The Peasant Girl’s Splendid Manor

Raising his palm high and about to land it on his face, Mo Yan glared sharply, raised his hand and gently held the wrist of the woman combing her hair, and asked coldly: "What do you mean, Madam? "

She never expected that this blow would miss. After Fan Meijiao was stunned, she pressed down hard with her palm, trying to hit the pink and handsome face. Unexpectedly, her wrist was tightly clamped, and she couldn't pull it out. Not going down.

"Do you know who I am? You dare to be rude to me, how brave you are!" Fan Meijiao said viciously, her distorted expression ruining her face that still had some color, making people feel disgusted.

Mo Yan raised her eyebrows, looked up and down very seriously, and finally looked at Fan Meijiao's proud eyes and said without sincerity: "I'm so sorry, I don't know who you are."

Fan Meijiao's expression suddenly changed. She ignored the guests passing by in the passage and yelled: "You blind little bitch, if I don't teach you a lesson today, I will make your memory long, and I will take your surname!"

After saying that, he shouted at the maids and women behind him: "Are they all dead? Why don't you do something to me quickly?"

"Yes, miss!"

After receiving the order, seven or eight maids and women came forward with a roar and surrounded Mo Yan. Just as they were about to catch him, they suddenly heard their own lady screaming in pain: "Ah - it hurts! Let go, let go, you This bitch, let me go quickly."

The sharp and piercing sound resounded throughout the second floor. Fan Meijiao felt cold sweat on her painful forehead. She tried her best to free her wrist that was almost crushed, but she couldn't shake Mo Yan's hand at all. .

Seeing this, the maids and women were so frightened that they quickly retracted their hands, fearing that Mo Yan would use force to destroy their young lady's hands. Even if the murderer was taken down, they would not be able to protect their master well, and they would not be able to reap the benefits when they return. .

Seeing that the maids and women were shocked, Mo Yan focused his attention on Fan Meijiao again, and relaxed his hand slightly: "Miss, I really don't know who you are. As for what you said about beating you. The maid at home... is even more unreasonable. She bumped into me first and then made her move. Many people below saw it. If you don’t believe me, you can go down and ask."

Although he really wanted to teach this unreasonable and dirty-mouthed young lady a lesson, without finding out her identity, it would cause trouble for him, so he could only hold back for the time being.

At this moment, the door of the private room next to Mo Yan was opened, and it was the four brothers and sisters of Xin'er.

The four little ones were waiting for their eldest sister in the house, but they heard what seemed like an argument outside the door, and their sister's voice was vaguely mixed in, so they hurriedly opened the door and came out.

Seeing her sister being surrounded by a group of people, Xin'er stood in front of her brothers and sisters without even thinking, and asked with some fear: "Sister, is this what happened?"

Mo Yan gave her brothers and sisters a comforting smile, glanced at Fan Meijiao's distorted face, and said, "I just had a little misunderstanding with this young lady. My sister is explaining it to her. You go in first, and I will explain it later." Come in."

Xin'er saw the young lady staring at her sister with a cannibalistic look, and it was clear that it was more than just a misunderstanding. Afraid that her sister would be at a disadvantage, she pushed her brothers and sisters in who were shouting to come out to help her, and said loudly and deliberately: "Sister, you are the prince personally appointed by the Holy Emperor. Even if there is a misunderstanding, they should not attack you. This is clearly the fault of the following, not taking the Holy One seriously."

Xin'er's words were like a drop of water falling into a boiling oil pan, and the crowd of people watching suddenly became commotion:

"What, Junjun? This girl is actually the Junjun of Hejia who was personally consecrated by the Holy Emperor last year?"