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In truth, the Cold Spring Spirit had heard of Bai Ran's viciousness even before he had entered the marshal's residence.

In the end, hearing is not true. Now that he had seen it for himself, he knew what it meant to see with his own eyes.

Even though she knew that this matter had nothing to do with her, she still felt her heart sink.

Seeing that she had become weaker, Bai Lihua jumped up and ran out of the door without saying anything.

Even if others didn't know much about him, she understood him very well. Since he could say it out loud, he would definitely be able to do such a thing.

Meng Yujun followed her daughter out of the door. Her speed was so fast that everyone who saw her was flabbergasted.

Bai Lihua and Bai Buyi were siblings, but she, Meng Yujun, wasn't certain. A wise man doesn't take advantage of the situation. If she showed off her strength now, what would happen if he were to shoot her?

Seeing the two escaping in panic, Bai Jue heaved a long sigh of relief in his heart.

Fortunately, he was back in a hurry, otherwise, something big would have happened at home.

With such an unrighteous mother, it was inevitable that Bai Lihua would turn into her current appearance. The gentle and cute sister from back then was no longer around, and her behavior now could not even compare to that of a crafty girl.

After shaking his head helplessly, he turned to look at Leng Quan Ling, only to find her standing there in a daze, her face pale.

Bai Ran hurriedly stood up to help her. Although nothing major had happened when he returned, he really did not know what had happened.

"Are you not feeling well? The recommendation officer is right outside. Wait for me to call him in. "

"Sigh. "No need."

Leng Quan Ling's face turned red. She stretched out her hand to grab the corner of Bai Jiran's cloak and shook her head.

"Then what happened?"

"I... I was scared of you. "

Leng Quan knew that it was a bit shameful, this was just a scene, yet he was already frightened to such an extent. After he finished speaking, he shook his hands in annoyance and buried his head into the sofa.

"Huh?"

Bai Jiran didn't react at first and just stood on the spot with her hands on her hips. After staring blankly for a long time, her eyelashes suddenly lifted as she raised her head and burst out laughing.

"You think that everyone has good fortune like you and can make me happily allow you to mess around, but scaring you is also good. In the future, serve me and I will be more careful."

"You're so annoying!"

The spirit of the cold spring was so angry that he stomped his foot on the ground and went back to his room.

During dinner time, Bai Tong talked about the recent events in Qinzhou.

"I've arranged everyone to prepare for a desperate battle, but who would have thought that this place would suddenly become an English Concession. I've compromised only for the people of Qinzhou, otherwise, I would never accept such an event that involves the loss of power and disgrace of my country."

Xiao Bai gave the pickled vegetables in his hand to Leng Quan Ling, who was sitting beside him, then raised his head to look at Xiang Zi.

"This is just a plan to delay the war, you don't have to think too much about it. The British treasure is our port, and the ports in Qinzhou are in the hands of the Bai family and the Xiang family. They don't dare act too rashly.

These words were unclear, but there was another meaning.

Of course, he understood immediately. There was no need to involve the Cold Spring Spirit in this matter.

"But we can't give all of them to use. It's necessary to keep some for our own use. Only by not going to the front lines can we truly protect our families and our countries."

Just when the two of them thought that they had played a clever game of charades, Cold Spring Spirit suddenly spoke up.

Bai Jiran and Xiang Mi looked at each other.

"Anyway, from now on, things will be easier." Bai Dai's sudden words resolved the awkwardness between the two of them, and they lowered their heads to continue eating.

The next morning, Bai Tong sent someone to bring a set of formal clothes back, saying that he would bring Leng Quan Ling to the ball.

She hung up the dress in the box, feeling a heavy weight in her heart.

It was a bright red dress, from the waist down, layer after layer, extending downwards. The embroidery was in a Chinese style, but the style was the same as that of a foreign dress.

So luxurious, so beautiful, it must have cost a lot, and the production process wasn't something that could be completed by a single person.

Now that the war was raging outside, they were actually still in the mood to sing and dance.

The color of the dress was very beautiful, so the cold spring spirit didn't have too much makeup, so just a little decoration was fine.

Even so, when she walked into the ballroom holding Bai Ran's hand, she still attracted everyone's attention.

Although she didn't put on any makeup, it was much more beautiful than that. As she walked, the hem of her skirt fluttered up and down, giving off a bewitching charm.

"I didn't expect the young marshal's wife to be like this …"

A noble lady approached and sized up the Cold Spring from head to toe, revealing an extremely polite smile. "Simple."

"Lady Chen, do you really need to put on heavy makeup to be a noblewoman?"

He held Leng Quan Ling's hand tightly, giving her enough security.

"Aiya, Lady Chen's words are really sour. If your own daughter can't marry, you don't need to vent your anger on others. Such a simple and unadorned young marshal's wife is enough to cause all the men present to be unable to look at her."

At this time, a young woman walked in from that direction. She did not seem to be pampered by the passage of time and had clearly become a bit old.

"Greetings to aunt."

Xiao Bai greeted him with a smile.

To be able to receive such greetings from Bai Ran, she must be the recommended mother.

However, how could such a wealthy family, which did not seem like a pampered family, waste such a huge amount of time?

While Leng Quan Ling was immersed in her thoughts, a very familiar figure flashed before her eyes.

Her pink gown fell to the ground, and because of her fair skin, it was especially lustrous.

She was a snake of a woman twisting her waist, looking forward to the wine, and although she was a bit old, she was a mature beauty.

To a man, this was a fatal temptation.

Meng Yujun's craziness was cured in an instant. She was dressed up like this and didn't want to show off her face.

Just to attract any of the English guests present.

"Yo, this isn't a young, handsome man …" Ah, no, I should call you Young Marshal. "

Bai Lihua's voice was just as sharp as it was yesterday, and it immediately attracted the attention of most people. She wore a white qipao, and the dark patterns on it were low key and luxurious, showing off her impressive curves.

The Cold Spring Spirit did not speak immediately. She only glanced at the people in front of her, and after a long while, she revealed a surprised smile and said:

"Are you and your mother wearing the wrong dress? She was old and dressed like a dancer from the Hundred Flowers Pavilion. Yet, at your age, you wear such plain clothes, as if … "To the grave."