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Chapter 813: Spoiled child's weak mother (44)

   Chapter 813 The spoiled child's weak mother (44)

   "If I wanted to, I could even take a brothel woman as a concubine. Mrs Yin, as a wife, how can you be jealous!" Wei Yao's chest heaved with anger.

But Yin Yin calmed down and sat down slowly: "It turns out that Xianggong thinks so. In this case, the concubine understands. It's just that the concubine's thoughts are at odds with the husband. Xianggong is not willing to go in and out of the brothel, even if it is just to participate in the poetry festival."

   Poetry Club, where to participate is not to participate, why must it be in the brothel, those scholars who hold poetry clubs in the brothel, if they say that they have no intention of seeking pleasure, Yin Yin will not believe it. Even if Wei Yao didn't have that thought, Yin Yin couldn't accept the thought that her husband would get close to other women, and would add fragrance to his sleeves.

  Yin Yin couldn't understand, how could a man with a family go to the brothel so frankly without worrying about what his wife at home would think?

  Which wife would like her husband to go to a brothel and get close to other women?

   And Wei Yao made fun of seeking pleasure and talked about taking concubines candidly, which made Yin Yin unacceptable.

  Wei Yao couldn't understand Yin Yin's thoughts: "Yin Shi, how could you have such thoughts."

   "So the husband will still go in the future, and do you think what the concubine said is wrong?" Yin Yin asked calmly.

  Wei Yao saw the look in her eyes, and for some reason, he felt a little uneasy, but at this time the machismo in his heart was being provoked, and he was angry, he gritted his teeth and replied, "Yes."

   As the word fell, Yin Yin's whole body calmed down, she was no longer angry, and no longer refuted, she said lightly: "Xiang Gong said yes, so be it."

  The way is different and it is not the same.

   Yin Yin said in her heart. She picked up the embroidery again and continued to embroider. She moved slowly and was not affected at all, as if the quarrel just now did not exist.

  Wei Yao saw her calm appearance, the anger in his heart deepened, but he didn't know how to vent, and finally turned around and left.

   Yin Yin didn't give him a look.

   After embroidering the flowers, seeing that it was time to go to bed, he went back to the house.

  Wei Yao was outside the house, looking at the dark night sky and standing in the cool wind. After a while, he calmed down quietly, but his head was still in a mess, like a mess, and he didn't know what to do.

   At this moment, he remembered something, and took out a small cloth bag from his arms. With the faint moonlight, he opened the cloth bag to reveal the drop-shaped earrings and the orchid hairpin inside.

   I planned to go out soon after coming, but I never thought that there would be a quarrel first.

   This Yin family, how dare, how dare to quarrel with his husband, really, really...

  Wei Yao thought of Yin Yin's calm and indifferent expression at the end, and his heart that had just calmed down became impetuous again.

   He took a few deep breaths before turning around and preparing to go back to the house.

   That's all, Yin's family is a woman, and he came back late today. He must be angry. As a man, he should be angry.

   If Yin Shi can take the initiative to admit his mistake, he will not bother with her, and then give her the jewelry he bought.

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   When Wei Yao returned to the house, his eyes immediately fell on Yin Yin.

He specially increased the footsteps, trying to attract her attention, but the figure turned his back to him. She was making the bed, bending slightly, and the orange candlelight fell on her, outlining the slender figure, Yingying A grip on the waist.

   Waterfall-like ink hair hangs down, swaying gently as she walks, occasionally turning sideways, Wei Yao can see her soft and jade-like profile.

  Wei Yao stared, stayed for a moment, and subconsciously wanted to step forward.

   (end of this chapter)