"Have you heard that the new Miss Duan is afraid to become the next mistress of the Zhao family!"

Where servants gather, the news about the internal change of house rights always spreads quickly.

Before that, Mrs. Duan was about to enter the house. Today, she was replaced by her niece, who may also marry into the Zhao family.

Lin Mengya found a good place and pinched a handful of dried fruit stuffed by the kitchen aunt in her hand. She heard it with interest.

"Can't you? How old is the son?"

The questioner was obviously an honest man with less imagination.

Sure enough, as soon as these words came out, they were laughed at by others.

"How old is he? He's going to be 18 next year! He's grown up. Besides, looking at this posture, I can't say he's going to be recognized back soon. Now it's right to order a marriage."

Lin Mengya couldn't help smacking herself.

At the age of seventeen, perhaps in modern society, he is just a childish teenager.

But here, it is enough to become the backbone of a family.

At this time, she went back a few laps.

When Aunt Fang remarried, Huo Xiao was just a 12-year-old boy.

This year, he is only twenty-eight years old.

In other words, if Zhao Zifei is really the son of elder Zhao, elder Zhao and Mrs. Duan were together before he became famous.

But she remembers very well.

Aunt Fang's remarriage was the result of the collusion of the Fang family and the Zhao family.

In other words, it is elder Zhao who has a certain position in the Zhao family, but it is definitely not as important as it is now.

Mrs. Duan is not an ordinary woman.

If she had chosen elder Zhao as a potential stock with such foresight at that time, how could she allow him to marry another woman as his wife? And it has never appeared in so many years.

It makes sense to say that she is arrogant and refuses to serve with others.

But judging from her behaviors, she doesn't seem to have such a strong temperament.

What's more, over the years, she and the old lady have been in secret contact.

All these things show that Mrs. Duan is a deep-seated and calculating person.

It seems that there are many secrets hidden in Mrs. Duan!

Although the discussion over there was not loud, the content was fully cultivated by all women and girls, and I don't know where the distortion went all the way.

Lin Mengya put the half eaten dried fruit into the dark bag on her chest, clapped her hands, and was ready to leave.

She heard what should be heard, and the rest were all conjectures of everyone, which really couldn't be taken seriously.

But unexpectedly, as soon as he left the back kitchen yard, Zhao Zifei came face to face.

Now he seems to have the style of a young master of the Zhao family, with two young boys waiting at any time.

It is said that the old lady sent several capable women and girls to take good care of her hard won golden sun.

I don't know whether I really love my grandson or just to control the next generation of heirs of the Zhao family.

She immediately stood by the side of the road, bowed her head and regarded herself as a roadside ornament.

Listening to the footsteps, I was just relieved, but the three turned back again.

"What's your name? What do I think? You look familiar?"

The juvenile timbre has a low background, but it floats very, not magnetic, but it is easy to be liked.

Lin Mengya didn't look up, but her head hung lower,

It makes people think she's afraid.

Zhao Zifei seemed surprised by her reaction.

Slowly, he said patiently, "what are you afraid of me doing? I remember. You are the dumb slave newly promoted by your mother? I'm abrupt. What are you doing here? But what's your mother's command?"

Lin Mengya shook her head.

I thought she really didn't have time to chat with the young master here.

But somehow, Zhao Zifei seemed to be talking.

Although I didn't say anything useful, I just wouldn't leave or let her go.

"Speaking, I think you have a good temper."

Zhao Zifei smiled and said, "if only the people in my yard could be quiet like you every day."

Lin Mengya lowered her head so low that her neck was about to break.

It's not easy to be quiet? Find a random burial post and ensure that there is nothing but Yin wind all day.

But Zhao Zifei began to laugh at himself again.

"People in the Zhao family probably think I'm lucky. Overnight, I became the young master of the Zhao family. However, if I have a choice, I'd rather stay in our small house with my mother all my life."

Then he sighed deeply.

Lin Mengya couldn't help it. She raised her head and moved her neck a little.

If she goes on like this, she will have to suffer from spinal disease.

But he didn't want Zhao Zifei to see her action and was happy in his heart.

Naturally, he knew that no maid could stand his words.

Also taking this opportunity, he saw the dumb girl clearly.

The facial features are pretty, and the face is white and tender.

If you can't speak, you'll avoid many future problems.

Thinking of this, he was very satisfied with his immediate goal.

"Sorry, I shouldn't have said that. But I don't know what happened to me when I saw you. Even if I want to tell you, I can feel better."

Lin Mengya already wants to roll her eyes.

I don't know what to say. This is to show her that his mouth is easy to use and can talk, isn't it?

Zhao Zifei looked at her face disapproving, and the expression on her face was also a little lonely.

"It's said that a thousand gold is easy to get, but it's hard to find a bosom friend. Unexpectedly, my bosom friend is a little mute girl in this house."

No! Don't!

Lin Mengya's head grew big when she heard him say so.

If I catch her in the future, I'm afraid she will lose control of herself and screw off this guy's head.

She quickly shook her head and tried to communicate with each other with her eyes.

Forget about confidants. Why don't we just be strangers?

Zhao Zifei misunderstood her eyes and said excitedly, "no, I don't think you are humble! On the contrary, I think it's a great fate for you and me to become a bosom friend. Dumb slave, we can't be limited to the difference of identity. In my heart, you are my bosom friend!"

Before he finished, he grabbed Lin Mengya's hand excitedly.

She reacted quickly and immediately took a step back.

What are you talking about? What are you doing?

But Zhao Zifei thought she was just too shy, and a smile appeared on her face.

"It doesn't matter. In fact, I think the most important thing for two people's communication is to fit their hearts. Identity and status are not important."

Lin Mengya felt that she couldn't.

At least people like Zhao Zifei don't deserve to make friends with her.

What's more, she doesn't think the other party is so "approachable" and makes friends with whoever she catches?

Oh, it's just big pig hooves trying to take advantage of her.

Lin Mengya doesn't want to spend any more time with him.

This guy's mouth is too broken, and he's restless. He wants to move.

Nodding, she walked away quickly.

She has to leave this place early, and she has to avoid the broken mouth childe in the future.

Otherwise, she's still quiet?

Zhao Zifei kept watching her back disappear out of the corridor.

The two confidants next to me have been very quiet.

They didn't go behind Zhao Zifei until someone who spied on all this left.

"Childe, Miss Duan's people are gone."

"Oh, if you want to come to my cousin, you must complain to my mother."

The so-called affectionate, elegant and easy-going all disappeared.

Now Zhao Zifei's cold face has only shrewd calculation and indifference

He doesn't care about the mute girl at all, nor does he care about Duan ruxuan's people.

But he absolutely does not allow his life to be firmly controlled by the two women of the Duan family.

"Childe, even if Miss Duan really marries you, she won't hinder you. Besides, if you tear your face with your wife now, I'm afraid her will be bad for you."

His little boy also thinks of him.

But this sentence detonated Zhao Zifei's anger.

He pinched his cuffs and even showed green veins on his forehead.

"The Duan family's women are not that simple. My mother worked hard and endured for 15 years in exchange for today's glory. Duan ruxuan's woman was even worse. She worked hard until she was 18 and didn't get married. Do you think they would easily let me go?"

As Mrs. Duan's son, he knows his mother's personality best.

But he was not allowed by the Jedi. His future wife would be a woman as terrible as a scorpion.

In particular, she could bear it for so long.

Moreover, mother has many secrets that even he doesn't know.

"Does the young master like the dumb slave?" The boy asked again.

This time, Zhao Zifei just smiled coldly.

"She? It's just a tool I used to get rid of Duan ruxuan. You two watch carefully. If my mother or Duan ruxuan's people embarrass her, you just need to help her."

They nodded, indicating that they both understood.

Zhao Zifei narrowed his eyes.

He knew that the more he expressed his intention to "care" about the dumb slave, the more his mother and Duan ruxuan had to deal with her.

He doesn't care about the life and death of a little dumb slave.

What he cares about is whether he can expand his strength as soon as possible in the tug of war with his mother, so as to really control his life.

At the moment, almost all the way back, Lin Mengya felt that her goose bumps were just getting better.

But I wonder if she went out today without looking at the Yellow calendar.

Originally, I thought I was unlucky enough to meet Zhao Zifei. Just when I arrived at the gate of the small courtyard where long Tianyu was placed, I met the "silly white sweet" Miss Duan ruxuan Duan.

"Eunuch, I know that no matter what I do, I can't repay you for saving your life. But Ru Xuan's marriage has never been up to her. Please allow me to compensate you in other ways."