Chapter 469

The sudden knock on the door startled both people in the room.

Su Meng opened the door and stood by the door, frowning at everything in the room. "What's the matter?"

Especially the servant with fragments in her hand, she turned pale with fright and knelt on the ground with a plop. Her fingers unconsciously grasped the porcelain pieces in the palm of her hand, and a touch of Yin red slipped from her fingers, dripping on the snow-white carpet.

She was so scared that she just knelt down and couldn't say a word.

It's sweet. She almost jumped out of her wheelchair when she heard the knock on the door, but when she saw the look of the servant, she was relieved.

Holding her head in one hand, she said weakly, "sister-in-law, your servants are too clumsy. They just smashed the Song Dynasty porcelain bowl on the tea table! It wakes me up. "

Kneeling on the ground, her body trembled more severely. She opened her dry lips, trying to explain herself.

But against Su Meng's gaze, her voice seems to have been stuck with glue, and she can't make any sound.

She closed her eyes feebly, thinking that she would be ruined for the rest of her life. When she was either in prison or working in vain for a huge sum of money to pay off her debts, Su Meng said something unexpected.

Su Meng squatted down, picked up the broken porcelain pieces on the ground, took a look, looked at the servant in front of him, and bent his mouth. "It's OK. It's not a rare antique, it's just a fake bought on the roadside. Don't cry. Don't be afraid. "

This made the servant take a cool breath. She gasped, looked at Su Meng with tears in her eyes, and confirmed with her in a low voice, "really, really?" Remember the website m.luoqiuxzw.com

Su Meng nodded and patted her on the shoulder. "It's true. Don't be afraid. Don't say you didn't break the bowl. Even if you broke it, you can tell the housekeeper that it will be OK. "

When the little girl heard Su Meng's gentle words, her tears began to flow down. She wiped them with her sleeve and cried.

"Thank you. Thank you. Thank you."

Su Meng gently patted her on the shoulder, "OK, it's OK."

Sitting in a wheelchair, Gan Tiantian saw Su Meng's gentle appearance and pulled her lips contemptuously.

I don't know who to show me!

Su Meng appeases his servants and looks up at Gan Tiantian with her black and white eyes. Her eyes are so sharp that they seem to pierce people's hearts.

Gan Tiantian looks bleak by her eyes, and her fingers unconsciously clasp the armrest of the wheelchair.

"What, what?"

Su Meng stood up and gave her a meaningful look. "Miss Gan, do you have anything to say?"

Sweet heart such as thunder, palm panic all sweat, stammered, "I, what can I say?"

But she began to beat a drum in her heart. How much did Su Meng hear just now?

She doesn't know about pretending to be sick, does she?

Su Meng looks at the face of the face is hard to hide the panic of sweet, silent sneer in the heart.

The good dishes are all made slowly. She takes notes of all the things she does, and then she will take them back one by one.

There was a cold light at the bottom of her eyes, but what she said made sweet feel relieved.

"Miss Gan, I just heard that you broke this antique plate, not this little girl at all."