Chapter 137 (1/2)

The tortoise slave carried out Zhao Wencheng, not only didn't let the young man in green have fear, but made him raise his hand again, intending to give the tortoise slave another slap in the face.

Du Qiaoyun saw that the tortoise slave was only thirteen or fourteen years old, but his back had begun to bend. It was obviously because he had been waiting on people since childhood and didn't dare to straighten his back.

And his green face was swollen and swollen.

Du Qiaoyun sees this, a sour in the heart, she once was so humble, so can understand this tortoise slave's heartache and helplessness, can't help but ask for mercy for that tortoise slave.

”My guest, please calm down! He is just a slave. How dare he be disrespectful to you? Don't you think you can spare him a lot? I will follow you

Du Qiaoyun has been tempered in her last life, and she has a good look. When she sees that the tortoise slave moves out, Zhao Wencheng not only doesn't scare away the young man in green, but also shows a slight disdain for him. She knows that the identity of the young man in green must be above Zhao Wencheng.

So Du Qiaoyun took the initiative to ask to go with the other party.

Although the other party may have a bad heart for her, as long as she deals with it carefully, she should be able to get rid of it.

It's better than going in to meet Zhao Wencheng and being recognized by him.

The young man in green heard Du Qiaoyun's words, and his face was a little slow.

”Miss Mei Xian is still sensible! Not as stupid as some people! Miss Mei Xian, this way, please

Seeing that Du Qiaoyun was about to leave with the other party, the tortoise slave was in a hurry and quickly stepped forward to stop him.

”Miss Mei Xian, you can't go! Mr. Zhao is still waiting for you! If you leave, how can I explain to Mr. Zhao? ”

Du Qiaoyun saw that the tortoise slave had no eyes, so she couldn't help scolding him for being stupid. But she didn't open her mouth. She knew that she didn't have to speak at all. The boy in green would open his mouth.

”Go and tell Mr. Zhao that Miss Meixian is going to serve our young master. I have no time to see him! Miss Mei Xian, let's go

”Who is your son? Please let me know. Let me go and report back to Mr. Zhao. ”

The tortoise slave couldn't stop him, so he could only ask about the origin of the other party, so as not to wait for Mr. Zhao to ask. He couldn't explain!