[The heartthrob Jiaojiao young lady x the dank powerful minister who loves very humblely]
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Meng Mi had a marriage contract with Zong Zeyan in his early years. However, due to the decline of the Zong family, the Meng family finally backed off the marriage.
Times changed, and two years later, Zong Zeyan was promoted to a new noble. He had great power and was in the limelight for a while. However, Meng Xiang was forced to disband and return to his fields. All his legitimate sons and stepmothers were taken away, except for his daughter Meng Mi and a pair of jade sculptures discussing marriage, left behind in the capital.
Everyone was in an uproar, saying that in order to turn the tables, Prime Minister Meng was even willing to sell his daughter. Under the current circumstances, anyone with any sense should not have anything to do with Meng Mi at this time.
——When the news reached the Zong Mansion, Zong Zeyan, who prided himself on being very clever, was confronting Meng Mi in the flower hall.
Meng Mi changed from his usual coquettish self and said, "You and I have an engagement, and my father has been kind to you. Zong Zeyan, please marry me."
Mr. Zong, who has a bright future, sneered, "Ms. Meng, could it be that she has lost her memory? She has completely forgotten all about how your Meng family treated me in the past."
The look on his face was even colder, his sparse eyebrows were deep and cold, but deep in his eyes flashed a strange obsession of love and hate that even he himself was not aware of.
"Since you are asking for favors in return, you should have an attitude of asking for help."
"Ms. Meng wants to renew our engagement and marry me. What's your attitude towards begging me?"
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Fourteen-year-old Meng Mi once said that Zong Zeyan was someone she liked from head to toe, but she turned around and accepted the hair and face that the bamboo horse had given her, and the next day she wore the face and went on an outing with her cousin.
In the past, Zong Zeyan hated Meng Mi, hated her for being heartless, hated her for courting Qin Muchu, hated her for talking nice words in vain, and for belittling and trampling on his sincerity.
Now Zong Zeyan only hoped that Meng Mi would step on him harder, so that he could seize her ankles and never let her go.
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A small theater story:
You have to say harsh words, you are marrying according to the contract, and you have to go to court with great fanfare, and the subsequent procedures are naturally indispensable.
In the dark couch, the eldest lady, who was exhausted from being fucked, was furious, "Zong Zeyan, you really still hold a grudge."
Zong Zeyan suppressed the spring in his eyes and sneered coldly, "Oh, it's good that you know." (Punching his waist, beating his legs, and pouring tea under the quilt...)
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Intention: Have the courage to get out of trouble