Chapter 920

"Qin yaozun is not here. Please tell me if you have anything, and I will tell you." Mechanical reply, with the ambiguity of declaring sovereignty.

Listening to the familiar female voice and familiar figure, Feng Xingying frowned slightly.

After seeing that it was Feng Xingying, the woman turned her head and showed a pure and noble face.

Also, familiar looks.

"You're quite lucky." Feng Xingying's lips are full of sarcastic smile.

This woman is no other than Ling chuxue, the talented daughter of the Ling family.

Ling chuxue said goodbye to Feng Xingying, but she was also stunned for a long time before bowing to Feng Xingying:

"chuxue didn't know much before, and she offended her sister Xingying a lot. Please forgive me for looking at brother Lin's face."

Feng Xingying doesn't open her mouth, just looks at her quietly. The corners of his lips curved to look at her.

She really said it.

Forgive her?

Do you really think Feng Xingying is a faithful man? Do you really think her family is good?

"Our Ling family is in great trouble. My grandfather is seriously ill, and the life and death of each of our brothers and sisters are uncertain." Ling chuxue said, and began to wipe her tears with pity:

"if brother Lin had not taken me in, I would have been taken away.

Sister Xingying, I'm no longer a fairy of Ling family. I'm just a servant girl who depends on others. I dare not rob brother Lin with you.

I just want to find a place to live. I just want to stay by brother Lin's side quietly. I'm satisfied to serve him in his daily life. "

"What if I say no?" Feng Xingying has always been a man who can't hold sand in his eyes. Feng Xingying doesn't like to beat around the bush. "Maidservant? Well, I'll give him the medicine and climb the bed nearby, won't I

"I dare not in the early snow." Ling chuxue's face is weak, and her body is still shaking, but what she hides under her eyes is not panic, but treachery.

"I hate being called my sister. By a lot of old women of your age calling sister Feng Xingying shrugged:

"as you know, my sisters are dead.

If you insist on shouting, maybe it's the next one? "

Who knows that Ling chuxue's performance is more exaggerated. She suddenly kneels down in front of Feng Xingying and sadly drags Feng Xingying's skirt:

"sister Xingying, I listen to you for everything. I'm willing to serve you as a slave. I beg you not to kill me, OK?"

Feng Xingying frowns, the person in front of you is still Ling chuxue?

If not for Feng Xingying's spiritual power, especially for listening to heartbeat and judging lies, it's really easy to be cheated by this soft and glutinous Ling chuxue.

And let her so kneel, always feel not quite right.

Feng Xingying reaches out her hand, ready to pull her up.

Unexpectedly, Ling chuxue turned to the ground, and her lips spilled blood.

She didn't touch her? Should it be so obvious?

At this time, the door was pushed open, and a middle-aged woman with no spiritual power but gorgeous face was staring at Feng Xingying:

"who are you? When will it be your turn here? "

An ordinary person can appear in Qin yaozun's room, but also a face of hostess, her identity, Feng Xingying don't have to guess. It should be the wife who pretended to be ill last time, Qin Molin's mother.

It has to be said that Mrs. Qin's appearance is really very beautiful, but her dress is a little vulgar, less atmospheric and elegant.

"Mrs. Qin, don't blame sister Xingying. It's all early snow." Ling chuxue's voice is more pitiful:

"sister Xingying is the woman that brother Lin likes. Chuxue should have the self-knowledge to be a slave and should not make her angry."

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