C19 (2/2)

The servant girl beside her suddenly cried out, ”Sister Zi Yan, I thought you died!” ”Sob, sob …”

Hearing this, Lin Zhijun was a little annoyed, and shouted, ”What are you crying for? What's the use of crying? ”

The young maid was so scared that she quickly stopped talking and carefully sobbed.

Seeing the young maid's frightened expression, Lin Zhijun couldn't bear it anymore. He lowered his voice and asked, ”Who attacked first?”

”So what if I did it first?” An extremely arrogant voice sounded out from behind Lin Zhaojun.

When he looked towards the source of the voice, he saw a young girl with a face full of rage.

He dared to be so arrogant even after beating someone up!

Lin Zhijun coldly looked at her, ”Miss Zheng, is that it? ”You beat up my servant girl, at least you should at least give her an explanation!”

”Hmph, say? A lowly maid dares to be stubborn with this young miss? If she doesn't die, I'll consider it her luck … Ah … ”You dare to hit me?”

Before Miss Zheng could finish her sentence, Lin Zhijun had already slapped her in the face.

After Lin Zhijun was done, he leisurely said, ”Same logic. A lowly slave girl still dares to be stubborn with this wangfei. If you don't die, consider yourself lucky!”

”My father is the Prime Minister, Zheng Ming!” Miss Zheng shouted.

Lin Zhijun couldn't help but sneer, ”My husband is the Emperor's younger brother!”

Hearing this, Miss Zheng said, ”It's a pity that you're already dead. You're just a pitiful bug that's about to be buried with the dead!”

Humph, just thinking about how that slut Lin Zhaojun would eventually die with him made him extremely happy.

Although this is the truth, you don't need to remind me! Lin Zhijun thought to himself as he slapped Miss Zheng twice in the face.

Anyone that displeased Lin Zhaojun would be displeased by her!

”Ah …” You slut, you actually dared to hit me? No one has hit me since I was a kid! I'll beat you to death, you little bitch! ”

Miss Zheng had been thoroughly angered by Lin Zhaojun's two slaps. She swung her hands without any sense of reason, wanting to hit him back.

How could Lin Zhaojun let her succeed? The servants behind Lin Zhaojun hurried to pull Miss Zheng. Miss Zheng's men also rushed over, and five or six maidservants began to wrestle with her.

Thus, the war between Lin Zhaojun and Miss Zheng had turned into a war between the maids and servants of the two of them.

Grab your hair, scratch your face, pick your nose, hit your chest, kick your lower body... He really did do everything he could.

Lin Zhaojun watched from the side, shaking his head. This fight was just too unsightly.

On the other side, Miss Zheng glared viciously at Lin Zhaojun, as if she wanted to eat her whole.

When both sides were almost out of energy, Lin Zhaojun suddenly kicked a relatively strong servant away. As a result, the comparison of strength came out. Needless to say, Lin Zhaojun's men had overpowered Miss Zheng's lackeys.

”You bastard!” Eldest Miss Zheng scolded angrily.

”You just found out?” Lin Zhijun rolled his eyes at her. He suddenly grabbed Miss Zheng's collar and dragged her all the way back to the palace.

In the garden of the manor, Miss Zheng sat slumped on the floor, sobbing softly. Lin Zhijun leaned back in his chair, sipping on his tea and admiring the flowers. He didn't even look at Miss Zheng.