You are my rare tenderness

Chapter 1270 Daily: Mopping the Floor
"Miss Yan, you should have always lived a high life, right? Since that's the case, why don't I give you a chance to experience the lifestyle of the lower class people? Otherwise, do you think your life is too monotonous? ?” An Nuan had an expression of "I'm thinking of you", really sincere.

As soon as she heard her say that, Yan Jiali knew that An Nuan still wanted to torment her, but she didn't dare to say any more, what if she would kill her or disfigure her if she offended her?Although Yan Jiali was sure that An Nuan didn't dare to kill her, after all her father was the boss of the Yunlong Gang, so she would look at the Buddha's face even if she didn't look at the monk's face, right?Kill her, and she will bear the wrath of her father.

But such a thing as disfigurement, maybe An Nuan can really do it.It is also a woman, of course she is jealous of a woman who is prettier than herself.Yan Jiali thought she was much prettier than An Nuan, so she took it for granted that An Nuan would be jealous of her.

"What do you want?" Yan Jiali asked cautiously.

"Don't worry, my heart is very good. I will never let you do particularly tiring things. What I want you to do must be easy work. Just feel it." After finishing speaking, An Nuan smiled left.

Yan Jiali was lying on the ground, her body was almost stiff, mainly because the feeling of being helped by the rope was really bad.

About an hour later, someone finally came.Yan Jiali was worried that it was An Nuan who would go and come back, but unexpectedly it was two middle-aged women who came.

"Who are you and what do you want to do?" Yan Jiali stared at them and said angrily, "I warn you, don't try to torture me, if you torture me, I will definitely let you People killed you, do you believe it?"

Yan Jiali was still trying to be brave, but these two people didn't listen to her at all. After untying the rope on her body, they didn't even give her a buffer time. They directly pulled her up and stuffed a piece of meat in her hand rag.

Yan Jiali was still depressed there with a rag, when she heard the two middle-aged women say: "Wipe all the rooms in this villa clean, remember to wipe it spotlessly, there must be no dust for us to see. Yes. If you don’t wipe it clean, you won’t be able to eat tonight.”

In the past, only she could say such things to others, but now a small servant dared to say such things to her, Yan Jiali was so angry that when she was about to scold someone, she heard another woman's calm voice Said: "Miss An said, if Miss Yan still wants your face, she'd better be obedient, otherwise, she won't guarantee that she will do what she promised you just now."

Yan Jiali's eyes darkened, and she almost fainted from anger, but there was nothing she could do. Now that she was a fish, she had no other choice but to be obedient.

There was no way, Yan Jiali took the rag bitterly, squatted on the ground and began to wipe the floor.

She has never been humiliated like today since she was a child. She swears that when she goes out, she must tear An Nuan into pieces. No, she can't be killed. If she doesn't torture her well, she He definitely couldn't let out such a bad breath, and she would definitely torture her with harsher methods than this.

(End of this chapter)