Wang Yuyan didn’t care so much about Mrs. Wang herself, but it was she who could affect her mind the most.

Her bad mood continued into the evening, and even her maid didn’t dare to talk to her, but they thought it was her own big lady, and she began to have a strange temper again. Everyone dared not stay with her for fear of not being involved.
After all, with such a mother, who can guarantee that Wang Yuyan is as kind as a fairy and bodhisattva?
In the evening, Zhan Zhao came to Wang Yuyan’s boudoir as promised, but he came quietly but hesitated at the door, and finally gently knocked on her door.
In fact, it shouldn’t be, but he seems to understand the deepest desire in her eyes that this is a lonely little girl.
Zhan Zhao, a person in the Jianghu, should be the most informal, but he still sat behind a screen and talked to her. It seems that there is a kind of camouflage feeling. If they are found in the same room, even if they are separated by a screen, it seems that no one will believe them at all.
"Miss Wang, what do you want to hear?"
Zhan Zhao sat behind the screen as if he didn’t know that Wang Yuyan was in a bad mood at the moment and asked patiently.
Actually, for Zhan Xia, if it weren’t for those criminals who committed the most heinous crimes, he would be patient with everyone.
"… you just tell me something that happened to you."
Wang Yuyan hesitated for a moment so said.
In fact, she doesn’t want to hear stories. She can also see many stories when she watches them. She wants someone to talk with her and tell her what the real outside world is like.
But it is also because of Zhan Zhao that she wants him to sit near her and tell her his story through a screen.
Zhan Zhao smell speech carefully selected something interesting but not scary to tell her.
He has walked the rivers and lakes for many years and seen too many people and things. What kind of stories and characters can pop into his mind if he wants to.
Zhan Zhao even laughed at himself in the middle of telling a story. He never thought that he still did something about Mr. Wang.
The story is so real and interesting in Zhan Zhao’s mouth, as if Zhan Zhao had experienced it at that time and she had experienced it now.
Wang Yuyan was absent-minded from the beginning, and then he devoted himself to Zhan Zhao’s story, and those bad emotions disappeared at this moment.
A story, even if it is wonderful and interesting by Zhan Zhao, sometimes.
Zhan Zhao stopped in Wang Yuyan and knew the story.
"There is good tea on the table, which is just right for moistening your voice. Thank you for your story today."
He has been talking for a long time, and his voice is indeed a little dry. He is really an understanding and caring little girl.
Just as Zhan Zhao was drinking tea and thinking this way, he heard Wang Yuyan say, "I was waiting for you to tell me a story that day!"
At this time, no good tea is fragrant. At that time, I promised to tell her a few stories in a hurry. Zhan Zhao didn’t intend to continue, but she was so looking forward to it that he wouldn’t stay for a few days, so she said that she would listen carefully.
So Zhan Zhao was in a fog and made an appointment the next day.
The moon has hung on the branches. Zhan Zhao glanced out of the window and wondered what to do and where to inquire about the situation tonight.
"You should go back to rest, too. You won’t get anything today, because everyone should rest. No matter how long you wait, you might as well wait a few days."
Wang Yuyan’s words seemed to be chatting with him, but they exploded like thunder in Zhan Zhao’s heart.
Wang Yuyan is a naive little girl, but how can what he says be right on his mind? And how on earth did she know his purpose and who he was looking for?
Zhan Zhao didn’t think it was because he had ideas in his heart that he was suspicious, but Wang Yuyan’s performance forced him to think so.
This made him curious about the girl in front of him. Is it her naivety or is it her in front of him?
Zhan Zhao wanted to ask a few more questions, but Wang Yuyan didn’t intend to give him this chance. Speaking frankly that he was going to have a rest, what if Zhan Zhao could stay in the girl’s boudoir repeatedly?
After coming out, Zhan Zhao looked at the sky and the moon and remembered that she came with a lamp last night, just like floating from the moon to this person.
Zhan Zhao shouldn’t have had too much contact with Wang Yuyan, but he couldn’t hold his heart. Perhaps it was because his heart throbbed at that moment. Now he wants to explore the girl in front of him more and more. He has seen different people, but what hangs over the mystery still makes him feel a little pity.
Zhan Zhao finally listened to Wang Yuyan and went back to his room to rest that night. He didn’t know if he was possessed. Who knows if the others were with her after listening to her?
But in fact, Zhan Zhao knows clearly that Wang Yuyan means no harm. Everyone else in this villa is different, just like a lotus in the dirty mud, swaying in the wind and spotless.
The next day, Zhan Zhao did what a gardener should do as usual, and occasionally took a short walk to think about whether there were any new and interesting stories that were not so terrible, or told them to a little girl who loved stories in the evening.
Before you know it, someone puts a person in his heart and begins to think about her thoughts. Even if it is shallow at first, there will always be some unexpected changes over time.
Chapter 53 Chapter 53
That night, Zhan Zhao kept his promise and the two of them were still sitting across a screen. He was drinking tea prepared by Wang Yuyan, telling her interesting Jianghu things and taking pains to answer her questions.
It’s as if the fine sand at the fingertips slipped away from her fingers. She felt that time passed too fast, and she had not finished listening to her story, so she couldn’t help but feel a sense of wanting more.
This little girl’s family mood is so obvious that Zhan Zhao can easily detect it. However, he seems to have no other way but to tell the story more vividly
A good generation of heroes has thus become a racking their brains. Tell the story more brilliantly, sir, and his audience is here.
When the story is finished, Zhan Zhao naturally has to leave, but by this time, someone has the cheek to start making an agreement for the next day, and Zhan Zhao seems to refuse, so he has to promise.
Every time I leave, Zhan Zhao will smile and feel that she is too soft-hearted but never wants to refuse. It seems that she is quite happy.
In this way, Zhan Zhao’s story has been told for three or two days, and there is still no progress in finding out what happened to the woman in black, which can’t help but make him a little worried.
On this day, Zhan Zhao really didn’t know what to tell, and it wouldn’t make the girl afraid of the story. To tell the truth, the rivers and lakes are sinister, and there are many guns in the back, and the crisis is by no means as immersive as the story says. There is no beautiful picture in the white roots, but more dangerous.
But before Zhan Zhao said anything, Wang Yuyan seemed to have guessed what he meant. Today, she didn’t want to listen to his story. Although it was a thoughtful move, Zhan Zhao didn’t have a reason to feel a little lost, although it was a good thing.
But unexpectedly, Wang Yuyan turned to tell Zhan Zhao a story. Zhan Zhao Zheng was a little funny. Where did he need a little girl to tell him a story?
However, before the refusal could be uttered, she told him that she was going to tell the story of this Mentor Villa.
As soon as this sentence came out, not only did Zhan Zhao refuse to say anything, but he also wanted to leave his mind.
It suddenly dawned on Zhan Zhao that in fact, Wang Yuyan was not as naive as she behaved. He knew it for a long time, but these days they got along and made him forget it. Only now did he suddenly wake up.
Zhan Zhao couldn’t say for a moment what it was like to sit there quietly listening to Wang Yuyan’s soft and tactful voice coming through that thin screen.
Many years ago, there was a family named Wang in Gusu, who was a local tycoon with considerable assets. The owner of this family had a man and a woman who were brothers and sisters.
My sister married into the Mu family, while my brother saw a beautiful woman with a mysterious origin who was bent on marrying his wife. Later, because his wife loved Mantua, he set up a manor full of Mantua flowers, which was called Mantuo Mountain Villa.
Originally, the couple lived in Gusu City and occasionally came to Mantuo Mountain Villa. The couple were very fond of each other and they had a daughter.
But the good times didn’t last long. The maharaja fell ill and died in a few years, leaving only orphans and widows. Mrs. Wang took her daughter to live in seclusion in Mantuo Villa and rarely went out.
I don’t know why, but Mrs. Wang’s temper is getting weirder and weirder, and she always does something unusual, such as mandolin.
Wang Yuyan’s story stopped here. Her parents were mentioned in the story, but she was never seen.
Her voice is gentle and soft, but it has always been a dull tone. It seems that there will be an imperceptible change only when her father arrives.
Zhan Zhao listened patiently and naturally it was not difficult to detect the emotional changes. He didn’t change his face until Wang Yuyan talked about Mrs. Wang’s abnormal behavior and fertilizer in the garden
Yes, even though Wang Yuyan is a naive and ignorant girl, she has lived in this Mentor Villa for so many years. How can she be unaware of Mrs. Wang’s work?
Just now, Wang Yuyan told a story that she was dead, and her father and her mother were abnormal, but she never said that she was in the story, as if she were in the story, but she was not.
In fact, there is nothing wrong with this, but in Zhan Zhao’s view, if she can say this, it means that she knows much more than this.