Hunger Marketing
Editor: Henyee Translations
Madam Hou lowered her eyes to hide the mockery in her eyes. Her tone became even gentler. "Master is right. A village girl is naturally not worthy of our Tianxiang. But now that Master has just been promoted, if anything happens at this juncture…"
Her words stopped abruptly. Magistrate Ma naturally understood what she meant.
"Then send someone to keep an eye on Tianxiang. Don't let anything happen to him again."
"Alright, I understand." Madam Hou smiled.
Now, Ma Tianxiang was locked in a quiet room in the backyard, but nobody would respond to his shouts.
This was because on the night he harassed Feng Chunyan, his third leg had been crippled by a masked man in black.
A crippled son was equivalent to trash.
However, Madam Hou did not intend to tell Magistrate Ma about this. After all, she was about to welcome her own child.
Hongxing Restaurant.
Ji Zhao looked at the entire set of jewelry on the table and her eyes flickered.