Chapter 1944 The Knife I Can’t Hold, You Can’t Let Go: Jin Yiwei 28

Xi Ying could hear that the old housekeeper was trying to find a way to excuse her.

But this way of excusing is wrong.

How could you involve other innocent girls in order to excuse her?

According to what the old housekeeper said, these re-selected personal maids are to warm Master Yan’s bed!

The old housekeeper said it seriously, thinking that the young master would definitely let a passerby go.

But unexpectedly, Master Yan would not accept his behavior at all.

"I'm tired of playing with the women in the village and don't want to play with them! I think this one is very good and I want her!" As he said this, Master Yan was about to touch Xi Ying's chin, "You give me your head." Lift it up..."

Xi Ying was ready. As long as this dead man's hand touched her skin, she would immediately blow his head off.

"housekeeper!"

A guard hurriedly came outside the door and reported: "Butler, young master, young mistress has been found!"

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In the woodshed, the woman with disheveled hair was tied up and unable to move.

A piece of cloth was stuffed in her mouth, making it impossible for her to speak.

A sound of footsteps approached, and the woman's eyes became even darker.

The door of the woodshed was opened, light broke in from outside the door, and several figures were projected onto the wall behind the woman.

"You bitch!" Master Yan was the first to bear the brunt. When he came to the woman, he slapped her several times.

Two red slap marks suddenly appeared on the woman's fair face.

Master Yan was very weak, and he had just had a "big battle" which consumed a lot of energy, so he was out of breath after just a few slaps.

The maid quickly stepped forward to support him and pushed him aside.

"I heard that you were caught looking at a man in trance on the road. You bitch, you married me and you were still thinking about other men? Uncle Yan, should such a woman be imprisoned? cage?!"

The "Uncle Yan" in Master Yan's mouth is the old housekeeper.

"Master, please be patient. I have to ask Qingjun about the specific situation."

Xi Ying, who was standing behind the crowd, shook her head secretly as she watched the conversation between the old housekeeper and Master Yan.

She has already figured it out clearly that this Young Master Yan has been spoiled, arrogant and licentious since he was a child, so he is probably the only son in this house.

According to the old housekeeper, his father is a good man, but his son is a fool.

This seemingly wealthy family will be ruined sooner or later by this prodigal son.

Over there, the old housekeeper walked up to the woman, squatted down with some difficulty, pulled out the cloth from the woman's mouth, and asked: "Qingjun, why did you run away?"

Liu Qingjun raised his face with two five-fingerprints on both cheeks and looked at the old housekeeper.

She has a grudge.

Although her misery was not caused by the old housekeeper, in her heart, the old housekeeper was helping the evildoers.

So, not only did she not answer the old housekeeper's question, but she took the opportunity to bite the old housekeeper's finger.

"Ouch, ouch!" The old housekeeper screamed in pain, but he could not pull his fingers out of Liu Qingjun's mouth.

Blood flowed from her mouth, and under her disheveled hair, a pair of black pupils seemed to be leaking an astonishing amount of blood.

Her appearance, as if she had crawled out of hell, stopped anyone who wanted to step forward.

But if she doesn't stop her, the old housekeeper's fingers are likely to be bitten off by her out of control!