Why did the young master ask a perpetrator what happened?

And you asked so gently?

It's not just everyone who exclaimed Yan Shuyan's behavior. Even Bing Manxue's eyes were full of surprise.

He actually, did not blame himself? Or even W yourself?

What about the tyranny that says good, and the domineering that says good?

Seeing that she didn't speak, Yan Shuyan let go of her and walked to the maid. There was anger burning in his cold eyes.

How could his woman allow a servant to bully!

Yan Shuyan kicked the maid against the wall with a strong force. It's literally flying out.

Her body slammed sideways into the wall uncontrollably, then bounced back at the wall's counterforce, and fell to the ground with a muffled thud.

She propped herself up with her hands in embarrassment, her stomach churning, and the scarlet blood of her lunch meal poured out and splashed onto the hem of her skirt.

A foul stench filled the hallway.

Many people still covered their mouths and noses in disgust.

Wen Chudan can still control others, her face now gathers all kinds of expressions, there are doubts, incomprehension, stunned and fearful.

These expressions were mixed with pain, stirring her already mediocre face even more ugly and distorted.

She was not reconciled.

She felt that Bing Manxue and Yan Shuyan must have whispered something. caused Yan Shuyan to misunderstand her.

Yan Shuyan likes herself, and it is impossible to beat her indiscriminately.

Yes, it must be.

Wen Chudan was very sure.

Some things, once identified, are difficult to overturn, which is an obsessive stereotype.

Whether this stereotype can be overturned can only depend on whether the person's ideas can be developed.

Obviously, Wen Chudan is not that person.

She didn't want to overthrow, let alone overthrow.

She endured the pain, looked at Yan Shuyan softly and weakly, and explained, "Young Master, it's her!" I just brought her food, but I don't know why, she came up and insulted my mother, saying that I deserved a terminally ill mother, the kind of woman who died early and survived. ”

Wen Chudan wiped away the sporadic vomit from his mouth with the back of his hand, and looked half better. I didn't say a word less because of the two feet just now.

"I couldn't get angry at the time, so I said a few words to her, who knew she ......"

Wen Chudan lowered her head, tears falling onto her vomit. "She actually hit me directly. Although I am just a servant, young master, I am also dignified. ”

When these words came out, they received a lot of sympathetic glances.

Everyone is a servant, and it is easy to resonate.

So now, almost everyone is staring at the ice and snow with a ferocious gaze, and even more so they are constantly cursing this person in their hearts to be reincarnated as soon as possible.

It wasn't until she said these words that Bing Manxue finally understood.

No wonder Wen Chudan dared to provoke her today, it turned out that she had been prepared for a long time.

She was curious at first, she had just warned her yesterday, and today she dared to provoke herself, where did she get the courage.

Thinking about it so carefully, does she want to play a bitter trick?

Bing Manxue didn't panic, she put her hands in her pockets. Leaning against the wall, he whispered slowly, "You don't want to be a maid, you go find a street to squat, and make more money than you as a maid." It's just the right time to treat your mother, right? ”