Chapter 240

The voice filled with righteous indignation was overwhelmingly reprimanding Chu Yunyao, Bao'er neither happy nor angry, stood up, ordered the servant beside him to pull the man up from the ground, and asked: "So, you must be very familiar with your wife?"

"Yes, of course." The man felt guilty.

"You must be able to recognize what your lady looks like, right?" Bao'er pointed to the "Young Marshal" who was dressed almost identically in front of her, and said, "Then tell me, these two, who is your lady?"

The man glanced back and forth between the two women many times, really uncertain.

He had only seen Chu Yunyao's portrait once, and only a vague impression remained in his mind.

The last time when she intentionally bumped into a car, she didn't have time to tear off the veil on Chu Yunyao's face to see what happened. All she knew was that she was dressed luxuriously and her eyes were as bright as autumn water.

That time when he was almost hit by a car and broke his bones, he was dizzy from the pain, and he forgot what it was like.

"Why, don't you recognize him?" Seeing that he didn't speak, Bao'er's pretty face changed drastically, and she said coldly, "Damn the reputation of my young lady, but you will be shot, do you know that?"

The man trembled in fright, raised his finger and pointed at one of them, and said with little confidence: "That's it, this is my wife."

The corners of Bao'er's lips were raised, and she walked over and tore off the veil that was covering the man's face, revealing a pink face, and said to the man, "See clearly, is this really you?" lady?"

The man was stunned for a moment, and couldn't find any flaws in the face that had been carefully painted, and immediately denied it: "It's wrong, it's not her, it's the one next to it."

Bao'er hugged the little wolf cub, and walked around the man impatiently: "It seems that you are not as familiar with your wife as you said."

The man said forcefully: "They are all covered with veils, it's normal for me to recognize the wrong person without noticing for a while."

Bao'er walked to the other side, and pulled off the veil on the face of another "Madam Young Marshal", with a mocking smile on the corner of her lips: "Are you sure, this is really your wife?"

The man looked at this face carefully, with a small cherry mouth, a pointed chin, a high nose bridge, black hair like ink, and a pair of big shining eyes. He looked gorgeous and looked good.

The man immediately decided that "Young Marshal's Madam" was the one in front of him, and rushed over excitedly, hugging the woman in front of him: "Lady, I think you're thinking so hard, can you go back with me?"

Bao'er raised her eyebrows lightly, touched her chin, and asked slowly: "Are you not going to compare again, are you sure she is your wife, not the one you identified for the first time?"

"Sure, I'm sure she is my wife." In front of everyone, the man stretched out his salty pig hands, groped the woman in his arms, and hurriedly mopped up: "Lady, I was wrong, I will never do it again." Bet, please forgive me."

The "woman" who was called "Lady" by the man wanted to push him away with disgust on her face. Seeing that the man was hugging him too tightly, she couldn't push him away. Son, don't be disgusting, young master."

The crowd of onlookers petrified collectively.

As soon as the voice roared out, it was clearly the voice of a man full of air.

What surprised the onlookers even more was yet to come.

I saw this beautiful "Madam Young Marshal" impatiently tearing off the wig on her head, and wiped off the delicate makeup on her face in two or three strokes, revealing a heroic man's face... ...