Rebirth of a Fierce Husband and a Fierce Wife: A Slender Poisonous Girl

The servant looked at the master and saw that he was chin slightly, so he boldly sent it over.

The old lady also saw this thing clearly and was shocked, "This is... the Nine-turn Lucky Phoenix Hairpin, how could it be..."

This was a keepsake of the engagement between the Jian Ling family and Qingxue, but how could it fall into the hands of a servant now?

Jian Xiude's expression was uncertain, his eyes flickered, and he suddenly shouted angrily, "Drag all those followers out and kill them. No one is allowed to tell anyone what happened today."

Mrs. Ling frowned and stopped her, "Wait a minute, call that attendant in. I have something to ask."

If you don't ask clearly about this kind of thing, it will be a heart disease and you will never have peace in the future.

Jian Xiude rolled his eyes and sighed deeply, "Mrs. Ling, please don't get involved in this kind of scandal, so as not to..."

Countless thoughts passed through Mrs. Ling's mind, and she glanced at him coldly, "No, this is an ancestral property of my family. Why did it fall into the hands of others? I will definitely ask for the truth today."

This Jian family is in a complete mess, everything is dishonorable from top to bottom, and there are not many innocent people.

Jian Xiude was just pretending and raised his hand, "Since Mrs. Ling insists on this, let's bring that person in."

Several servants escorted a man in slave clothes into the house and forced him to kneel on the ground.

Mrs. Ling looked at him for a few times and saw that this man was in his twenties with thick eyebrows and big eyes. He had good facial features and did not look humble. Instead, he had his head held high and his chest high and energetic. He didn't look like a servant in any way.

"What's your surname, your first name, and who is from the Jian family?"

The old lady frowned and recognized him for a long time before realizing that this man was not a servant of the family, but someone who had joined the family three years ago. His son valued him very much and was the first person around him.

The man said generously, "My surname is Jian and my name is Liang. I am Master Jian's attendant."

He is articulate, organized, and has a loud voice. How can he look like a lowly servant?

Mrs. Ling secretly wondered, "Do you recognize this thing?"

A Liang nodded confidently, "Of course, this is my thing."

Everyone present gasped and looked secretly at Mrs. Ling.

Mrs. Ling's expression was ugly, but her tone was calm, "Where did it come from? Don't tell me, you did it yourself."

With the previous events, she did not get angry immediately. Even though she was angry, she subconsciously believed that Qingxue, the child, would not do anything that violated ethics.

Ah Liang's expression changed, "I can't say that if you want to be beaten or punished, it's up to you. I won't say anything."

Mrs. Ling was filled with anger and winked. The servants of the Ling family slapped A Liang twice, causing her head to tilt to the side. Her face soon became red and swollen, "A slave can actually do this to you and me."

There are no rules.”

Who is this servant? He is even more famous than his master.

What kind of family is the Jian family? From the master to the lowest servant, no one is normal.

The upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked. The servants will be the same as the masters.

A trace of anger flashed in A Liang's eyes and his mouth moved. Jian Xiude stopped in front and saluted Mrs. Ling, "Mrs. Ling, please calm down and tell me, who gave it to you?"

As he spoke, he winked hard at A Liang.

A Liang suppressed his boiling anger and said in a pure voice, "Master, there is no need to ask more, I won't tell."