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Chapter 15 Who is more important, the dead or the living?
  Hearing the words "Mrs. First Lady", Mrs. Zhao's face instantly darkened: "...The eldest young master said this a bit too much. Madam The First Lady has been dead for many years, and most people in the family almost don't remember her. How can she be compared with me?" ?”

"That's right. There are so many wine bags and rice bags in the house. A living person can't remember his name, let alone a dead person?"

Jing Yu responded unhurriedly and sat on a chair regardless of Zhao's expression.

At the same time, he crossed his legs and looked at the third young master.

"You look good, boy. What a pity, why didn't the vixen outside suck you off?"

"Man, he's full of nonsense... I'm too lazy to pay attention to you!"

"Tsk, are you saying this to me? It seems that you have eaten the heart of a bear and the courage of a leopard. Why don't you invite me to eat it too?"

"madman……"

"Say one more word, and don't blame me for cutting off your tongue and serving it as a side dish."

Hearing this, the third young master's face immediately turned pale.

Mrs. Zhao had to hold back her anger and pretended to be persuasive: "Yu'er, even my brothers can't make such a joke."

Jing Yu only sneered.

Seeing this situation, the third young master somehow let go of his hand, and Liuli was able to survive for a while.

Before sitting back in the chair, the third young master whispered.

Qianxue heard it clearly, and she couldn't help but feel mixed feelings in her heart.

Little did he know that every move she made was watched by Jing Yu.

"By the way, I don't know why Yu'er came here," Mrs. Zhao deliberately changed the subject in order to ease the atmosphere, "In your free time, if you don't go out more, you should make some friends."

As soon as he finished speaking, Jing Yu interrupted impatiently and said, "Ms. Zhao, I have my own arrangements. I don't need you to tell me what to do."

After a pause, he suddenly raised his eyes and said with just enough disdain, "I call you madam, and you think you can get away with it? You are really vulgar!"

Fortunately, the third young master intervened in time: "Madam, my son has to leave first."

Zhao's attention was distracted, and she managed to squeeze out a sentence: "Be careful on the road, and put away any thoughts you shouldn't have, otherwise I won't cover for you when the master asks about your homework in the future. .”

The third young master nodded in agreement and glanced at Jing Yu deliberately before leaving.

Jing Yu glanced at him.

The third young master was so frightened that he immediately sped up and left, as if he had seen a ghost in broad daylight.

Qianxue stood up from the ground and walked step by step in the direction of Zhao.

During this time, she secretly glanced at Liuli.

Fortunately, her life was saved.

Just because he received several slaps, this face cannot be seen by anyone for a short time. “Yu’er, please help yourself.”

After Qianxue stood beside her, Zhao made excuses and left.

"Walk slowly without sending."

Jing Yu deliberately spoke to provoke Zhao.

Zhao's steps paused slightly, and at first glance they seemed to be no different from usual.

Only Qian Xue was faintly aware of how uneasy she felt inside - if she didn't care, why would she pinch her hand so hard? It almost turned her hand purple.

"Ma'am, let's go."

But before Qianxue could breathe a sigh of relief, Zhao suddenly said something incomprehensible: "Qianxue, which one is more important, the living or the dead?"

When talking about life and death, Qianxue couldn't help but take a breath of cold air. After careful consideration, she spoke carefully: "Madam, please forgive me for being stupid."

Unexpectedly, this sentence quickly aroused Zhao's dissatisfaction: "No matter how stupid you are, it is better than two idiots Liuli and Yanran calling me for no reason and embarrassing yourself!"

After a pause, Mrs. Zhao suddenly looked at her carefully, "If I remember correctly, you and they lived in the same house before. Be more careful in the future, otherwise one day the person who falls on the ground half-dead will be you."

Especially after going through this experience, she realized more clearly that she actually had no way out - either she could successfully capture the heart of the second young master and escape from her humble life; or she had no choice but to die an untimely death and wrap her body in a straw mat and throw it away. Enter the mass grave.

Life and death are just a matter of a thought.

Thinking of this, Qian Xue suddenly felt that her limbs were cold, as if she had fallen into an ice cave.

Thanks to Nanny Zhao, she called her several times: "Don't be in a daze, take Liuli and Yanran away quickly, lest Mrs. Zhao find another opportunity to punish them severely."

She suddenly let out a sigh, "This time I have to admit that it was thanks to the young master's timely arrival. Otherwise, how could Mrs. Zhao let them go so easily? No matter what, they have to thank the young master."

Hearing this, Qianxue couldn't help but fall into deep thought again.

But before she could figure out the reason, Aunt Zhao pushed her from behind: "Go quickly."

Afterwards, Liuli was taken back to the third young master’s yard.

Yan Ran followed Qian Xue step by step, stopping from time to time to take a breath, as if she was as vulnerable as a seriously ill person.

However, Qianxue could never sympathize with her.

Along the way, the two of them had basically nothing to say.

Occasionally, Yanran couldn't help complaining: "Damn it, I almost got in... It's so scary, we can't do this..."

Yanran fell down on the couch and wrapped herself in the quilt like a cocoon, with only her head exposed: "Don't tell my parents about this, otherwise I will risk my life with you!"

Qianxue advised her to recognize the facts as soon as possible: "According to what you said, the commotion this time is not big enough - unless you have the ability to sew everyone's mouths, your parents will know about this within one night." Something." After a pause, she couldn't help but recall Liuli's tragic situation, and turned to look at Yanran with a bit of disgust, "Speaking of which, if you hadn't been pressing Liuli every step of the way, why would she have bothered to reveal the story about the third young master? Son? You brought it upon yourself and deserved it."

(End of this chapter)