Song Ziyu came back before dinner, and as soon as she came back, Xia Zhu invited her to Qiushiyuan. After she entered the house, she "Chen Wan" stared at her. Ziyu grew up, and her face opened, making her look even better.

Seeing the strange woman sitting on the kang staring at her, Song Ziyu frowned unhappily, and blessed her mother, calling out: "Mom."

Then he glanced at the strange woman who had been staring at him and asked, "Who is this person?"

Chen Wan looked at her and said, "You will know who she is tomorrow. I heard that you always run out these days..." "What do you care about me?"

Song Ziyu interrupted her and walked to the chair to sit down.

She just needs to care about her two precious sons, and what she does, a daughter who only smears the family?

Chen Wan closed her eyes and took a deep breath and said, "I'm afraid you will be confused again. Someone saw you shopping with a young master. Who is that young master?"

Song Ziyu looked at her and said, "My future husband."

"Husband?"

"Chen Wan" exclaimed in surprise, "Ziyu, you are not yet in the hairpin!"

This child is obviously confused again.

Song Ziyu glanced at her, "What's your business?

When I get married, he will come to propose marriage.

He is the son of a wealthy businessman in Fengcheng. He has rich family and looks good. He is not comparable to those rash men in the military camp."

The man was named Wang Qilin, who was twenty years old and had not married yet, and came to the imperial city to do business.

She would meet him because he took the initiative to chat with him in the teahouse.

"Does he know your identity?"

Chen Wan asked with her eyebrows frowned.

Song Ziyu nodded and said, "I know, he doesn't care about my past affairs. He also said he really wants to like me. When I and the robbery go to the door to propose marriage and marry me in a glorious way."

"Do you think he really likes you?

Aren't you afraid that he has other plans?"

Chen Wan asked one after another.

Song Ziyu looked up at Fang Liang and said lazily: "It doesn't matter whether he really wants to like me, it doesn't matter whether he has other plans. As long as he can marry me with a glorious and elegant manner."

How could she not know that Wang Qilin was talking to her and had other ideas in her heart?

Is there another man in this world who doesn’t care about his wife’s reputation?

But none of these matters, and she didn't care.

Everyone in this imperial city is watching her jokes, everyone is saying that no man will want her, and everyone is saying that she will not get married in the future.

She wanted to let those who saw her jokes see that Song Ziyu had something to do with her, and she would marry in a grand manner. As for the people around her, she didn't care.

"You are playing with fire," Chen Wan said in a deep voice.

Song Ziyu said expressionlessly: "Then let me destroy myself!"

Chen Wan looked at Song Ziyu in front of her and felt that she was sick and was quite ill.

She just wanted the world to see her married and slap them in the face, but she didn't know that even if she married, it would be meaningless to them, and they wouldn't feel their face hurt.

But she was the only one who suffered the subsequent adverse consequences.

"Chen Wan"'s eyes turned red, and tears fell down in the blink of an eye. She gritted her teeth and cursed Lin Qingxue in her heart.

It's all for that bitch who made her Zi Yu like this.

When Song Ziyu saw her crying, her heart felt as if she had been stabbed by a needle, and it hurt.

"Why are you crying?"

She asked with a frown.
Chapter completed!