Chapter 9: What about the gossip that flies all over the world

Yijing also forgot what time she was tossed by Shen Xichen, in short, she slept with grief last night.

It's only the first day, and that's how happy she can be?

When Yiyi dragged her tired body and mind to the special dining room for the next person, all kinds of foul language flowed into her ears again.

"I heard that the newcomer Han Yijing ran to Shen Dashao's room in the middle of the night last night!" Worker A was holding a bun and was talking sneakily but very loudly, for fear that someone would not hear him.

"It's not that she was in a hurry to crawl to Shen Dashao's bed on the first day."

"Cut, that kind of woman who looks like a fox will use this trick, relying on her little bit of appearance to dream of being a young grandmother."

"I suspect that she killed her father and wasn't arrested because Shen Da Shao was covered!"

……

"Actually...... You didn't see it with your own eyes...... "A weak voice helped Yiyi to fight the grievances.

"You don't know anything when you're new to a big city!" A sharp voice covered the weak voice again, followed by a large number of insulting voices.

Tongue-in-cheek, vicious.

Originally, Yi Wu still wanted to clear himself without explanation, but when he arrived at Zuihou, he couldn't help it, and deliberately stomped hard in front of the general person.

Everyone who was eating breakfast booed, glanced at Yijing contemptuously, and took away all the steamed buns on the table with a quick eye.

"I tell you, if you have time, eat two more steamed buns, don't think about it, I was just dragged by Shen Xichen to help him wash his feet last night!" Yi Jing glanced at the week menacingly, looked at the pile of old and decrepit women, and raised the corners of her mouth disdainfully, "I'm a little beautiful, what about you?" A group of yellow-faced women are gossiping? ”

Yijing has a very cold temperament, but if she is angry, she will become very spicy and choke so that people can't speak.

But her spiciness, it's just very strange that she can't be used on Shen Xichen.

An unconvinced maid threw the steamed bun in his hand onto Yijing, and stood up angrily and was ready to scold.

But the people around her hurriedly dragged her down, bit her ear a few times, and then snorted indignantly and ignored it.

Yijing skillfully dodged the steamed bun and walked over unhurriedly, just like last night, arrogantly refusing to speak, with a contemptuous smile on the corner of her mouth.

Because Yijing was picked up by Shen Xichen, everyone walked away one after another like avoiding the plague, for fear that if they were not careful, Yijing would complain to Shen Xichen and her job would be gone.

Yijing sat on the chair, looked at the deserted dining table and the empty plates, and sighed.

"Sister Yijing......" Yijing seemed to hear the weak voice just now, and suddenly turned around, and a beautiful girl stood beside Yijing.

In this room, it was the first time for Yijing to hear such a respectful title, and she smiled faintly, and she didn't want to say anything.

Yi Jing was born in a wealthy family, and she knows that if someone says something bad, someone will inevitably stammer.

"You didn't eat breakfast, did you?" The girl said nervously, taking out a white steamed bun from behind her.

Yijing glanced at the steamed bun, then at the smiling innocent girl, pulled open the table next to her, and motioned for her to sit down.

Despite the hypocrisy, Yiyi is now in urgent need of care.

"You're not afraid of me?"

"Don't be afraid," the girl shook her head, "I think, you should be a very powerful person, you have been told so many times by them, and you didn't make a move, but scolded them away with a word." If it was in the countryside, everyone would have fought a lot. ”

"Fighting won't solve the problem, but will cause you a lot of trouble."

The girl looked at Yijing quietly, until she saw that Yijing's scalp was numb, and she slowly spoke: "I don't think you're as bad as they say." I don't believe a girl like you would kill her own dad. ”

Yijing suddenly met the girl's eyes, squinted, and looked at the sincerity of these eyes.

Some people said that they believed her, whether it was true or not, Yiwen believed it.

In fact, she is so stupid and easily trusts others.

The girl smiled even brighter, stood up seriously and stretched out her hand: "Hello, my name is Ai Wenxin." ”

Yijing sighed, suddenly smiled again, and stretched out her hand: "Hello, my name is Han Yijing." ”

"Nice to meet you!" The two said in unison.