Quick Wear: Another day of being criticized for falling in love at first sight

Chapter 534: The Republic of China, the Marshal's Gentle Cousin 3

“It turns out that being a female supporting role isn’t that easy.

This task is much more difficult than imagined.

Not only do I have to try my best to find the ruthless spy Sun as soon as possible in this dimension where carrying a gun is not illegal, I also have to find a way to let others know that he is a spy.

As for finding my blood relatives in this plane, do I have any other choice?

When the adoptive mother adopted the child, didn’t she make sure that both parents were dead?

This is to let me get married in this plane, it's said so vaguely...

After careful analysis, each requirement seems not simple...

However, even though I complain a lot, I will definitely do the first thing to find the spy Sun even if the original owner did not ask me to do so.

It seems like nothing.”

Very good, Miaomiao completely convinced herself after just a few seconds of complaining, and even her expression returned to its previous calm and composed state.

"In that case, after I transfer the original owner's memories to you, I wish you success."

After Baobao finished speaking, Miaomiao felt dizzy, and then she had all the memories of the original owner.

Now she knew that she had been at the Marshal's Mansion for three days following her cousin, who was the eldest lady.

However, she has met almost everyone in this family except the young marshal and the two twin girls who are studying abroad.

The one she was most familiar with was Mu Yuanze, who went to pick her up with her cousin. He was only about ten years old and was her cousin's youngest child.

Time returned to its original flow rate in front of Miaomiao's eyes, and the maid who had just been fixed far away also began to move towards her.

Miaomiao now knew that this was the maid Mrs. Zhang arranged for her by her kind cousin.

"Miss Xu, I finally found you.

Madam has instructed me to take good care of you. The sun is getting hotter, so if you feel too hot, you can go back to your room and rest. I have prepared some freshly brewed tea and your favorite snacks for you."

Miaomiao smiled gently, imitating the original owner's temperament, and told Mrs. Zhang that she would go back after looking at the flowers for a while, and asked Mrs. Zhang not to worry about her.

In the afternoon, the garden path is gently caressed by dappled sunlight. A gentle breeze rustles the leaves, and flowers are scattered along the path, their rich fragrance filling the air, delicate and captivating.

Mu Yuanzhao strode hurriedly into the garden. He had just returned from the military camp. Although his military uniform was covered in dust and had some wrinkles, it could not hide his upright posture.

He has a clear outline, sword-like eyebrows slanting into his temples, thin lips with firm lines under his high nose bridge, and he exudes a cold aura.

Having been in the military camp for many years, his skin has not been tanned into a healthy wheat color. Instead, it is white and almost pathological, like a medieval vampire, cold and mysterious.

The neat short hair highlights his toughness and competence. From a distance, he shows the masculinity and handsomeness forged on the battlefield, but with a hint of elusive alienation.

During this period, he devoted himself to military training and had not been home for nearly half a month.

If his mother had not urged him repeatedly and the documents in the safe had not been needed urgently, he would have continued to stay in the barracks.

But as soon as he stepped into the garden, he keenly sensed a strange smell.

What followed was a strange figure coming into view.

Strangely, Mu Yuanzhao actually stopped in his tracks for a moment because of this figure, and his heart began to beat violently uncontrollably.

His eyes were fixed on the back, and he frowned slightly unconsciously, his eyes full of inquiry and curiosity.

His Adam's apple rolled up and down, causing him to subconsciously raise his hand to adjust the collar of his military uniform, trying to calm himself down, but his palms were already slightly sweaty.

It was the back of a woman wearing a plain cheongsam. The cheongsam made her look graceful and elegant, fitting her body curves and swaying gently with her every step, like a lily blooming in spring, pure and elegant.

He couldn't see the person's face, but from the distance he seemed to smell a rich fragrance. He saw her hair loosely tied into a low bun, a few strands of flowers fell on her white neck, which made her skin look even more snow-white.

Mu Yuanzhao remembered the "Mizhi women" mentioned by the rough men in the military camp who had never seen women for years. Looking at the fair figure in the distance, he inexplicably wanted to get closer to smell the neck to see if it was fragrant, and lick it to see if the whiteness was sweet.

Mu Yuanzhao's throat rolled twice again. He tried his best to restrain these crazy thoughts, and his rationality gradually returned.

Just at this moment, Adjutant Qian came running over from behind, and Mu Yuanzhao quickly made a gesture to him to keep quiet.

"I'll have dinner at home tonight. You can go home and have some rest first, and then come pick me up tomorrow morning."

He whispered the order, but his eyes never left Miaomiao's back, as if he was afraid of missing any of her subtle movements.

On the contrary, Miaomiao, who was being stared at, didn't notice it at first, but as the burning gaze continued to fall on her, she gradually felt hot all over and turned her head subconsciously.

In the bright sunshine, what caught her eyes was an extraordinarily handsome man, emitting a powerful aura and an oppressive feeling.

The two looked at each other from a distance. Miaomiao looked at the other person's young and heroic appearance, and thought that this was the small garden of the Marshal's Mansion. The person who could be as comfortable as if he was in an empty place at this time was obviously the son of destiny whom the original owner had never met - Mu Yuanzhao.

Of course, it could also be various adjutants who come to report.

Miaomiao didn't quite understand things like military ranks, and many thoughts flashed through her mind at once.

Finally, after thinking about it, I realized that since there was no one to introduce him except a smile and hello, the original owner would probably choose to leave to avoid the embarrassment.

Furthermore, if she were to rashly reveal herself to others as his distant cousin, it would be too abrupt and the situation would probably be very awkward...

Thinking of this, Miaomiao's mouth corners slightly raised, revealing a just right gentle smile, and then she moved lightly, turned around and left gracefully, leaving only a graceful back to the wolf.

It was the first time that Adjutant Qian saw the young marshal look at a girl with such a lustful look.

In the past, if a girl approached the young marshal, he would either throw her over his shoulder or politely ask her to leave. The young marshal looked at those girls as if they were a waste of time.

But today, it is like "a riot of colour"?

The way he stood there watching after someone left, still wanting more, was a bit aggressive...