The strongest maid of SWAT crossing

Chapter 125 I Didn't Expect It (2)
"That's right, but I really don't know what kind of woman those five sons will marry in the future..."

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While everyone was chatting, after about touching a stick of incense, the green curtain car arrived at the gate of the inner courtyard.Mrs. Chen, Mrs. Tong, Mrs. Chen, Mrs. Dong, and Mrs. Chen, Mrs. Qu, of the Duke's Mansion were in charge of receiving everyone.

Mrs. Yan and Mrs. Chen got out of the car, Mrs. Chen's three sisters-in-law greeted them with smiles, and led Mrs. Yan and Mrs. Chen to meet Mrs. Chen, while the five sisters Yan Xiaowan followed behind.

Yan Xiaowan deliberately wanted to separate Yan Xiaofan, so she took the three sisters Yan Xiaoting, Yan Xiaorui, and Yan Xiaoyu together, talking and laughing along the way, and greeted the little sisters who were familiar with her warmly, but ignored Yan Xiaofan, and Yan Xiaofan They also kept a distance of about two meters away from them, and the people around seemed to have noticed something as they came and went. Although many people looked at Yan Xiaofan, no one came forward to talk to her.

Xiangguo frowned and muttered: "Missy is a real person, and our second lady didn't offend her, so why exclude us like this?"

Yan Xiaofan was very nervous, and only took small steps to follow Mrs. Yan and the others, without hearing what Xiangguo was muttering at all.

Tian Xing also frowned, always feeling that no matter those people were talking or silent, their eyes were always fixed on Yan Xiaofan and them, which made her very uncomfortable. The cool wind was blowing, but she still felt very hot, and her chest and back were wet with sweat.

Tian Xing lowered her head and glanced carefully at her chest, and was relieved when she found that her clothes were not soaked in sweat.

Ai Lan has been silently following behind Yan Xiaofan, holding the red lacquered wooden box in her hand, which contains the congratulatory gifts rushed out by all the members of the Sanskrit House yesterday.

Ailan doesn't like this place, there are too many people and too many thoughts.

When they arrived at the Shouxi Garden where Mrs. Chen lived, Tianxing and Xiangguo unjustly let Ai Lan go in with Yan Xiaofan alone, while they waited outside the courtyard for them to come out.

Mrs. Chen met all the family members in the flower hall. When Mrs. Yan and Mrs. Chen entered, Mrs. Ren from the Xiangfu's house, Mrs. Jiang from the Jiang's mansion, and several other old ladies who were not familiar with each other were already accompanying Chen. The old lady chatted.

Ai Lan was not allowed to enter the flower hall, so she stood outside together with Yan Xiaowan and the other maidservants who were also holding congratulatory gifts in their hands.

Because Ai Lan and Yan Xiaowan have confronted each other several times, so Jingwen Jingshui is quite familiar with Ai Lan. They have seen Ai Lan holding a red lacquered wooden box in his hand for a long time, and they are very curious about what is in it, but they don't know. It's okay to ask directly, but just look at Ai Lan from time to time.

Finally, Jingshui couldn't hold back, moved towards Ai Lan, and asked in a low voice, "Erlan, what's in that box of yours?"

Ailan replied, "It's a congratulatory gift."

Jing Shui smiled awkwardly: "I know it's a congratulatory gift, but I want to ask what kind of congratulatory gift is inside?"

Ai Lan raised her eyes to Jingshui, then glanced at the things covered with red silk cloth held in Jingwen's arms: "What congratulatory gift did the young lady send you?"

Just as Jingshui was about to answer, Jingwen pulled his sleeves. With this pull, Jingshui's thin white wrists were exposed. Although Jingshui hastily pulled down his sleeves, Ai Lan still saw the pinched bruises. mark.

Seeing Ai Lan staring at her arm, Jing Shui stopped asking, but moved back to stand next to Jing Wen, lowered her eyebrows and looked at the ground, her eyes were dark and unclear.

Ai Lan has also seen the strangeness. As a slave, no one will intervene if he is beaten to death by his master, let alone just being strangled. In this era, slaves have no human rights.

(End of this chapter)