Chapter 20

She said the first sentence to the old man, and the last sentence turned to Mo Xuemin.

"Three younger sisters, if you hit someone, you should bear the responsibility. Don't be afraid. When you return to the house, your father will help you solve this kind of thing again." The gentle voice seemed to comfort Mo Xuetong, but the meaning in the words was extremely vicious.

Mo Xuetong sneered in her heart, but her voice was still gentle. She said in some confusion: "elder sister, where did my car hit someone? There are only two cars to pick me up in the house. There are only so few slaves. Elder sister, do you think my aunt will send so many cars to pick me up?"

Mohuawen's official position is not high, especially in the capital, which is full of dignitaries. The young ladies of aristocratic families travel in only three cars. Mo Xuetong, the daughter of a small five grade Beijing official, can't exceed three cars even for a long distance. What's more, how can an aunt make a face for her legitimate daughter and lift several cars to support her.

The face under Mo Xuemin's hat was suddenly chilly. She could not imagine that Mo Xuetong, who had been timid and cowardly since her mother died, dared to calmly contradict herself in front of so many people, and stepped on the point, which made her feel speechless for a moment, but she was able to control her emotions and smiled in an instant.

"Three younger sisters, it's just small things. It doesn't matter. Your father won't blame you. Go home quickly. The people in the house know you're coming back and are waiting for you early. Can you handle the things here?" Mo Xuemin raised her eyes and said softly. Her words were full of concern. Such a woman is a good sister image who cares about her sister, but she didn't pay attention to what Mo Xuetong said before.

The people looked at Mo Xuetong with a little more disdain. Those who are sisters have resigned to this point. When their sister is still dead, they refuse to admit their mistakes, which is really unreasonable.

Mo Xuemin can really act! The dark snow pupil is clear, and there is a hint of irony in it. She pretends to be weak, and she will.

She took the hat from Moran's hand and put it on. Holding her hand, she came out of the car. She stood timidly and got out of the car. The wind blew up her flying white dress, which made her feel thin and fragile. It made people feel tender and tender without speaking.

"Thank you for your trouble. It's really not my sister's car. I don't know why she came here. She insisted that the car belongs to me. Do you know the coachman, or do you know that the carriage belongs to our house, or did you know that..." Mo Xuetong meant something. Her sweet and tender voice can make people feel good, especially the meaning of her last words is quite thoughtful.

Standing on one side, you Yuecheng frowned and looked at the woman opposite.

Seeing that the woman opposite was still small in stature, she stood there, although she was timid, but with an unassuming demeanor. Without any arrogance, she raised her eyebrows and looked suspiciously at Mo Xuemin.

Mo Xuemin's smile was frozen on his face. For a moment, he was speechless and couldn't speak for a moment. A shadow flashed across the bottom of his eyes. When did this useless fool become so good at speaking.

The coachman in the carriage looked at this and that. Suddenly, his eyes turned and shouted at Mo Xuetong: "miss three, the servant is coming with you. If something happens, how can you ignore the servant? There are 80 high halls on the servant and starving children below. Miss three can't pull the servant down."

Then he hurried out of the carriage, jumped in front of Mo Xuetong, knelt down in front of Mo Xuetong and cried.

You Yuecheng frowned! A servant of a rich family, how could he do such a thing? In broad daylight, regardless of the share of the master and servant and the difference between men and women, he rushed over like this. If he met the master's body, it would be a great event to defeat people's reputation. How can such a person who doesn't know integrity be a person of high family and large family.

The coachman's behavior is really stupid, and I don't know where Aunt Fang came from. Mo Xuemin hates herself, but the matter has come to this point, she can only hold on, deliberately don't answer what Mo Xuetong said before, gently changed the topic and said: "three younger sisters, if something like this happens, no one wants it. You'd better go back first. Here's my sister."

"As like as two peas, you can't deny that the driver is your family," she said. "Look at the cars behind you, which are exactly the same as this one, and even if you want to, you can't afford it." The old man who was picked up and stood on the roadside turned his eyes and opened his mouth to mutter. Although his voice was small, it was enough to make people understand. Everyone's eyes couldn't help falling on several cars behind Mo Xuetong. Sure enough, the small parts and even the details were the same. It was clearly the same set of cars.

"The eldest sister has the same caliber as others. She insists that the car was brought by my younger sister and belongs to our Mo mansion. Can you ask my sister to see what was in the car? My sister rushed out of the car after she came all the way from Cloud City and hit someone. She said it was my sister's car. Is it possible that there are more cars for my sister? I don't know? In that case, mother Shen, open the car, Let the elder sister see if the car she insisted on was mine! "