Quick Travel: Samsara Boss and His Beautiful, Strong and Miserable Wife

System control room.

001 looked at the main control screen and suddenly contacted its main system again.

Looking at the orders passed from above, the whole ball shone with eagerness.

It took a long time for 001 to suppress his excitement.

The main system said that as long as this task is completed, it will be promoted and raised, and it will become a super system for countless systems under its control!

001 is actually very inferior. Although its serial number is 001, compared with other systems, it is far behind in terms of ability and emotional intelligence.

Tongde class has been attended for hundreds of years!

That is known as the preschool in the system world!

Woo woo woo.

Therefore, it 001 will definitely complete this task with excellence!

The little ball of light cheered me up.

001 quietly opened the screen, and immediately saw its noble, cold, noble and arrogant big boss host... bullying others! ! ? ?

The little ball of light had a serious expression, extremely serious.

Finally, I have to admire my host, her acting skills are indeed very good!

Suddenly 001 thought of something and his eyes lit up.

Prime Minister's House.

"Treason, how dare you come back!"

The Prime Minister was so angry that his liver hurt, and he was crowded out by his colleagues in the main hall early in the morning.

He said that his son went to a brothel again and had sex every night, but he didn't come back last night.

The Prime Minister still remembers the old man's mocking eyes!

Rong Yuan dodged the slips thrown at him, his eyes slightly cold.

"Father cares about face so much, then just let the eldest brother be your son."

The Prime Minister was so angry that his hands shook as he pointed at Rong Yuan.

"You, you, you are going to make me mad!"

Seeing Rong Yuan's unrepentant look, the Prime Minister put down his hand angrily and put it behind his back.

"That's all, that's all, I can't control you anymore," the Prime Minister turned his back, "A loving mother often loses her children, a loving mother often loses her children!"

Rong Yuan ignored the prime minister's sigh.

"If father is okay, I will go back first."

Rong Yuan saw the Prime Minister waving his hands silently, lowered his head and thought for a while before going out.

This time, the family background seems simple, without too much elaboration.

But Rong Yuan found some unreasonable things in his memory.

Human memory is one-sided, that is to say, some are actually not that accurate.

It may even be deceptive.

For example, in the first world, the emperor who seemed to dote on the prince was actually just out of guilt.

Once Rong Yuan shows that he is not qualified for the position of crown prince, it is still unknown who will eventually take the throne.

Incarnation's memory of his mother and father being very fond of him actually paid far less attention to him than his brother.

For him, it was more of a laissez-faire approach.

He strictly disciplines his elder brother to prevent him from getting into any bad habits.

But looking at it today, unless this old man's acting skills are at their peak, these sincere curses will not look fake at all.

While Rong Yuan was thinking, a maid stopped in front of him.

She was Hong'er, his mother's personal maid.

"Second Young Master, Madam asked you to come over."

Hong'er raised her head and looked at the young master who looked different from usual. She felt moved in her heart and spoke to persuade him,

"Second Young Master, Madam is really angry this time. She didn't sleep all night last night, for fear that something would happen to you."

"Well, I see."

His tone was not as impatient or serious as before, but surprisingly made people feel serious.

Hong'er looked at Rong Yuan in surprise when she heard this, and then noticed the wrinkles on Rong Yuan's clothes.

Immediately understood.

It seems that he realized that he was in big trouble and wanted to give in to the madam.

She just said that the second young master always knew how to please his wife and was filial.

Last night, I was so drunk that I didn't realize that I had to report it to my mother.

The boy beside him didn't know where he was.

Rong Yuan only felt that there might be some secret that he didn't know about.

Soon, Hong'er arrived at the Xiaoxiang Garden where the Prime Minister's wife lived while she was thinking about it.

It is grand and elegant, with upturned eaves and corners, and a graceful waist.

A dignified and quiet woman was looking at him excitedly.

"Yuan'er, I'm worried to death!"

"Come, let me see if you are okay?"

After saying that, he looked left and right.

When it comes to critical strikes, there are still some differences between the things in memory and reality.

For example, the affectionate words of love and care in the eyes of the avatar are... in Rong Yuan's case...

The Prime Minister's wife was looking at her here and there.

He didn't notice the subtle stiff expression on his son's face.

Rong Yuan really didn't expect that he would see such a day again.

Mother's love is so great that he can't bear it.

Seeing that the Prime Minister's wife was about to pull her away again, Rong Yuan quickly grabbed her hand.

Under the confused eyes of the Prime Minister's wife, she slowly said, "Mother, I'm fine. I was just drunk in the brothel yesterday and forgot to send someone to tell you that I won't do it again."

The Prime Minister's wife was relieved.

"That's good, don't worry mom anymore, you know?"

After another series of assurances, Rong Yuan got away from the Prime Minister's wife.

Rong Yuan finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The style of the Prime Minister's Mansion is more like a small building in the south of the Yangtze River, and the landscape is interesting accordingly.

Let people be immersed in the beautiful and gentle style of Jiangnan.

This scene was designed by the Prime Minister's wife. She was the legitimate daughter of a large family in the south of the Yangtze River.

Rong Yuan just enjoyed the scenery step by step.

On the way, he met Rong Xun, the nominal brother of this body, who had returned from outside.

His appearance is upright and resolute, but when compared with Rong Yuan's elegance and elegance, he immediately falls behind.

Appears dull and dull.

"Rong Yuan." Rong Xun nodded.

"Brother, what are you so happy about?" Rong Yuan noticed that Rong Xun was in a good mood today.

But the second after Rong Yuan asked the question, visible to the naked eye, the curve of the corners of Rong Xun's mouth flattened.

"It's nothing. What about you? I heard that you stayed in a brothel yesterday."

Rong Yuan looked helpless, "Brother, don't mention it. I was drunk last night and didn't do anything."

Rong Xun stepped forward and wanted to pat Rong Yuan on the shoulder, but he avoided it cleverly.

San San couldn't help but put down his hand.

There was a hint of thoughtfulness in his eyes.

"Okay, go and have a rest." Rong Xun looked helpless, "Don't worry mother anymore."

"I know." Rong Yuan waved his hand and walked towards his small courtyard.

Xiaoxiang Garden.

Rong Xun was about to go in to pay his respects to his mother.

"Young Master, Madam has rested. Why don't you go back first? I will ask someone to call you when Madam wakes up."

Hong'er stopped Rong Xundao who wanted to go in.

"This is my fault. Let mother have a good rest. I'll come back later." Rong Xun looked considerate.

Hong'er looked at the eldest young master with gratitude.

As expected of the eldest young master, he is truly a gentleman.

Rong Xun smiled honestly.

Rong Yuan returned to his yard and saw the long-missing boy standing outside the door.

Come quickly after seeing him.

"Master, Master!"

Ze Za Hu Hu, there is a kind of "beauty" in that he is the only one in the world who can speak.

Rong Yuan: I have never seen a young man with such a sense of presence.

"Master, you are finally back!"

The boy, Fang Ming, was Avatar's playmate since childhood. He was unreliable and as unintelligent as his master.

Rong Yuan's evaluation of his own incarnation is quite tolerant.

Alas, Rong Yuan felt ashamed for thinking that such a person could be an informant sent by others.

"Quiet." Rong Yuan's expression was cold and a hint of coldness flashed in his ink-like eyes.

"Hey, Master,"

"Well, young master, I didn't complete the task you gave me yesterday, and my wife discovered it. I was caught when I came back."

Fang Ming looked ashamed, he didn't dare to look at Rong Yuan and his eyes dodged.

Under Fang Ming's words, Rong Yuan finally found out in his drunken memory what task the incarnation had given Fang Ming yesterday.

Let Fang Ming come back secretly, pretending to be him and have come back long ago.

But he didn't expect to be caught by the people sent by the Prime Minister's wife to the back door.

Rong Yuan noticed that Fang Ming was a little unnatural when he walked.

"Fang Ming, what's wrong with your legs?"

"Master, you didn't come back yesterday. Madam had someone hit you with ten boards. I'm strong and it doesn't hurt much."

"Go and rest quickly. I don't need you to serve me here. I'll come back when you're well."

Rong Yuan stopped what Fang Ming was about to say and asked him to cultivate.