"Let's go."
Lin took a breath and spoke slowly.
Before leaving, she took another look at the courtyard, stepped forward, and closed the courtyard door with her own hands.
This action made Butler Leng angry, annoyed and confused.
"Madam, this girl doesn't give you face so much, why are you doing this!"
"My wife has her own plans."
Mrs. Lin didn't say much. When she returned to the room, a maid immediately rushed over to serve her, rubbing her sore legs.
She leaned on the couch and closed her eyes. After a while, she slowly opened them.
"You all go down, Butler Leng, you stay."
Everyone in the room left, leaving only Butler Leng.
After everyone left, the expression on Butler Leng's face suddenly changed.
"Huh, that bitch, if you hadn't stopped me, I would have wanted her beauty today!" He sat down on the chair, his face ashen.
Mrs. Lin glanced at him: "After all these years, you are still so hot-tempered and impatient that you almost ruined my big event."
Butler Leng snorted: "I just can't get used to that girl flying up a branch and turning into a phoenix!"
He picked up the tea bowl in front of Mrs. Lin and drank it all in one gulp.
As the steward of the Shen Mansion, he actually dared to sit down in the master's room and drink the master's tea. This was a gesture of not caring about the master at all.
But instead of getting angry, Mrs. Lin personally poured Butler Leng another cup of tea, her voice becoming soft and charming, sweet and greasy.
"If you don't like it, just don't look at it. Just leave this bitch to me. Don't get so angry."
She raised a hand and put it on Butler Leng's shoulder, her eyebrows were silky, and she said with a smile:
"You must be tired from standing today. Let me massage it for you."
Her hands fell from Butler Leng's shoulders to his legs, and she started to rub them gently. Her low-brow look was nothing like the dignified, cool and noble Lady Protector Lin who was usually in front of everyone!
If Xiao Ru saw this scene in front of her, her eyes would definitely fall out.
Butler Leng closed his eyes and remained motionless. The expression on his face changed from anger to enjoyment. It was obvious that Lin's technique was very useful to him.
Lin's hand moved up from his calf little by little.
Suddenly, Butler Leng grabbed her well-maintained hand, opened his eyes, and looked at her with a half-smile.
"Want it again, huh?"
Mrs. Lin chuckled lightly and glanced at him with watery eyes, as if they were about to drip.
But Butler Leng threw her hand away and said coldly: "I'm not in the mood today."
How could she satisfy a greedy woman like her when her legs were about to break? Hmph!
Mrs. Lin was not angry, she slowly stood up from him and lazily pushed her hair back.
"I'm in a good mood."
Butler Leng looked at her strangely: "That bitch is back, and she's still putting on airs in front of you. She's obviously here for revenge. Can you still feel better?"
Mrs. Lin blinked: "I'm just afraid she won't come. If she comes, that's great."
Butler Leng couldn't help but frowned: "What else do you have in mind?"
"How can I, a little girl, have any good ideas? To deal with that bitch, I have to rely on you to come up with ideas."
Lin's voice was soft and soft, like a snake without bones, and it touched Butler Leng's body, and she slid a hand along his skirt.
Normally, Butler Leng would like her to be so proactive, but today, his legs seemed to be full of jealousy, and he was not in a romantic mood at all, so he grabbed her hand impatiently.