"Qin Yaozun is not here. If you have anything, just tell me and I will tell you." The mechanical reply was ambiguous as if he were declaring sovereignty.
Listening to the familiar female voice and the familiar back, Feng Xingying frowned slightly.
After seeing that it was Feng Xingying, the woman turned around, revealing a pure and noble face.
Also, a familiar appearance.
"You are quite lucky." Feng Xingying had a mocking smile on his lips.
This woman is none other than Ling Chuxue, a talented girl from the Ling family.
When Ling Chuxue saw Feng Xingying again, she was stunned for a long time before bowing her eyebrows and saluting Feng Xingying:
"Chu Xue was not sensible before and offended Sister Xingying a lot. For Brother Lin's sake, please forgive me."
Feng Xingying didn't speak, just looked at her quietly. The corners of his lips curved slightly as he looked at her.
She really said it.
Forgive her
Do you really think Feng Xingying is a good man and woman? Do you really think her family runs a charity
"Our Ling family has encountered a catastrophe. My grandfather is seriously ill and cannot survive. The fate of each of the brothers and sisters in the family is uncertain." Ling Chuxue said and began to wipe her tears pitifully:
“If Brother Youlin hadn’t taken me in, I might have been captured too.
Sister Xingying, I am no longer a fairy of the Ling family. I am just a servant girl who depends on others. I don’t dare to compete with you for Brother Lin.
I just want to find a place to stay. I just want to stay quietly by Brother Lin's side. I will be satisfied if I can take care of his daily life. "
"What if I say no?" Feng Xingying has always been a person who can't tolerate sand in his eyes. Feng Xingying doesn't like to mince words when speaking. "Handmaid? You can drug him nearby and crawl into bed, right?"
"Chu Xue doesn't dare." Ling Chuxue looked weak, and her body was still trembling, but what was hidden in her eyes was not fear, but treachery.
"I hate being called sister the most. Being called sister by an old woman of your age." Feng Xingying shrugged after saying:
"You also know that my sisters are all dead.
If you insist on shouting, maybe you will be next? "
Unexpectedly, Ling Chuxue's performance was even more exaggerated. She suddenly knelt down in front of Feng Xingying and pulled Feng Xingying's skirt pitifully:
"Sister Xingying, I will listen to you in everything. I am willing to serve you as a slave. I beg you not to kill me, okay?"
Feng Xingying frowned, was the person in front of him still Ling Chuxue
If it weren't for Feng Xingying's spiritual power, which is particularly good at listening to heartbeats and judging lies, it would be easy to be deceived by this soft and waxy Ling Chuxue.
And having her kneeling like this just didn't feel right.
Feng Xingying stretched out his hand, ready to pull her up.
Unexpectedly, Ling Chuxue unexpectedly rolled to the ground, with blood flowing from the corners of her lips.
She obviously didn't touch her? Do you want it to be so obvious
At this moment, the door of the room was pushed open, and a middle-aged woman with no spiritual power but a gorgeous face was staring at Feng Xingying:
"Who are you? When will it be your turn to act wild here?"
An ordinary person could appear in Qin Yaozun's room and look like a hostess. Feng Xingying could guess her identity without having to guess. It should be the lady who pretended to be sick last time, Qin Molin's mother.
I have to say that Mrs. Qin's appearance is indeed extremely beautiful, but her dress is a little tacky and lacks a bit of grandeur and elegance.
"Mrs. Qin, don't blame sister Xingying, it's all Chuxue's fault." Ling Chuxue's voice became even more pitiful:
"Sister Xingying is the woman that Brother Lin likes. Chuxue should have the self-knowledge to be a slave and not make her angry."