"Qin Yaozun is not here. Tell me what you have if you have something to do, I will tell you." The mechanical reply, with the ambiguity of declaring sovereignty.

Listening to the familiar female voice and familiar back, Feng Xingying frowned slightly.

After seeing that it was Feng Xingying, the woman turned her head and showed a pure and noble face.

And, familiar looks.

"You are quite a life." Feng Xingying had a sarcastic smile on the corner of her lips.

This woman is no one else, she is Ling Chuxue, a talented woman in the Ling family.

Ling Chuxue saw Feng Xingying again, and was stunned for a long time before bowing her eyebrows and saluting to Feng Xingying:

"Chuxue was ignorant before and offended Sister Xingying. Please forgive me for Brother Lin's sake."

Feng Xingying didn't speak, just looked at her quietly. The corners of her lips were bent?·

She really said it.

Forgive her?

Do you really think Feng Xingying is a good man and a trusted woman? Do you really think her family has a good house?

"Our Ling family suffered a great disaster. My grandfather was seriously ill. The brothers and sisters in the clan were all unsure of their lives." Ling Chuxue said, and began to wipe her tears pitifully:

"If Brother Lin hadn't taken me in, I would have been captured.

Sister Xingying, I am no longer a fairy in the Ling family. I am just a maid who lives under someone else's roof. I dare not compete with you for Brother Lin.

I just want to find a place to stay, I just want to stay quietly by Brother Lin, and I am satisfied if I can serve him in daily life."

"What if I say no?" Feng Xingying has always been a person who can't accommodate sand in his eyes. Feng Xingying doesn't like to beat around the bush. "Is it a maid? I'll give him medicine to climb the bed nearby, right?"

"Chuxue doesn't dare." Ling Chuxue looked weak and her body was still shaking, but what was hidden in her eyes was not fear, but treacherous.

"I hate others calling me sister the most. I'm the one who is as old as you call me sister." Feng Xingying shrugged after saying that:

"You know, my sisters are all dead.

If you insist on shouting, maybe it will be the next one?"

Unexpectedly, Ling Chuxue's performance was even more exaggerated. She suddenly knelt in front of Feng Xingying, and pitifully pulled Feng Xingying's skirt:

"Sister Xingying, I listen to you in everything. I am willing to serve you as a slave and a servant. I beg you not to kill me, okay?"

Feng Xingying frowned. Is the person in front of him still Ling Chuxue?

If Feng Xingying had not had the spiritual power of his heartbeat and had special skills in judging lies, he would have been easily deceived by this gentle and glutinous Ling Chuxue.

And letting her kneel like this always feel something is wrong.

Feng Xingying stretched out his hand and prepared to pull her up.

Unexpectedly, Ling Chuxue actually turned to the ground, and blood was still leaking from the corners of her lips.

She obviously didn't touch her? She was going to touch the car so obviously?

At this moment, the door was also 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 here?"

An ordinary person can appear in Qin Yaozun's room, and he looks like a hostess. Feng Xingying doesn't have to guess her identity. It should be the wife who pretended to be sick last time, Qin Molin's mother.

I have to say that Mrs. Qin's appearance is indeed very beautiful, but her dress is a bit tacky and less elegant.

"Mrs. Qin, don't blame Sister Xingying, it's all Chuxue." Ling Chuxue's voice became even more pitiful:

"Sister Xingying is the woman Brother Lin likes. Chuxue should have the self-knowledge of being a slave, so she shouldn't be angry."
Chapter completed!