Tang Huan is very satisfied with his new identity.

Rich people!

There was a maid who served tea, water, washing and cooking, a private vault, and a little widow with a bad reputation. In this way, she didn't have to swallow her anger like a little nun, and she could just use two maids to do whatever she wanted, nor did she have to hook up like a kind village girl and she had to think of excuses to wait for the opportunity first. With the original bad widow name, she could finally live freely.

Moreover, thanks to the Narcissus, Song Mo has already determined that she is a woman who is unfaithful, so she doesn't have to pretend to be a good person anymore, and she can do whatever she wants.

Is it difficult for bad women to capture a man's heart?

Of course not.

The master said that men are both right and wrong, so don’t listen to how they despise bad women who are unfaithful. Once a bad woman comes to him privately, she is willing to have fun with him, and at the same time guarantees that no one will know about this. Then as long as this bad woman looks a bit beautiful and masters a few tricks of romanticism, the man can hardly control her.

Sometimes when men don’t act, it’s not that they don’t want to, but that they have too many concerns in their hearts. The tribe, future, reputation... they don’t act because they feel that it’s not worth it to implicate themselves in a woman.

As a bad woman, Tang Huan is quite confident in her appearance, while Song Mo is alone. As long as she hooks him behind her back, he has nothing to worry about. Before, the Narcissus was too tender and was so cold that she was afraid to step forward, so she embarked on another stupid path. Flirting with others? This trick is only suitable for dealing with men who like him, while Song Mo obviously hates Narcissus.

Haha, this time she insisted on making him fall in love with a bad woman he originally disliked!

She chuckled on the bed, and suddenly there was a creaking sound of pushing the door outside. With a sound of light footsteps, a strong girl in blue shirt and gray pants walked in. It was Tangyuan, a maid who was close to serving the Narcissus and then following her out.

Tang Huan looked at the dumplings carefully and thought that Narcissus could really pick people. With such a maid with a tiger-backed and bear-waisted waist accompanying her, it made her look better, and the men just wanted to touch her. As long as the Narcissus shouted unwillingly, the dumplings, which were born with great strength, could also be used by two men to protect the master.

Tang Yuan saw her wife wearing gauze and staring at her blankly, and she couldn't help but feel scared.

That night, the wife invited Mr. Lin to a banquet, and as usual, she did not let someone serve him. She stayed in her room. When she heard the wife shouting for help, she immediately put down her work and rushed to the yard. The wife was lying on the ground. Mr. Lin was about to take off her clothes. Tangyuan had been with her for more than a year. She knew that the wife liked to make fun of men, but she had never really allowed the man to take advantage of her. The situation was obviously wrong, so she rushed up and picked up Master Lin and shook it away. Lin Peizhi was shocked and waking up. After most of the wine, she illuminated her lanterns in the corridor. Seeing the daffodil's forehead bleeding, she hurriedly ran away.

"Madam, you're awake, it's great! By the way, you lie down first, the doctor said you were hurt and it's not easy to act for the time being. You take a rest first, I'll ask the doctor to come and take a look for you!"

Tangyuan was sold to her as a slave by her parents since childhood. Because she was ugly, she always did the dirtiest and tiring work. Only this master brought her as her personal maid and asked her to serve her in the room. Such a good master, Tangyuan naturally hoped to serve her for a long time. Now that the wife who was in a coma for three days finally woke up, Tangyuan was really happy. She helped Tang Huan lie down first, and then said softly.

Yes, the whispering is soft. Unlike her burly figure, Tangyuan has a gentle voice and a meticulous mind, which has kept the master's inside and outside the house in an orderly manner. Another maid in the mansion has completely become a maid, and can only wash clothes, cook and sew things, which is far less trustworthy than Tangyuan.

Because of the memory of daffodils, Tang Huan knew that Tangyuan was a loyal person. She looked at Tangyuan very pleasant and shook her head and said, "No, my head doesn't hurt at all now, but I'm a little hungry. When is it now?" She wanted to go and see Song Mo.

"Madam, I'll have lunch in one hour, you..."

"Then you serve me to dress. Let's go to the restaurant to have a look. I've been sleeping for several days, right? I don't know how the restaurant business is." Tang Huan sat up again and pointed to the wardrobe before Tangyuan dissuaded him again, "Go and get that vermicelli with a water-green skirt."

The lady has always been very stubborn and said the truth. If the dumplings are not good, she will have to go get her clothes.

When she was dressing and washing, Tang Huan sat in front of the dressing mirror. No surprise, the appearance of her own appearance was still shown in the bronze mirror.

Tang Huan touched her cheek and felt a sense of gratitude. Fortunately, the master promised that Song Mo would not remember the dream after waking up, and Song Mo in the dream did not remember the last dream, otherwise, Song Mo would have to hate her to death with this face?

She refused Tangyuan's service and dressed up herself.

A circle of white veil was wrapped around his forehead? It doesn't matter. Everyone said that he wanted to be filial. The white veil on his forehead and white clothes were on his body. She looked like a little widow whose husband had just died. When she looked like this, she had a little sadness in her eyes, so she would not worry about any man not being moved. Of course, Song Mo was not included in it. She was born not a normal man, and she didn't know what happened to him before, but she looked so despised by women. She had to frighten him before she could be willing to go back.

After packing up, Tang Huan picked up the ladies' fan next to him, and gently slapped it on his chest while getting up, looking at Tangyuan with charming eyes: "How is it?"

"Okay, good looking..."

Tangyuan was completely stunned, and both words were stuttering. Today's wife's face was still the same, and her eyebrows and eyes were the same, but she just looked even more charming. Her watery eyes were as bright as spring. Not to mention those men, even her couldn't help but pounding her chest.

How could there be such a beautiful woman in this world?

Tangyuan's eyes were full of surprise.

Tang Huan smiled with satisfaction, "Since it looks good, let's go, and I will use it in the restaurant at noon."

The master and servant walked out slowly.

It is the good time for spring in March. The river in front of the door is clear and flowing, and the two sides are filled with spring-welcoming ivy, and the tender yellow flowers are dotted. The plum blossoms on the shore have faded, and small green fruits have grown. The peach blossoms are about to bloom, pink and pleasant, and there are weeping willows swaying into the water and rippling with the waves.

There are entire bluestone roads under my feet. I don’t know how many years have passed, and they have been worn very flat.

Qiqiao Town is actually a water town in the south of the Yangtze River.

The scenery is beautiful, and the mood becomes better involuntarily. Tang Huan looks at the surrounding scenery as novel as a tourist, and will naturally smile when he sees the one he likes. There is no need to deliberately seduce people, countless eyes have fallen on her.

The men were all amazed, while the women were jealous and resentful. Seeing that their men were stunned, they scolded the little widow and vixen in their hearts, while reaching out to twist the man's ears, causing chaos.

Turning onto the main street, you can see the flags hanging on your restaurant from afar.

Tang Huan looked at the butcher shop diagonally opposite.

There were many people on the street, and the butcher shop was surrounded by women buying meat, and Song Mo could not be seen at all.

Tang Huan went to his own restaurant first.

On that day, Narcissus and Lin Peizhi were making trouble. They shouted in the middle of the night and heard the neighbors. Later, they invited the doctor to come to the door. The news that she was seriously ill quickly spread. Of course, the restaurant staff also heard that they had lost half of their business in the past few days, and the few friends were almost anxious to become ants on the hot pan. If the boss really died, the restaurant would have to be in the government. At that time, they would have to find work again. The restaurant business was good, and the boss would be generous in giving money, and the people were so pleasing to the eye. Such a good job was the only one in the world, right?

So when Tang Huan returned, the couple were almost crying happily and came forward to please their boss.

Tang Huan is the best at dealing with men, and she beats away a few crooked dates, and only calls her pretty young guys to serve her. She sits at the table at the door, and when she looks up, she can see the scene of the butcher shop there, asking the guys, but her eyes are aiming at the other side.

There were fewer people buying meat in front of the butcher shop. She sent the guy away, left the dumplings to guard the restaurant, and slowly walked towards the butcher shop.

The white and green skirt outlines the graceful figure, and the willow waist poses reveal a seductive style. In the bustling crowd, she is like a fresh daffodil that can walk, attracting attention.

As she approached, the women in front of the butcher shop couldn't help but make a way out.

When Song Mo looked up, he saw the widow next door.

Just like not seeing it, he handed the pork belly he had just cut to an old lady, collected money and found money, without saying a word of nonsense. He pretended that he didn't hear any greetings.

Tang Huan leaned against the wall next to the shop, hugged his chest with one hand and gently waved the round fan with the other, staring at Song Mo unscrupulously.

If it weren't for the various pork placed in front of him, Tang Huan would definitely be a little... afraid when he saw this Song Mo.

Once you are bitten by a snake, you will be afraid of the rope for ten years.

Butcher Song was almost exactly the same as Song Mo's real body. Her fair and handsome face and cool black eyes that kept people from thousands of miles away. When she glanced at her, she remembered the man who killed her.

However, the more this happened, the stronger her desire to conquer him.

She looked at the girls who were still guarding the shop and smiled, "Several little sisters, look at your clothes and dress up. You should be served by maids and women at home. Why do you have to come here in person if you buy dirty work like meat?"

They were all 14 or 15 years old girls. Even if Tang Huan just asked casually, they could hear her implicit meaning sensitively. Her face instantly blushed and she glanced at Song Mo. She wanted to say something but stopped.

Tang Huan laughed even brighter, "Oh, I understand, it turns out that you are interested in your elder brother Song, and you are close to him as a buyer. Hey, Song Mo, so many little sisters like you, which one do you like? If you like, I will be your matchmaker!"

"Madam Mei, what are you talking nonsense!"

Without mentioning Song Mo, the girls could not withstand such face-to-face teasing. They immediately stopped buying meat and ran away with their faces.

Looking at their backs, Tang Huan laughed very happily.

"What are you doing?"

Song Mo put down the meat he was about to cut, wiped his hands, and asked coldly. He didn't mind missing a few businesses, but this woman seemed to be staying here forever, so he had to ask.

Tang Huan looked at him squintedly and sneered: "Why, don't you even dare to look at me? Are you guilty?"

Song Mo frowned and finally looked at her, "I feel guilty?" He didn't look at her, but he was too lazy to see. What did he dare not be guilty?

Tang Huan patted his forehead with a fan, "Yes, I was bullied by a bully that night, and I kept asking for help from you, but you ignored me. Now that I saw that my forehead was injured, shouldn't you feel guilty? You are a seven-foot man who actually ignored the death of a weak girl. Don't you feel guilty?"

After saying that, she stared at him angrily. When she was angry, there was a hint of sorrow in her eyes. Narcissus looked at Song Mo, and she always had this kind of look. Tang Huan didn't believe that Song Mo couldn't see how Narcissus like him. Today she wanted to explore whether Song Mo had a little affection for Narcissus that could be used by her.

Song Mo looked at the woman like a madman.

She invited that bully into the door herself. How could something happen if she had a strong maid beside her? Who knows if they were playing with something at that time? Who knows if the wound on her forehead was pretending?

He didn't know, and he didn't care.

But he didn't expect that this woman would come over to condemn him with shamelessness.

He looked at her and his voice was cold: "Even if you are really killed, the slut will suffer the consequences of your own fault. What does it have to do with me?"

The author has something to say: Song Mo, are you so sarcastic, aren’t you afraid of losing your powder?

Thank you for your thunder, Momo~

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