After the female supporting role is quickly put on, she is full of charm

Chapter 623: The Orphan Girl Whose Husband Died Flying to a Branch 4

At this time, Azhi also noticed his injured hand. The fall just now was indeed quite rough.

Her wrist was scraped, leaving scars on her fair skin, giving her the feeling of white jade with a slight flaw.

Azhi wanted to shake her head to refuse, but unexpectedly Mrs. Wei was very enthusiastic.

"Don't worry, young lady. I'm the wife of the county magistrate, not a bad person. There are so many people coming and going in front of this mansion, and countless eyes are staring at us. I won't have any bad intentions towards you."

"I just feel that you and I are destined to be together. Looking at you reminds me of my clumsy daughter. I'm just applying the medicine. It's nothing serious."

Mrs. Wei has an indescribable affinity, and her gentle voice makes people let down their guard.

She looks at you with kindness, subconsciously making you let down your guard and trust her.

Ah Zhi bit her lower lip and nodded slightly.

"Thank you ma'am."

"Let's go."

The seventh-rank county magistrate was not a high-ranking official, but just a minor official, an existence that even the wealthy families in the capital city disdained.

Along the way, Mrs. Wei observed Ah Zhi's reaction. She saw that although she was dressed very poorly, her overall temperament was extraordinary.

Even when she walked into the mansion, she did not show any timidity. She is really a well-behaved girl.

Compared to his cowardly daughter, she seems very reliable.

Mrs. Wei became even more cautious.

So she asked about Azhi's situation in some subtle ways.

When Mrs. Wei learned that Azhi was an orphan without a father or mother, a gleam of light flashed in her eyes.

"You are such a poor kid. After hearing your story, my daughter seems so ignorant."

The maid placed the medicine bottle in front of Madam Wei, but unexpectedly, Madam Wei picked it up and prepared to apply the medicine to Azhi herself.

This made Ah Zhi blush and say in embarrassment, "How can I let the wife of the county magistrate apply the medicine? Let me do it myself."

Mrs. Wei dodged Azhi's outstretched hand and shook her head.

"It's okay. I treat you as my daughter. You fell in front of our house. What's the harm in applying medicine?"

Seeing that the other party insisted on applying medicine for her, Azhi nodded shyly.

"Thank you ma'am."

Following Mrs. Wei's gentle movements, Ah Zhi looked at her with moving eyes.

The orphan has never experienced the love of her parents, and a little bit of care from outsiders can make her feel attached and touched. This is Mrs. Wei's calculation.

For the sake of her daughter, she was willing to go against her conscience and make plans.

Ah Zhi stared at the hand that had been treated with medicine and murmured, "Madam is so gentle. Your daughter must be very happy. I have never experienced the love of my parents. I am really envious..."

Madam Wei put down the medicine bottle and said softly, "Good child, why don't you treat me as your mother? When I saw you today, I felt that we were destined to be together."

"Is it really possible?"

"nature."

With Mrs. Wei's nod, Ah Zhi threw herself into her arms with red eyes.

"I have long imagined what my mother would look like. Thank you, Madam, for fulfilling my dream today."

In her memory, Old Lady Wang was indifferent to the original body and had never treated her unfairly. But after all, she had her own children who loved her so much that she naturally couldn't give her too much love.

Unlike Wang Yue'e's heartache, after Wang Yulang drowned, Old Lady Wang went crazy.

It was determined that the original body had a hard life and unlucky in marriage. If she had not died of excessive grief, the original body would have had to bear all the pain of losing her son.

Seeing Ahzhi leaning on her knees, Mrs. Wei hesitated at this moment.

Do you really want to sacrifice an innocent person for the happiness of your daughter?

"Mother!"

A lively voice of a young girl came from outside. Wei Li was only 28 years old this year. She was wearing a yellow and pink skirt and a pearl velvet flower in her hair.

It’s not a stunning beauty, but at first glance, it gives people a feeling of innocence, romance and cleanliness.

She stopped jumping and was standing at the door with her eyes wide open, somewhat puzzled.

"Mother? Who is she? Why has my daughter never seen her?"