Fat Niang makes a fortune in farming

Chapter 602
"What? Do you want to ask me to take you now? Let me tell you, it's too late now, no matter how much you give me, you scumbag, I don't want it anymore!"

Hou Yingjie turned his head and looked at Ye Rongrong with a contemptuous expression, with a disdainful smile on his lips.

He is now the leader of the family class, and he has already sung his name and fame. He can sing anywhere after he leaves the family class, so he won't stay here anymore.

Ye Rongrong walked up to Hou Yingjie without saying a word, and then slapped him hard in the face in front of everyone.

There was a crisp and crisp applause, and five clear finger prints were printed on Hou Yingjie's left cheek.

Everyone was dumbfounded.

Especially Hou Yingjie, he stared stupidly at Ye Rongrong who was standing in front of him, a burning pain came from his left cheek.

But at this moment, before Hou Yingjie could react, he slapped the other side of his face again.

"Hou Yingjie, these two slaps, one slap is for you to insult me, the slap is for your failure to courtship, because love breeds hatred. The other slap is for my father, it is for you to insult the teacher The door was opened because of your disloyalty and disfilial piety."

"You unwanted bitch, how dare you hit me!"

Hou Yingjie became angry, he didn't care about the burning pain in his cheeks, he directly raised his hand to hit Ye Rongrong.

Just as he raised his hand, Mo Han, who had been standing in the dark, quickly reached out and waved the needle and thread in the sewing dustpan under his feet towards Hou Yingjie, and the balls of cotton thread directly hit Hou Yingjie's elbow .

Hou Yingjie's hand had just been raised, but as soon as the needle and thread were struck, his hand immediately dropped.

"Who? Who?"

Hou Yingjie immediately yelled, feeling a little flustered in his heart.

The reason why he chose to get angry at this time was because Ye Heming was not there, and the other was that the troupe owner told him a few days ago that he would spend a lot of money to pry him away. He knew very well that if Ye Rongrong If you are determined not to be with yourself, it is impossible for you to have the family class in your hands.

The person who hit him with a cotton thread just now must be better than himself in martial arts. Ye Heming is not here now, so who would take this person?
"Is it you? Is it you?"

Hou Yingjie pointed to his senior brother standing opposite him and asked, everyone looked at me and I looked at you, but in the end they could only wave their hands and shake their heads at Hou Yingjie.

At this time, even if they do it themselves, they won't say anything.

This time it was obviously the senior brother himself who was wrong. Everyone in the troupe knew that he liked the junior sister, but the junior junior sister just didn't like him. He wanted to eat swan meat but failed, and even deliberately slandered the junior junior sister. Who cares? I am angry all the way to my heart.

It would be best if someone taught him a lesson now.

"Smart people don't do dark things, if you have the ability, come out to me."

Hou Yingjie stood on the spot and turned around anxiously, wanting to know who the person hiding in the dark was, but no matter how much he shouted, the person hiding in the dark would not come out.

"Damn girl, who is this person?"

Hou Yingjie grabbed Ye Rongrong's arm, and stared at her through gritted teeth. The person who was hiding in the dark never came out. Hou Yingjie had no choice but to vent his anger on Ye Rongrong.

"I don't know! Let me go!"

Ye Rongrong naturally knew that it was Mo Han who taught him a lesson, but how could she say it.

Thinking of him helping her in an emergency, Ye Rongrong couldn't help feeling a little sweet in her heart, and even a blush on her face.

Seeing that Ye Rongrong was still blushing at this moment, Hou Yingjie immediately became alert.

"Is it the concubine you hooked up somewhere again?"

"Quickly tell me where he is and who he is!"

Hou Yingjie was keenly aware of the blush on Ye Rongrong's face, thinking that the wild man she hooked up with was hiding in the dark to deal with him, Hou Yingjie's lungs were about to explode.

The hand holding Ye Rongrong became tighter and tighter, and he even wished that he could unscrew her arm at this moment, so that this wild man hiding in the dark would come out.

"Hou Yingjie, what nonsense are you talking about? Let me go!"

Ye Rongrong stretched out her hand to push Hou Yingjie away, but her strength was no match for him. No matter how hard she struggled, Hou Yingjie would not let go.

"Let go of you? Let go now and let you have sex with that wild man?"

The words in Hou Yingjie's mouth became more and more unpleasant, and Ye Rongrong's face became more and more red from anger.

The brothers standing aside were also furious, clenched their fists and prepared to rush up to teach Hou Yingjie a lesson.

They have been refraining from making a move because they don't want to make a fuss, let alone make a move. Now that the master is not here, he is the biggest in the troupe, but now his behavior and words are getting more and more excessive.

Just when everyone was about to swarm up, at this time, a swish of cold wind blew from behind them, and the moment everyone turned their heads, bright embroidery needles flew past their eyes and rushed directly at them Hou Yingjie on the opposite side flew over.

Embroidery needles wearing threads of various colors were all stuck on Hou Yingjie's hand that was holding Ye Rongrong's arm, and his mouth that had been swearing.

"what--"

Hou Yingjie was in so much pain that he immediately covered his mouth with his hand full of embroidery needles and began to howl.

Everyone was dumbfounded and gasped at the same time. Everyone, you look at me and I look at you. The monk Zhang Er can't figure it out. Not everyone can make such a good martial arts.

But even if everyone had doubts in their hearts, they didn't dare to ask. If they asked, it would be bad for Hou Yingjie to seek revenge in the future.

Looking at Hou Yingjie who was lying on the ground crying and rolling, no one dared to step forward, and even took a step back involuntarily, for fear that he would be misunderstood by that person as being with him, and his face might be covered with embroidery next time. The one with the needle is himself.

Enduring the severe pain, Hou Yingjie pulled out the embroidery needles on his face and hands one by one, then raised his head to look at Ye Rongrong with blood on his face, and stared at her with vicious eyes, "Ye, give me Wait, I'm not done with you!"

"Snapped--"

As soon as Hou Yingjie finished speaking, Ye Rongrong poured the scalding hot tea that Ye Rongrong brought from the table next to him, and poured it at Hou Yingjie, whose face was covered in blood.

"what--"

Hou Yingjie covered his face with his hands again and wailed.

"What are you still doing? Throw him out for me."

While putting down the teacup in her hand, Ye Rongrong said sharply to the brothers who were standing aside.

Everyone didn't dare to neglect, and immediately reached out to pick up Hou Yingjie who was lying on the ground.

"Let me know that any troupe who dares to accept him will have trouble with our family-making troupe. If he dares to make trouble with us, we will have a way to disband their troupe."

After she finished speaking, she waved her hand and entered her own separate dressing room.

(End of this chapter)