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"Can't you learn to adapt to it? Just pretend it doesn't exist. It's the same with the world. The more you care about him, the more problems he will give you. "

Wu Pumei looked at the cold spring water spirit and smiled speechlessly. She turned around and started fiddling with the Western Bell.

The western-foreign clock ticked as it walked. Usually, it didn't feel like it was going on for a long time.

By the time Leng Quan Ling returned home in the evening, it was already completely dark.

As soon as he entered, he saw Bai Jiran sitting in the living room, drinking a cup of coffee and flipping through the newspaper in her hands in boredom. The smell of cigarettes permeated the living room.

The Cold Spring Spirit did not immediately walk over to greet him. Instead, she stood on the spot and watched.

How could this man make so many people submit to him? Why is it that a smile of anger can cause a person's heart to beat faster?

He had an aura of Ling Yun that others simply could not compare to.

The angular face was abnormally grave and cold. Under a pair of strange eyes as deep as a black hole were a towering nose bridge and dark red thin lips.

He wore a well-cut military uniform almost every day. The color of the smoke was extremely suitable for him. As he sat there, his posture was very straight, like a towering tree that stood upright.

There were more than a dozen servants standing in the hall. Each of them were busy with their own things, but it was strangely quiet. One could only hear the rustling sounds of the newspapers as they flipped through them.

This was probably his deterrence.

"You're back. Why aren't you coming in and standing at the door?"

Bai Ran had already known that she was back. He seemed to be fully focused on reading the newspaper, but in reality, he was listening to the sounds coming from outside the door. The sky was gradually darkening. How could he not be worried?

"Can't you look at my husband's valiant attitude?"

The corner of Leng Quan Ling's mouth raised slightly, half answering and half teasing Bai Jiran. The more she learnt, the more she admired this man.

"There's no point in looking at it this way. Why don't we go to the bedroom and be honest with each other so we can see each other clearly."

Xiao Bai raised his eyebrows and turned around to continue reading the newspaper. His lips slowly curled up as he said those words in a serious tone.

He'd originally wanted to tease Bai Jiran a little, but he didn't expect that he'd be the one to take the lead!

There were so many servants, including an old lady, and even Huang Hua's daughter, there were young men who were unmarried. It was not shameful for Bai to say such words in front of so many people.

Bai Jiran saw the cold spring spirit's face change from white to red, then from red to black. Finally, she stamped her foot like a little woman and went to the dining room to eat.

It was so happy, and he loved to see her angry and helpless.

The next morning, Li Pei came to report with a small notebook:

"Madam, there were a total of eleven people excusing themselves yesterday. All of them were people who would normally live off their lives. There were two who probed, but did not say anything. What's more, they actually stole something and ran away. "

"What?"

"While listening, the Spirit Master Leng Quan suddenly raised his eyes and turned around to look at Li Pei." Did you steal something and run away? "

"Right."

Li Pei nodded. It was also my negligence. Even though the things I stole were not valuable, it was still a scandal. "

"Alright."

This was the first time the Cold Spring Spirit encountered such a situation, and he didn't know how to deal with it.

Let them steal something and run? He couldn't help but feel unhappy in his heart. How could the grand marshal's residence allow them to be so presumptuous? However, if they were to report him to the government, it would inevitably hurt their reputation.

As the saying goes, a family's infamy cannot be spread out.

Therefore, in the afternoon, the cold spring Ling found Wu Pingmei for tea.

"Why are you asking me about this? "The main house of the man belongs to you, the woman outside. You have to take everything that happens to be deceptive seriously. You have to reward and punish them so that they will truly respect you."

Wu Pingmei glanced at the Fountain of Cold Spring, shook her head, and pointed at it.

"It doesn't matter what happens, it doesn't matter what loses. You are a good man. You don't have to be ruthless. If these servants stole something, they should've caught it and killed it, let alone chopped off its hands. It's not for you to care if he has a sick mother in his house or a kid who has to eat. Besides, you're not the emperor, so what kind of people do you care about? Stealing is a huge mistake! "

Leng Quan Ling listened with a serious expression while holding his bowl, and felt that it was very reasonable.

If she wanted to change completely, she would have to throw out half of this kindness first. It would not be good for her to think so much about everything.

That very night, the soldiers of the Residence of Marshal were summoned. The young madam personally ordered the three thieves to be caught. Whoever was caught by them would be rewarded.

The moment the people below heard that there was money to take it, they immediately dispersed and left to find some people.

The prefectural soldiers here had their tasks, and the servants in the house weren't much better off either. The young madam personally watched as they cleaned up the Commander's Manor. Anyone that this lady disliked was thrown outside.

"Why is this photo still hanging here? Throw it outside. "

Leng Quan Ling looked at the photo of Meng Yujun on the wall with disgust. She then knocked on the photo and instructed the people beside her.

It was about time for the marshal to change his appearance. Now, he wasn't the boss of this marshal's residence. It was about time for him to change all those lifeless items, saving himself from looking at them with such depression.

Every room had to be tidied up. Besides the study, everything else had to be tidied up.

The servants were all busy as day. None of them wanted to ask for leave, and they probably didn't have the time.

Cold Spring walked to Meng Yujun's room familiarly. He pushed open the door and looked inside. It was cold, cold, and full of dust.

"This is the main house of the mansion. Clean it up properly."

Leng Quan Ling didn't care about the fact that Meng Yujun had lived in this room. She had to pack up and move in with ease.

The main reason was that her wardrobe was big. Otherwise, she wouldn't be able to hang the cheongsam she just bought.

"Throw away everything except the cabinets."

The Spirit of Cold Spring opened the wardrobe and pulled out the clothes one by one and threw them on the floor for them to clean up.

Because Meng Yujun had left in a hurry, she didn't bring anything with her. The jewelry boxes were arranged neatly, which was a huge amount of money for her.

Without a second word, Leng Quan Ling took the jewelry box and gave it to Li Pei. When the time came, it would be sold off, and all the money would be turned into cash and stored away.

Everything was lost, but this wardrobe...

The cold spring spirit crossed its arms and stood on the spot, watching. It did not feel good about this position, it was so dense and black that it made people feel uncomfortable.

It would be better to face the sun, and seem to be in a better mood.

At the command of the servants, seven or eight people gathered around the wardrobe and lifted it up, preparing to move it.

Just as the wardrobe left the wall, all of the servants suddenly looked at the wall behind the wardrobe and stopped moving.

Leng Quan Ling walked over suspiciously and found that there was a hidden door behind the wardrobe.