Rebirth: The Poisonous Wife

Jiang Jingshu was speechless and suddenly didn't know what to say.

She turned and noticed that the man's position happened to be facing the room. She could know what was happening inside.

The man didn't know when to stand here. Did he see the scene just now.

The man raised his face, smiled at Jiang Jingshu, then turned and left silently. Jiang Jingshu didn't know who he was.

"Girl, it's ready."

Ping'er came at this time and noticed the scar in Jiang Jingshu's hand. He couldn't help exclaiming, "girl! Your hand..."

She hurriedly took Jiang Jingshu's hand. Jiang Jingshu's smooth, tender and white hand, a deep scar fell on it. At this time, it kept bleeding.

"Hurry! Call the doctor!"

"Girl, was this scratched by a vase? What should I do if I leave a scar... The girl's family can't be hurt at all." the love in Ping'er's eyes is true. She is loyal to Jiang Jingshu and thinks of her in everything. Jiang Jingshu can't help but feel warm when she sees it.

Another place.

The atmosphere in the room was very cold, and Jiang's Qi trembled. Within a few days of her departure, Lin Wangshu took other women to the house.

She knows that her relationship with Lin Wangshu is getting weaker and weaker. She has not had a calm conversation or roommate for many years.

After giving birth to Jiang Jingshu, they began to be strangers.

Jiang Shi originally thought that he could make do with living a plain and light life. In addition, he could live well by keeping Jiang Jingshu grow up. Unexpectedly

"What's going on?"

Jiang's voice was gentle and angry because of his good family background. It was just a slight tremor in his voice. It didn't seem to be angry at all.

"Do you really want to take them into the house?"

Lin Wangshu frowned. He knew Jiang would be angry, but he couldn't care.

Ye was the one he loved. They were childhood sweethearts and had no guess. However, because of their identity and his poor family, they could only reluctantly marry Jiang as their wife. Ye's family kept their guard like jade for him. They lingered and gave birth to a child outside. That's his blood. How can they have the heart to fall outside!

"I have made up my mind and will bring them in and give them a place!"

The time was ripe. He couldn't wait any longer. Even if Jiang objected, he had to bring ye in. What's more, what's the use of Jiang's opposition? After so many years, it's hard to be separated from him!

"I'll tell my mother in a few days that you can drink Ye's tea in peace." Lin Wangshu turned and left.

Jiang's face was pale and his body shook. He almost fell over.

Mother Lin quickly held Jiang, helped her to sit down, poured a cup of tea and surprised her.

"Madam... Madam, pay attention to your body..."

Jiang's eyes were numb and she stared at the front. She felt that her heart was going to be broken... Since then, how should she live and how should shu'er live

"What did you say I did wrong?"

"Madam." Mrs. Lin looked distressed. She grew up watching Jiang grow up like her own daughter. At this time, she saw Jiang lose her soul. "Madam didn't do anything wrong. What's wrong is men's playfulness. It's normal for men to have three wives and four concubines... What Mrs. Lin wants to think now is how to keep the young lady and let her grow up safely in Lin's house."

"Shu'er... Yes, I have my daughter."

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In a partial yard, Lin Qingqing ran back to the yard with red eyes. When she saw Ye Shi, she threw herself directly into her arms, "Niang..."

"What's the matter?"

Ye's appearance is charming. His eyes can hook people's souls. His appearance is well maintained. The light Rouge powder is so beautiful that it doesn't look like he has suffered.

Lin Qingqing stretched out his hands, and his hands were scratched by fragments, which looked shocking.

Ye Shi was surprised. "How did you get hurt? Did those slaves take care of you? Those cheap hooves have to be sold!"

Before ye entered the door, he regarded himself as the housewife and summoned the servant girls in the yard to establish prestige.

"Not..."

Lin Qingqing choked and pursed her lips, but refused to tell the reason.

She was afraid to say it. Jiang Jingshu would say it was the vase she broke. At that time, Jiang Jingshu couldn't frame it. Instead, she put herself in it.

"It's okay, don't be afraid, you said."

"I just went to my sister's room and wanted to make friends with my sister. Unexpectedly..."

With a squeak, the door was pushed open. The sound was slight. Lin Qingqing's ears were sensitive and heard it all at once. With the slight change in the faces of the servant girls in the room, she can know who is coming.

"Unexpectedly, my sister said that I was not a miss of Lin's house, but a wild seed rolling in from the outside, and pushed me! I didn't stand firm. When I fell down, I brought the vase, and the vase broke..." Lin Qingqing said sadly, and his tone was full of grievances.

"Mother, do I have to pay my sister a vase?"

"And... Am I really not a miss of Lin's house?" Lin Qingqing said innocently, with dark and bright eyes and tears hanging on her eyelashes.

Lin Wangshu pushed the door and walked in. Listening to Lin Qingqing's words, his face became more and more iron.

"You are Miss Lin! You are my daughter Lin Wangshu!"

Lin Wangshu opened his mouth in a cold voice and walked over, holding Lin Qingqing's hands in both hands. He was very distressed. He shouted directly to the servant girl next to him, "why don't you go and ask for a doctor?"

Zijuan, the servant girl brought by Ye, acted according to the circumstances and quickly said, "the doctor has been invited to go by the people in the eldest lady's yard."

"What doctor does she invite!"

Lin Wangshu snorted coldly, and his eyes became more and more agitated. "Just came from the Jiang family, can you still have something wrong?"

"Dad, I'm fine. I don't hurt at all..."

Lin Qingqing hurried to speak, but tears kept falling like broken pearls. "I don't need to see the doctor. This little injury will be cured in a few days."

The more sensible Lin Qingqing looked, the more she felt pity for her.

Lin Wangshu's mind had long been hooked by her. Looking at her beautiful face, he couldn't help touching her head. "Don't worry, Dad won't let you suffer any injustice."

"Daddy..."

Lin Qingqing pours into Lin Wangshu's arms and sprinkles Jiao.

Lin Wangshu feels comfortable physically and mentally. Lin Qingqing is his daughter. With his surname, Jiang Jingshu... From his appearance to his arrogant character, he doesn't pass on it at all. He really doubts whether Jiang Jingshu is his own daughter.

He slept with Jiang very few times, but how many times can he have children?

Lin Wangshu's heart becomes more and more bitter. As long as he hates a person, he can't change his inner thoughts anyway.