I was a kid. He can’t keep you for life. She said, “I don’t know what I’m looking at, but there’s some tears.
Mrs. Song really loves me, but she’s a bad person, and if she doesn’t change, no good girl in the city will marry him, but I’ll remember her.
I remember the story of my dream, and I told her, “Don’t worry. Song will always know.” I’m sorry.
Because if there were no accident, Song Zheng would go to school to marry her.
He should be better off without me.
It’s just that I can’t figure out that Song Qing can become a high-ranking official like a moth?
(v)
Mrs. Song wasn’t joking, but only the next day she negotiated the dissolution of the marriage.
After all, I’m a lonely, fatherless, motherless daughter, and the housekeeper can ask them for some good. Without a marriage contract, Song Qing may not have a proper wife.
But Song Qing and his sister Song Qing Qing didn’t look good, especially Song Qing, and the scene opened.
“Grandma, who do your grandchildren like and who they marry? * He’s got a little sarcasm on his face and looks at me. *
As Song Qingqing looks down on him, he hastens to remind him: “Doesn’t my brother not like her sister?” What’s wrong with that?”
I don’t know what kind of nerve he’s getting at, he laughs, “I don’t like it.” I’m sorry.
“I don’t like it. I’m sorry.
He turned to old Mrs. Song and said, “I like Shen Wing, why don’t the old lady give me a kiss?” I’m sorry.
His Lord Song was too busy calling him, saying, “Ah-ho, apologize to your grandmother!” I’m sorry.
But the old lady was not angry, and her eyes were cold, and she said, “If you like it, Grandma will help you.” I’ll have you bring her in as Mrs. Song! I’m sorry.
“The old lady is sulking, and she says, “It’s an old lady. Don’t take this seriously. I’m sorry.
But Song Qi did not follow her, and said: “I am not angry with you; I like Shen’s girl.” I just don’t like the way your old man grew up! I’m sorry.
I was raised?
Listen, I just want to laugh, and I’ve been reminded from time to time by all Song’s families that I’m an orphan under a hostess’ fence, and the only thing I can rely on is the love of old Song.
But the old lady likes it, and I’ve taken it, to satisfy her with embroidery, I’ve broken my fingers a thousand times, and I’ve tried so hard to convince my little lone girl, and I’ve eaten so many times and couldn’t get my bowl up.
But in Song’s eyes, I became the love of my grandmother and grew up with them.
Mrs. Song looked at him and said, “How can you blame anyone for not listening to me when I have never grown up with a baby?” I’m sorry.
“And when my 70th birthday is over, my sister and father will come to pick her up, and if you’re going to let her suffer, don’t blame me for using my methods! I’m sorry.
When the old lady kept her mouth shut, my nose was sore, I blinked and I forced the tears back.
Didn’t you say that you saved your life? Why are there parents? Mr. Song asked.
The rest of Song’s family were watching her.
Mrs. Song smiled and said: “In those days, His Majesty was not a king, and his parents, Ki-sang, who will be returning to Tokyo in January, made me look after her. I’m sorry.
And when she looked at the people of Song, who were almost stupid, she went on to say, “Now that Ji-sang is going back to Kyoto, of course he is going back to his house.” I’m sorry.
“to follow me as an old woman and be angry at Song’s house every day. I’m sorry.
(vi)
After Mrs. Song had told me my life that day, the stupid Song family had repeatedly advised her not to have me and Song’s marriage dissolved.
But it is clear to me that the Song family’s attitude towards me is much better, and that even though I, the man who is about to leave the house, is taking care of Song’s wife’s birthday party, I am no longer embarrassed by Song Qingqing or even the Great Lady.
I’m still working on the accounts and there’s a small knock outside the door.
I looked up and saw only one girl in a goose and yellow dress standing in the shadows, and she had some baby fat, and she looked shy and shy.
It’s Shen Yong.
Miss Shen, what’s up? I stopped the move and asked her.
I don’t really feel bad about Shen, because even in her dreams, she’s always just a little girl who’s been persecuted by me and who’s responding properly.
“Thank you… no, Miss Ji. She was staring at me and she said, “You look great. I’m sorry.
“I don’t know why Song Qi would like me. I’m sorry.
She said, “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean it.” I’m sorry.
And I shook my head and said, “Nothing, you came to me, but what is the matter?” Did the Song people make you look bad? I’m sorry.
Shen Qun shook his head and laughed uglyly: “No, I have come to apologize to you.” I’m sorry.
I’m laughing.
When I noded at her, I only laughed at the girl, and Song Zhen embarrassed me, so it wasn’t once or twice, and neither man nor woman would have been involved if Song Zhen hadn’t meant that.
At the end of the day, she fell into the lake, and if she did not struggle, she would die if she did not go back to Song’s house with Song, but it was her choice to save herself or to save her.
She handed me a wooden box, and she laughed, “These are for you, my reward.” I’m sorry.
The wooden box is an ordinary wooden box, and I opened it, but it’s a very fine jewelry, and it’s not expensive, but it’s pretty.
Shen Qin looked at me and was afraid, and said, “I have nothing to offer you, Qi, which I made with my own hands and which I have not poisoned.” I’m sorry.
“No, I love it, you did well.” I’m sorry.
The red clouds were floating on her cheeks.
“She’s keeping an account? She suddenly asked:
I noded and said, “I should certainly try my best for the old lady’s birthday party. I’m sorry.
“Well, if I don’t teach you a novelty, it’s a lot of work. She said:
She’s the soul of the world, and it’s normal for me to know that.
Seeing me nods, she speaks to me right now.
After a while, I’ve benefited, and suddenly it makes sense for Song to cross the dream.
“That’s all I got, Ms. Ji’s smart, and I didn’t get it when I was a kid. She exaggerates.
I smiled and thanked you, and I said, “You’re not doing well at Song’s. I’m sorry.
She’s just a little girl of the Shen family, and it’s better to be a concubine for Song Qian, and if Song Qian refuses, it’s hard to see how it’s going to happen. The Shen family is afraid to come back, and the Song family is in trouble with me now.
The Song family, apart from the old lady, thinks that Song Zheng is a perfect man and that it’s not my fault that I’m leaving my family.
I knew she couldn’t talk.
I looked at the jewelry in the wooden box and said, “If you can trust me, how about I open a jewelry store with you?” So you have a place to live. I’m sorry.
“It’s only for the rest of the month until I return to my house.” I’m sorry.
“Thank you, Ms. Ji, I’ll be ready.” I’m sorry.
I’m shaking my head, and I’m thinking that a smart girl like Shen can’t be born here.
(vii)
A few days after the party, I went to the Temple of Psychiatry to bless the old lady.
The long-depressed Song Zhen had to go with me.
“Why are you following me today if you’re not interested?” I got off the wagon and I asked him.
He explained, “I was wrong last time, so…”
And when he had not finished his speech, he spoke strangely: “And today Bae-chun went to the Mount of Psychiatry, and I looked for him, but I had nothing to do with you.” I’m sorry.
I really want to laugh at him. He’s such a sweet, open-minded man. I didn’t mean anything to him.
I’m not as comfortable with him as I used to be. Song Zhen was bored and left.
I thought it was only Song Qiang’s excuse, and I didn’t expect to see Pei Jin in the temple when my prayers to the old lady ended.
He’s all white and sitting in front of a master.
The master, I remember, was famous in Kyoto, but in marriage.
Bae-thong is so good at reading, how can he still count marriage?
I’m sure the Song family will be back and forth again and again these days.
When Bae-thong left, I suddenly rose up and sat in front of the master.
“Girls are married? “I look at the girl, my marriage is coming, why do you count?” I’m sorry.
“Then show me where the marriage is.” I said,
The master heard my life, but he smiled, and said, “A girl’s words are exactly the same as that of his son. I’m sorry.
The son?
“Looks like the girl knows the boy. “The girl doesn’t have to look for a monk.” I’m sorry.
“The gentleman just asked to sign. I’m sorry.
And when he had said that, I felt that my cheek was burning.
Is that how you think of me?
I remember when I was a kid and was bullied by Song Zhen, Bae would hand over my handkerchief to me in private, and when Mr. Bae told me something he didn’t understand, he would write to me to explain it, and when a beautiful little thing came out of Kyoto, he would buy it for me.
He knew I liked to paint, and he gave me a lot of paper, a lot of words, and a lot of family posts.
When the lovers started, I also wondered if Bae-thong meant something to me, except that he had always acted with restraint and courtesy, and I was afraid that I would be able to stop thinking about it with the marriage of Song-chun.
I got on the wagon and was ready to wait for Song Qian to come home, but in a little while, the Song family ran out of the temple.
“Little girl, bad. I’m sorry.
“The Grand Duke fights for you! I’m sorry.
I’ve heard a lot of questions. Song Qian and his many years of good friend Bae Keung got into a fight? Do you want to fight for me?
(viii)
When I arrived, Bae Jin was lying on the ground, and Song was trying to give him a foot.
“Song Liu! What are you doing? “And We took him in order to lift up Bae-chun on the ground.
Bae-chun’s face already showed some blue marks, and he knew that Song had done a great job.
He stood up with a limp and smiled at me, “Don’t worry, I’m fine. But after that, he coughed hard.
I had no time to think about why he suddenly called me “Song Liu” and asked, “Are you all right? Shall I show you the doctor? I’m sorry.
Who wants Song Zheng to pull me open and say out loud, “What are you pretending to be?” I didn’t touch his leg! I’m sorry.
He said, “Song is right. I’ll pay you back. It’s my fault.” I’m sorry.
Song Zheng went on to say, “What you’re doing in front of her is you! I’m sorry.
“Well, I said why did you just hit me in the stomach and carry it with your face! I’m sorry.
I only think that Song Qiang has gone too far. Bae-Chong has been a friend to him for more than a decade, and he has only taken such a beating. Now that he has turned his back, he will not give up.
“Song Qing, you’ve gone too far. Look what you’ve done to Keung’s face. I said, “Are you still a Song family, that’s how you defend the Song family?” I’m sorry.
“He hit me too! He kicked me in the belly! I’m much more hurt than he is. Song Xin explained, “He’s lying to you, thank you… I’m sorry.
It’s ridiculous. I still know what Bae Jin is like. How can he lie about this?
“Look at him laugh! Song Zheng pointed at Bae Jin and said, “He’s trying to help you and you’re helping him! I’m sorry.
But I turned my head, and Bae Jin was biting his lips gently, and looked like he was in pain: “It’s all right, Shao, don’t be angry with Shao, I should apologize to him.” I’m sorry.
“All right, Song Zhen, you can go back alone. There’s your wagon. I said, “I’ll send Pei Jin to find a doctor and you won’t be ashamed of yourself in public.” I’m sorry.
“Go back and I’ll talk to the old lady. I’m sorry.
When Song Zheng has heard this, he must rush in and say, “Pe-kyung, I have been in your relationship for so many years, and I didn’t think you were hiding it behind your back.” I’m sorry.
And look at me, and say in the gentle words that I have never seen, “I know that I was bad for you, but we grew up together, even now you can’t believe only what he says. I’m sorry.
Bae Jin didn’t say anything but coughed even harder.
I listened to Song Zhen and felt like I was all cocky.
Song Qianmau was not the one who got his head down and talked to me like that, and he was the same.
“You go home yourself, I see you’re not hurt. I’ll take Chin to the hospital first. I’m going to lose my sense of reason for one more minute in the face of this Song Zhen.
(ix)
It’s good to go to the doctor’s office that day.
It’s just a couple. It’s clean and clean.
The day was quiet, and it was very soon the day of Mrs. Song’s birthday, which was the first time I saw my parents.
They brought a couple of big cars to give old ladies a birthday.
When my mother saw me, she couldn’t stop crying and kept thanking the old lady.
My father was not crying, and his face was moving, and he paid a deep prayer to his wife: “My nephew is truly grateful to her for being so well cared for. I’m sorry.
The other Songs have been complimenting me for being smart and talented.
It was only with Song’s face on the side, and with her pulling him, that he behaved.
“You don’t know, my daughter and my daughter are young. “The big lady smiled and said, tweaked his cuffs a little bit.
Song Zheng is still not moving.
My mother smiled and said, “We have heard about this, my son, and we respect your wife, and we treat her like a brother.” I’m sorry.
“Well, if your wife is so desperate, why don’t you join your sister?” This can also meet the old lady from time to time. “My mother speaks with dignity as if she knew nothing of my engagement with Song Zhen.
Many of the people at the party were well-known.
The madame is so restless, he wants to explain, “How could she be a brother and sister, if she is wrong…”
I don’t think he’d like to be my brother or my sister.
Lord Pei, who came to the Song family for a dinner, said, “I see this is an excellent way to thank the old lady for her kindness, but also for her affection.” I’m sorry.
“Yes, Ms. Ji is also known as Mrs. Song’s grandmother. Mrs. Pei joined in the tears, “It’s so hard to think about them. I’m sorry.
After all, the guests are crying, and they all say so.
In the end, Song Zheng was forced to become my brother and sister in black.
When the party was over and my mother was on the way back to Ji’s house, my mother took my hand and said, “Mother knows that you suffered trouble at Song’s house. Don’t worry. I’m sorry.
“If you miss old Mrs. Song later, and you look at him in the light, and if anyone is guilty, she will be the first to spare him.” I’m sorry.
I felt the warmth of her hands, a sense of peace, and a good place to nod.
X
Soon after I returned to Ji’s capital, I kept my promise to open a jewelry shop in the most luxurious part of the city and to find Shen Zheng another shelter.
Shen’s prepared for this shop, and my sister’s personal propaganda makes it so hot as soon as it opens.
But Song Qing has been acting like he’s been sick lately.
Back in Song’s house, Bae Jin sent me small things from time to time, and he, though unhappy, would only be sarcasm at my short-sighted love for them.
But now that Bae-jin has given me a gift today, Song Qian is sending me a gift, and now he is my brother, and I have to accept it.
But Bae-jin also seemed to be childish, and became more and more aggressive with him.
Miss, Mr. Pei sent you something. I’m sorry.
I’m looking at the accounts of this month’s shop, and there’s sound coming out the door.
I can’t even count how many times I’ve delivered this month.
“Put it down. * I put down my hand and said *
I’m very familiar with it. It’s my favorite.
Bae Jin always knew my preference.
But I was just about to open the box, and the little girl outside the door said, “Girl, the letter from the Mapbook Office has arrived.” I’m sorry.
Waterworks?
I’m a little confused. Why would they contact me if, in principle, I had any good work, and I contacted them in Mr. Yao’s name?
Open the letter and I’ll see why.
The letter stated that Mr. Pei was willing to spend hundreds of dollars, and asked Mr. Yao to draw a picture of his beloved, knowing that he was happy with the painting, but that he did like it.
Bae-jin is looking for a portrait of his sweetheart?
I don’t know why, but I’m not happy.
But I can’t help but feel ashamed when I open the little image that Bae-jin drew himself.
That little thing, clearly, is what I look like.
Pei Jin-tao is very nuanced, and even the moles I’m looking at can’t explain.
“Girl, the gentleman at the book club is waiting outside for your message. The sound from the door.
My thoughts were confused, and I said to him, “You answer to his affirmative answer.” I’m sorry.
Quietly outside the door, remembering the recent event of marriage in the temple, the fever on my face continued.
Does Bae Jin really like me?
(xi)
I looked at Bae-kyung and the little picture, and I just thought it was a coincidence that I was sewn in the ground, with a brush and a pen and no pen.
Until the evening, my father returned to his house in haste, and he was anxious.
My mother was scared of him and asked her to negotiate.
“Madam has to find a nice house for her these days. “My father groaned and said, “Your Majesty, this day has left me.” I’m sorry.
“He said he had an interest in our son. I’m sorry.
Lord San? I actually had the impression that he did like me, but that kind of thing wasn’t good for me.
“The three princes are gentle, not the best. My mother was worried, “and it’s not good for us all if we’re in a fight for power.” I’m sorry.
And my father said, “Your Majesty has left me as a reminder that I am loving enough. I’m sorry.
“I can’t lay down His Majesty’s face, but I have to say that we were married as children. I’m sorry.
“But will you marry her?” After all, he did make an appointment with her. I’m sorry.
“That’s no good. How can you marry her to Song’s house in a hurry? I’ve been working so hard to get rid of her. I’m sorry.
When a family was sad and had no idea, I suddenly took a slap at the head and said, “Oh, I am so confused that I forgot the house of Pei.” I’m sorry.
I listened to Pei, and I moved.
“You forgot, husband? I had a little bit of an affair with Mrs. Pei in the early years, and I talked about the dolls. She said, “If it hadn’t been for the family, it would have been settled. I’m sorry.
“I see the Pei children are good, so they can learn and observe manners. I’m sorry.
“In addition to this relationship between our two families, we can’t afford to let them down. I’m sorry.
My father nodded his head and said, “The boy is a good student, and he himself wrote me letters a few days ago. I’m sorry.
“I see him in the air as a righteous man of the right hand, and I will certainly do something.” I’m sorry.
“But I have to ask her about this. I’m sorry.
The whole family looked at me, and it was like, “What do you think of Bae Jin?”
We spent half our days saying, “As a matter of fact, my daughter and Bae-kyu have known each other since they were children.” I’m sorry.
My sister looked at me like this, and she laughed at me: “I don’t think I have to ask, my sister. I’m sorry.
“It’s not… it’s Pei Jin-hyeong. “and his family said he might like me about this, and I couldn’t say anything.
(xii)
I’ve been nodding my head for a while, and the two of us put it on the agenda.
She told her mother that she had spoken to Mrs. Pei in the early years.
Who knew Song Qing knew about it, sent me a letter, sent me something and asked Song Qing to leave the house for three days.
And We turned down all that was with him, and did not go forth from the house, nor did We, with our hearts, dwell on the book and the store.
Until Shen Lin and a letter from the Book Office.
Shen Qing asked me to come to the cloud and discuss the shop, and the book board said that Bae Jin had a daughter and he wanted to draw a picture of himself.
I really admire Shen Sheng, and I don’t even think the girl can make the best money in the world if she has the principal.
Not only is she skilled, but she also has new ideas about how to make a difference in the city’s activities, what kind of “gang-buying” and “cut-a-stabbing” can always make the best of money and make a good reputation.
So when she came up with the idea of opening a new shop, I was naturally very supportive.
“Listen to me, if this make-up shop can open, it’s a million dollars. She’s so excited, “I don’t have any of this gum and gill… I’m sorry.
She took something out for a trial.
“Look, it’s with the beauty of your sister. “It’s a living sign! I’m sorry.
I looked in the mirror and I had to admire her skill.
“These two are the beginning. I have plenty of good ones. I’m sorry.
“But I think we’re going to start with high-end brands. I’m sorry.
“What… high-end brand?” I’m sorry.
And she said, “It is that the things are scarce, and if they are, they are worthless.” I’m sorry.
If I thought about it, I wanted to continue with her, but there was a scream in the next room.
Sounds like Song Yi.
“Shh. Shen compares her index finger to her lips, whispering, “Sister, there’s gossip about someone you know! I’m sorry.
Then she pulled me, put her ear on the wall and laughed like a little fox.
“Pai Jin, last time in the temple, I took you for revenge for calling you a nerd, and deliberately pissed me off. I’m sorry.
“I didn’t expect you to really ignore our many years of brotherhood. “The voice of Song Zhen.
Shen Qing squeezed at me and whispered: “It’s over, eating melons to my house.” I’m sorry.
I’m talking nonsense, but I’m wondering how Bae-jin’s character will get him back.
“Song Qing, why do you think I’ve been with you for so many years without him? I’m sorry.
(xiii)
His tone was extremely peaceful, but his words were my heart beating and beating.
“Look at you. You can’t read, you can’t learn, you can’t drink, you can’t do anything.” I’m sorry.
“Song’s family is nothing. You really think you’re an amazing son of a bitch. I’m sorry.
Song’s voice is so angry that it sounds like you’re holding on to something: “So you’ve been trying to rob me for so many years. I’m sorry.
Shen Zheng exclaimed and said, “I knew Song Zheng would do this. I’m sorry.
“He’s just a kid. He’s not really bad. I’m sorry.
I looked at her and said, “You don’t like him?” This is the man and woman of my dream.
She laughed: “I do not like a man who likes another girl. I am not a masturbator, rich and idle, and can do what I like. It is not better than to be a man.” I’m sorry.
Then he added, “I thought he liked me at first, but when I left Song’s house, Song Qian explained to me, asking me not to think too much. He wanted to fight you.” I’m sorry.
“Of course, I still think you and Bae are right for him, and who can bear it?” I’m sorry.
I agree with the location. If I really like Song Zhen, I’m not what Shen Zhen said earlier, Stockholm syndrome.
“But I can’t believe he’s a sixsome. Shen Zheng said he was about to get to his ears and looked at me and said, “Good guy, this guy’s got to be like you! My little heart! I’m sorry.
“What a shock, Iron. Is this a play I can watch?” I’m sorry.
I’ve been mistened by her.
At this point, Bae Jin spoke.
He grunted: “What is yours, Song Qi? It is clear that I would never have known you, and that she was not yours. I’m sorry.
And he continued to say with that low voice, “How can I grow up with him without you?” I’m sorry.
“Song Zheng, you don’t know how hard it was for me when you married Ah Zheng.” I’m sorry.
“But it’s all right, it’s all right with you. How am I gonna get a chance if you don’t change your mind? I’m sorry.
As soon as his voice had fallen, me and Shen Wynn heard the sound of a fierce fall and a fight coming from next door.
Listening to this sound, I remember the last time Bae-Chong was beaten up, he ran to the next door.
I didn’t expect to push the door open, but I saw Pei Jin stepping on Song Zheng.
I thought he couldn’t beat Song Yi.
“A-Chong? “I’m still calling out his name.
Bae-thong heard my voice, and his back was flat and he loosed his feet and turned around and looked at me.
Then he said, in a nuanced tone, “He did it first, and I went back and learned some simple things. I’m sorry.
SONG YORK HOLDING FROM THE GROUND.
(XIV)
“It is clear that he has spoken first to provoke me! Song Zhi said, “And he is trying to deceive you. Don’t be deceived by him. I’m sorry.
Can I actually say I heard it all?
“Chang, I know. I said,
Even if he had planned something for me in the morning, so what?
After all these years, what did Bae-tung do to me?
When I was a Son’s foster daughter, Bae-jin never looked down on me as an orphan, he agreed with me, encouraged me to do a little bit of what I did, and, while taking my reputation into account, everything was fine.
“Song Liu, your heart is not bad, but we are not right. I didn’t say a word to old Mrs. Song, “You’ve been saying a lot for years. I’m sorry.
“But I have not been mistreated in any other way. The old lady loves me and makes you and your sister suffer. I understand. I’m sorry.
“But now that it’s all over, let’s just think about each other’s good deeds and not get confused. I’m sorry.
Without Mrs. Song, I may not be able to stand now, and the Song family has never shorted me, even though it was embarrassing.
“You don’t know. “Song Qing’s head shakes, and goes on to say, “That’s what I used to do. I’m sorry.
“What a poem party and forcing you to take me home was his idea! I’m sorry.
“It’s him who says if I’m too attached to you, you’ll definitely hate me!” I’m sorry.
He kept talking and complaining about Bae-jin.
“How can I do this?” I’m sorry.
“All right, Bae-jin, swear on it. “If you do these things, you can’t marry her! I’m sorry.
And Bae-chun refused to be upright: “How can I swear by Ah-chun that she was my wife from behind, and she was not one of the objects of oath?”
“You…” Song’s eyes can’t stop tearing him apart.
When his shoulder fell down and he thought for a long time, he calmed down and asked me, “If I hadn’t bullied you and listened to the old lady’s words for your own good, wouldn’t there be anything for Bae-Chong?” I’m sorry.
And We shook our heads and said: “Song Qi, there are not so many of them in this world. I’m sorry.
And even if he didn’t bully me, I wouldn’t like him.
His gender is twisted, and the girl he likes is always eager to attract attention with these childish methods.
I don’t like that shit.
(xv)
On the way back to the capital, Bae Jin was very unorthodox and had to squeeze a wagon with me.
I was not at ease, but he asked me, “Why didn’t you just tell him? You never liked him. I’m sorry.
“How do you know I didn’t like it?” I’m sorry.
And Bae-chun dazzled and laughed, and said, “I was watching you from childhood to age. I’m sorry.
“If you liked him, how could I not know? I’m sorry.
“So you can’t know everything. * I’m on my side, I’m *
Isn’t that how men talk?
“What do you know?” Don’t you know you’re the famous Mr. Yahoo? I’m sorry.
I turned around and looked at him surprised.
“What kind of painting I haven’t seen when you type? He said, “With the power of a pen, the habit of a drop is in the next few decades, I know it. I’m sorry.
“Then you asked me to paint your lover!” * I’m not ashamed of my dignity because I can’t imagine how ashamed my face is *
“It’s not that some people are slow, I remind her? “What if I don’t like her? I’m sorry.
“Mr. Pei’s atmosphere has cost me money to paint a picture of you.” I’m sorry.
He smiled again and came near me, and said, “I wonder if the little one has heard such a story.” I’m sorry.
“A former reader, who had been born in the cold, had to wait for the test, but an ugly young lady in the area looked at him and tried to make him look bad. I’m sorry.
He asked me, “Do you think he will?” I’m sorry.
I shake my head, “If I don’t like it, of course I don’t.”
He laughed, and said, “Of course the reader did not want to, and he had no intention of making fun of the young lady, who had no idea that she would come to the door and say, “If she could draw a picture of her with satisfaction, she would give up.” I’m sorry.
“The student promised that he would be a devoted man, to satisfy the lady, to paint the picture day by day, and even to watch the young lady secretly. I didn’t know that after the painting, he loved her. I’m sorry.
My ear root is burning in the air.
And he heard his voice, and said in my ear, “So if the little one does not like me, and finish this with your focus, he should love me.” I’m sorry.
“So, when we get married, we’re happy. I’m sorry.
I looked into his eyes, and I couldn’t say a single word, but I didn’t know where the courage came from. I said, “Who says I do not like you?” I’m sorry.
The red-faced one is Pei Jin.
End
Pei Jin and I finally got married, but he was a child with a temper and sent an invitation to Song Qi, who was so angry at him for a month.
But after all this, Song Zheng seems to have matured and is finally willing to study and grow.
Shen Zheng, who has become the most admired lady in the city, and all the shops I have shared with them, have begun to open a “national chain”, which is her adjective.
Thanks to her, I can’t run out of money now. My mother says she’s afraid she’ll be born.
And I’m a good painter.
At first, I was worried that if anyone knew that Mr. Yao-Yo was a woman, they would never appreciate it again.
But Bae-Cheng said that it is not necessary for a man like me to learn to paint, that is, it is not as good or bad as I have done, so what is good and bad, and what can be seen can be seen, even if I am a woman.
I have been greatly encouraged by his words, and I have worked hard, but I have not come back to the new world, and it is hard to ask.
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My name is Zilong. I’m a student.
But my book boy’s life isn’t easy because my son is a weirdo.
My son’s name is Bae Jin. I’ve been with him since I was a kid.
It’s not a bad thing to be so generous to us, to be able to read and suffer.
But as a close-to-book boy, I know he’s two-faced.
He appeared to be courteous and gentle, and in fact liked his friend Song’s fiancée.
Every day, apart from reading, I’m afraid, just thinking about breaking them up.
He doesn’t like a poem party, he’s upset, but whenever Mr. Song goes, he’s happy and if he wants to take his fiancée, he can do it three more times.
Song’s daughter loved my husband, and she showed her heart a few times, so she didn’t look like a woman, but she went to that platinum shop and forced me to buy the best for her.
He was humbled, but no one could have imagined that his eyes had been red for several days when Mr. Song and Ms. Xian were married, and that was a terrible thing, even though he was still small, he was very nice, and I saw it.
Ms. Chau then gave up her family in her own right, and, of course, she did a great deal to do so.
Mrs. Sing has for many years been unhappy when she used to listen to Mrs. SONG show how well she knows.
Good thing my son got what he wanted, or I don’t know what else he could do.
But now my young lady is an excellent man, and I don’t think there’s anything in the world she can’t handle.
With her, he can always be more emotional, and I don’t have to be so scared. Register number: YXA18kbjEBQHPBbed14Ugeg2
I don’t know.
Keep your eyes on the road.
