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Chapter 174

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Jin Yijue glanced at the pill bottle, and a conflicted look flashed through his eyes.

Just as he was hesitating, a vigorous voice came from behind him. "Meng Die has already said so, so just accept it. Husband and wife are one, so it's the same whether you use it or she uses it."

He immediately turned around and heard Xi Mengdie's joyful and coquettish voice. "Grandpa."

"Hehe, look at how shy my future granddaughter-in-law is," Family Head Jin smiled and gestured for Jin Yijue to accept Xi Mengdie's pill.

"Meng Die, you have a good relationship with Doctor He. Why don't you use your name to invite him to the Jin mansion? Grandpa wants to meet this expert. Do you think this matter can be done?"

She had never expected that Family Head Jin would make such a request. A faint trace of guilt flashed through Xi Mengdie's eyes.

"This …"

"What? Could it be that you're not as close to him as the rumors say? "Family Head Jin's voice lowered a few notches.

Xi Mengdie trembled slightly. Family Head Jin's sharp gaze was enough to make one unable to hide.

She quickly replied, "No, of course it's true."

The head of the Jin Family withdrew his sharp eyes and showed an amiable smile again. "That's good, that's good. About the banquet with Pharmacist He …"

"Grandpa, don't worry. I will definitely invite Doctor He to the Jin mansion." She quickly finished his sentence.

Family Head Jin's smile became even more amiable. He smiled at Jin Yijue. "It's my Jin family's fortune to have such a daughter-in-law. Yijue, you have to treat her well, okay?"

Jin Yijue nodded somewhat insincerely. He looked at Xi Mengdie's shy and timid face, and for some reason, Schilling's Shadow's ordinary but firm little face appeared in his mind.

Especially her performance on the competition stage yesterday, it made him reminisce about it all night long …

On the way back, Xi Mengdie gently bit her lower lip, a gloomy light flashing in the depths of her eyes.

She had never had anything to do with Doctor He. When she went to his place to have her face treated, she was tormented by him in every possible way. Until now, her face still hadn't been treated?

She was a little afraid of Doctor He, but also a little resentful.

And Doctor He completely regarded her as an ant, so how could he have any friendship with her, let alone be persuaded by her to come to the Jin family.

But was she really going to wait for the Jin family to mock her?

Of course not. Even if she couldn't get the real Doctor He, she would get a fake one.

After making up her mind, she couldn't wait to return to the manor. Halfway through the journey, she had Hong Yu, who was waiting outside, board the carriage and told her to take care of some matters.

After hearing this, Hong Yu looked at her in surprise. "Miss, this is not appropriate."

Pa!

Hong Yu didn't expect that as soon as she finished speaking, she would be slapped in the face. She was immediately dumbfounded.

"I told you to do it, so you do it well. Stop nagging." Xi Mengdie angrily roared at Hong Yu. Suddenly, as if it wasn't enough to vent her anger, she lifted her leg and kicked Hong Yu out of the carriage.

Poor Hong Yu, who had only been in the carriage for a short while, had already fallen out.

The carriage team quietly continued on their way. Without Xi Mengdie's order, no one dared to stop.

Hong Yu held her injured elbow and sat on the side of the street, sobbing softly.

Many servants thought that she had followed a gentle master, but who knew that behind her back, the Third Miss was like a venomous scorpion. If she was dissatisfied with the slightest thing, she would either punish or severely beat them. Who knew that she, Hong Yu, was full of grievances?

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