Of course, they also know very well that this matter cannot be covered by paper after all.

Jiang Yue came down from the stairs, and in addition to seeing people gathering at the door of the backyard on the stairs, the servants whispered, "Mrs. Zhang knows, she is training, and Mrs. is also inside, so naturally she is also training together."

"What the hell is going on? There was such a big fire one after another, a few days ago it was Mr. Zhang, and now it is Mrs. Zhang."

"It seems that Jiawen and Jiang Yue made some mistake."

The servants were all talking in a low voice, but even if the pressure was low, Jiang Yue, who was standing behind, could still hear it, she looked at the situation in the backyard like watching a play, and after watching it for a long time, she left the hall and went to the kitchen to get something to eat.

When she arrived at the kitchen, she happened to meet a servant, and the servant stopped at the moment when she saw her, and when she was about to hold the fruit plate, she did not expect to meet the master of the crime, and she called in a slightly hurried tone, "Little lady."

Jiang Yue is now in the Zhang family, and those servants really avoid her like a plague god, and they are afraid that they will have anything to do with her.

Jiang Yue was grumbling with hunger, and she asked with a pitiful face, "It's not too early, is it?" Can I still eat something?"

She hasn't gone downstairs for several days, and it's not an exaggeration to say that she and Zhang Jiawen are being confined in confinement, and the food she has eaten in the past few days is just some casually brought up by the Zhang family's maids, and there is no breakfast yet.

When the servant heard her, she was a little embarrassed, and she said, "The food is all on the table, there is yogurt in the refrigerator, you can drink some, or you can go to the table later to have a look, maybe there will be more."

When Jiang Yue heard the maid's words, she nodded subconsciously and said with a well-behaved face, "Thank you, Auntie."

The servant hurried out of the kitchen with the fruit, fearing that she would stay with her too long.

After Jiang Yue left, she went to the kitchen refrigerator to get a bottle of yogurt, the yogurt tasted like she loved to drink, she took it and walked towards the restaurant, but who knew that when she arrived at the restaurant, she found that there was a person sitting in the restaurant with breakfast.

It's morning, and Zhang Qicheng and Xu Yunhe should have finished breakfast and were called by Mrs. Zhang to listen to the training, so Zhang Liuling was the only one left in the restaurant to eat.

Jiang Yue was guilty now, she hadn't been downstairs for several days, she didn't expect to see him in the restaurant.

And the person sitting there didn't look at her standing at the door at all, Jiang Yue looked at his face for a few seconds, and then walked towards the person sitting there, she quietly walked behind him.

Zhang Liuling, who was reading the newspaper, heard the sneaky footsteps behind him, and in just a second, he raised his eyelids slightly and glanced behind him with the tail of his eyes.

Jiang Yue approached him and called, "Uncle Zhang, are you eating breakfast alone?"

Zhang Liuling heard her voice and his eyes fell on her.

He didn't have any expression on his face.

Jiang Yue looked at the things on the table and asked again, "Can I eat the things on it?" I'm hungry."

She licked the yogurt bottle to her lips with her hand, but her eyes were fixed on the food on the table.

Zhang Liuling put down the newspaper in his hand: "Of course.

He was so waveless, after Jiang Yue heard his words, she didn't go to the dining table, but walked from behind him to his side and got very close to him: "Uncle Zhang, do you want to teach me a lesson?"

There were no other people in the dining room, only two people, one standing and the other sitting, and the morning light was ambiguously shrouded in them.

Zhang Liuling's eyes fell quietly on her hand holding the yogurt: "What lesson?"

He asked knowingly.

Jiang Yue's eyes were red: "You obviously know that you just want to watch me be punished and scolded."

Zhang Liuling finally raised his eyes to look at her crying face: "What did I do, I want to see you punished and scolded, you can talk about it yourself."

"You designed Zhang Qicheng to find out."

When Jiang Yue said this, she was full of resentment, and that resentment was like a little daughter-in-law, coquettish and hateful.

Zhang Liuling didn't deny anything when he heard her words, it wasn't designed by him, but he knew very well that Zhang Qicheng would know all this.

He did use Zhang Qicheng to ring the alarm bell for her, lest she make too much trouble.

"You still have to keep a low profile and don't give you a wake-up call, how can you be obedient and well-behaved."

"I didn't do it, I just went to the sub-group to play, why did Uncle Zhang ring the alarm bell for me."

When she said these words, she didn't blush at all, and Zhang Liuling laughed when she heard it.

His laughter didn't mean anything, but after a while, he asked her with concern, "Does your leg hurt?"

It was really kneeling all night, it was fake that it didn't hurt, even if it was a few days later, Jiang Yue could feel the pain under the redness on her knees.

Jiang Yue was silent.

Zhang Liuling's gaze followed her body and looked towards her legs, and sure enough, on her knees, he saw a red bruise, and his gaze stayed for about three seconds: "Don't do this kind of thing in the future, this is just a small warning, you know?"

There was concern in his words, and the tone of concern was like caring for a naughty child.

After Jiang Yue heard this, her tone softened in front of him: "Then you blow."

He was silent for a few seconds at her words, and just when Jiang Yue thought he wouldn't move, his hand actually landed on her waist and slid back along her hips.

Jiang Yue's whole body tensed, and her eyes looked at him with some surprise.

Zhang Liuling didn't look at her face, after his hand slid down from her hips, his hand fell on the redness of her knee, and Jiang Yue's knees were together.

His hand caressed the skin of her knee with pity, "Medicated?"

How tender and merciful the movements of his hands were, and how distressing the words he asked, as if the pain was connected to his body and planted in his bone marrow.

Jiang Yue snorted, not knowing if it was sensitive or because of the pain caused by his hand touch.

In the next second, Jiang Yue began to sobble again: "You are so annoying, you will bully me."

Those words are resentment, and they are sprinkling and coquettishness.

Zhang Liuling's hands did not take away from her knees, but continued to put them on her legs: "Apply some medicine, and then take a hot towel to warm it up, huh?"

Jiang Yue just cried and didn't answer him.

Her tears have always been her weapon of indulgence.

Zhang Liuling listened to her cry for a while, moved his hand away from her knees, and then put it on the back of her legs: "I'll rub it for you?"

Jiang Yue was still silent, like a wronged little girl, she had always been very squeamish in front of him, and she used this method to win his love.

Zhang Liuling's hands held her legs, and directly pulled her to her side for the rest of her life, Jiang Yue almost fell on him, grabbed his shoulders with her hands, hung her face, and looked at him with wide eyes.

Zhang Liuling raised his hand to wipe the tears on her eyelids: "Don't cry."