Crying in anger, pretending to be in love with the villain after wearing a real daughter

There seemed to be a sound of vomiting coming from the direction where Beiming Jing'er fled in embarrassment.

"The house sparrow is as courageous as a house sparrow, even if it is not frightened."

We are looking for her at this juncture. Is it possible that the little surprise she deliberately left behind has been discovered?

Nan Qingfeng's eyes flashed brightly as he walked back into the house.

One night, no one will disturb me.

The master and servant of the movie theater slept soundly.

Next door in Jinghong Courtyard it was completely the opposite.

After vomiting several times, I finally drank tea to calm down.

The scene when I just went to see Zhuer came to mind.

There was clearly a bloody hole in her pipa bone.

It’s exactly the same place where the bracelet was penetrated by the iron hook!

"Could it be her..." Bei Mingjing'er frowned deeply and tightened her hands on the table.

She felt a little anxious for no reason, making her restless.

It's not enough for Beiming's family to hate that woman, she has to find a way to drive this woman out of Beiming's mansion as soon as possible...

Time flies and another day passes.

Nan Qingfeng only felt a slight movement beside him, opened his eyes suddenly, and subconsciously made a defensive posture.

"Sister..." Zhuo'er was startled by such a big move.

"Bracelet?" Nan Qingfeng blinked and became harmless. He stretched out his hand to pull her back to the bed and sit down. "The wound was just bandaged yesterday and it hasn't recovered much yet. Are you planning to open it again and then continue?"

Let me take care of you?"

"Ah? Miss, I didn't mean that. It's just that you have been taking care of me these days. I, I..."

"What am I? Since I don't think so, I should take a good rest and serve your young lady as soon as possible."

Nan Qingfeng stretched his body, got up, washed up, and sat in front of the bronze mirror to tidy up his hair, when he saw a timid figure approaching behind him.

"At least put your hair up and let me do it..."

Nan Qingfeng glanced at her and smiled, "Come on."

Knock knock knock——

There was a knock on the door, and before Nan Qingfeng could ask who it was, a majestic old woman's voice sounded outside.

"The madam asked the young lady to go to the flower hall to have a meal, and she also asked the young lady to go now."

Nan Qingfeng glanced at the door, then looked back at the bracelet in the bronze mirror, "Continue."

Zhuo'er bit her lower lip uneasily, "Miss, that's Grandma Wang..."

"What about Aunt Wang?" Nan Qingfeng yawned a little tiredly, "Your young lady is the legitimate daughter of Beiming Palace. Can Beiming Qingfeng, a nanny, be able to climb on my head?"

Zhuo'er had no choice but to continue to hold up her hair. Although Nan Qingfeng didn't mean to rush her, her hand speed subconsciously increased.

"Don't make the style complicated, keep it simple." Nan Qingfeng reminded.

When the original owner was taken back to Beiming's house from his foster parents, in order to look like a rich lady, he made his hair complicated and thick, and dressed in three layers, making him look like a nouveau riche.

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Stand together with Bei Mingjing'er and make a judgment.

The original owner once used this description to attend a flower-viewing banquet invited by another family, and was ridiculed by a noble lady, which disgraced the Beiming family and made the Beiming family hate her even more.

Zhuo'er didn't know why the lady's interest suddenly changed today, but she did as she was told.

She simply put her hair into a bun and opened the drawer to choose jewelry for Nan Qingfeng.

Nan Qingfeng only glanced at it and knew that the things inside were all fakes. If these things were worn out, they would be exposed and ridiculed.

"I don't want these anymore."

She stood up, picked an attractive plain dress and put it on, told Huo'er to rest in the house, and then walked out leisurely.

"Miss, haven't you gotten up yet? Madam wants you to go to the flower hall for dinner immediately!"

Grandma Wang outside was already impatient with waiting, and there was a hint of anger in her voice.

"It's coming, it's coming, why bother? It's just breakfast, not a banquet."

Nan Qingfeng strolled down the steps and smiled sweetly at Grandma Wang, "Do you think so? Grandma Wang?"

Looking at the woman in front of her who was dressed in a plain dress, with her black hair simply pulled up, and looking indescribably delicate and charming, a trace of surprise flashed across Grandma Wang's eyes.

After hearing what Nan Qingfeng said, Grandma Wang lowered her eyelids to cover up the displeasure and disgust in her eyes.

"I'm afraid it would be inappropriate to ask the madam to wait for the young lady."

"It's just a while. My mother won't survive today. I'm here now, right?"

"Miss!"

Nan Qingfeng paused and glanced at Grandma Wang, seeing her face full of anger and glaring at him.

"My mother never taught Grandma Wang etiquette? How dare she yell at the young lady in the house?"

Grandma Wang straightened her back and stared at her.

"For Miss Jing'er, of course it won't be like this, but for some people who lack etiquette and upbringing since childhood, it's a different matter."

"Can you blame me for the lack of etiquette and upbringing?"

"Besides you and me, is there anyone else here?"

Nan Qingfeng turned around, walked towards her, raised his hand, and slapped Grandma Wang hard on the face.

Grandma Wang's hair was messy after being slapped, and her mind was buzzing.

"you……"

"You are so brave! How dare you, a mere nanny, teach me a lesson? Who do you think you are?"

Nan Qingfeng narrowed his eyes and smiled, "But after serving my mother for several years, do you think that you are also the mistress of Bei Ming Palace?"

This is the first time that Grandma Wang has seen such a strong Nan Qingfeng.

Even Helianru had never slapped her, but now she was slapped in the face by a little bitch who she usually didn't even look down on.

Grandma Wang was so angry that she said, "No matter how bad I am, I am still Madam's subordinate. If I make a mistake, it is Madam who will punish me. If Miss fights with me, it will not be easy to explain in front of Madam later!"

"If I beat a servant, do I have to answer for it? I have to answer for it, so why don't I beat him back at once?"

Nan Qingfeng raised her right hand high and slapped Grandma Wang in the face several times.

Huo'er heard a noise outside, secretly closed the door and looked outside. Seeing Nan Qingfeng being so tough, his eyes widened in shock.

Is this... still her young lady?

Is the God of War possessed?

Nan Qingfeng's hand felt numb from the beating, so he stopped.

Seeing the head peeking out from the crack of the door, he gave Huo'er a look and asked her to go back.

Otherwise, if she went to the flower hall, Grandma Wang might want to take out her anger on her.

We have to give this girl some ability to protect herself from now on.

After being beaten, Grandma Wang stopped shouting, and Nan Qingfeng walked leisurely along the path to the flower hall.

In the flower hall, Helianru and Bei Mingjing'er were already sitting at the round table. Standing on one side were several servants from the kitchen.

Nan Qingfeng immediately understood what was going on, but still pretended to be confused and crossed the threshold.

"It smells so good. It's rare that my mother asked me to have dinner with me today. Qingfeng thought that my mother would never recognize me as her daughter again. As expected, she is still her own blood. Qingfeng is really...so touched..."

She pretended to hold up the corners of her sleeves and wet her eyes with unnecessary tears.