Chapter 422 (1/2)
The next morning, Ruan Mengmeng was woken up in a fierce quarrel.
”I, I didn't I didn't really... ”
”Well, I didn't. I saw you roll your eyes with my own eyes. Why, this is your Liyuan's rule - you are so impatient with the future hostess. If I let you off today, I don't know how to ride on the head of the hostess in the future! ”
The voice of timid and cowardly begging for mercy is a weak female voice with a crying voice.
This cry sounds very familiar. Ruan Mengmeng thinks about it. It seems that she is a little sister of a servant on this side of the villa.
But that swearing is very fierce, the voice is very high, that is better recognized.
Except for Wang Ma, no one has the ability to disturb people's dreams.
Ruan Mengmeng frowned.
This Wang Ma, who moved here yesterday, swaggered around looking for trouble. Even uncle Zhao could bully her.
It's a good day today. I don't bully uncle Zhao. I got up early in the morning and began to bully Li Yuan's servant sister.
Ruan Mengmeng puts on a pajama and goes out.
As soon as I opened the door, I heard the sound of opening the bedroom door on the opposite side.
A graceful voice came from the room opposite: ”Wang Ma, forget it I don't think she did it on purpose. What's more, I haven't been slighted much. It's not easy for them to do things... ”
”How can you forget that you are the master and she is the servant. If you do too many things regardless of the master and servant, these people will kick their noses and face. You are carrying it in your stomach, but we are the flesh and blood of our eldest young master. How valuable your identity is. These servants don't look at each other. They should be punished. After that, we will be neglected. ”
Wang Ma said, let Yao Yuqing back to the room to rest, here to her to deal with.
Yao Yuqing seems to want to help out, but she can't stand Wang's enthusiasm
One side of the little maid has almost cried red eyes, Wang Ma's punishment is tough, Li Yuan punished several servants yesterday.
Now Liyuan people are in danger, even uncle Zhao can't save them.
Thinking of this, the little maid's eyes became more red, her eyes filled with tears.