"..."

"Get out!"

The manager named a total of 10 people, but no one responded to him.

"Where are people? Do you want to do it!?" The manager jumped angrily.

"That, that, manager, they don't seem to come to work..." A staff member raised his hand weakly.

When the manager heard this, he became even more annoyed, and yelled: "A bunch of scumbags, who dare to miss work after committing such a serious matter! I'm afraid they were involved in the company's organ and ran away!"

Because those 10 people were not here, the manager gathered here was scolded bloody as a punching bag, and while the manager was still furious, a female secretary stumbled in.

"Manager, something is wrong! Dead people! A lot of dead people! They're all in the trash!"

"what?!"

The redness on the manager's face was gradually covered by paleness.

……

"Oh, boring"

Vivi sat alone in the healing room of the temple, playing magic tricks.

A magic trick is a veritable trick.

Use this trick to create innocuous sensory effects, such as snapping your fingers to create sparks, or making faint music.

This trick can even flavor inanimate matter.

For example, just now Weiwei took advantage of no one to turn the corner of her clothes into strawberry flavor.

If it is used on Mi Li's stockings, wouldn't it be possible to eat ice cream?

Ehehe, the magic is amazing.

Vivi also teased Settie by juggling weird smells.

"Don't fart on me meow!" Sett the cat couldn't bear the disturbance, and was chased away by Wei Wei.

Sett was quite serious when he was serious. The little nun couldn't catch up even with the use of divine guidance. In the end, she could only watch the cat jump to the medicine cabinet in the healing room and look down at herself.

"It's too much, meow, to actually fart with your fingers, meow, it will stink to death meow."

Seti stood on the top and meowed and accused Weiwei of bullying the weak. Weiwei smirked, and she was not ashamed but proud.

At this time, there was a noisy sound outside, and then the door of the healing room was pushed open, and Weiwei also restrained her smile.

"Don't save me! Let me die!"

A blond girl walked in surrounded by a group of servants, and Weiwei felt that her face looked familiar.

It wasn't Weiwei who was in charge of treating her, obviously they had made appointments with other senior priests.

Weiwei stood aside curiously, looking at the girl.

The only wound on the girl's body was on her wrist. Her complexion was pale, obviously due to excessive blood loss, her eye circles were red, and she looked like she had cried not long ago.

She punched and kicked the servants around her like a bully.

"You dogs! You didn't take care of Olaf first, and now you don't even take care of Charles!"

"Atala, Charles went out to find the missing cat by himself. What does this have to do with the servants?" The lady helped the servant speak, trying to comfort her daughter.

And that only made Atala play harder.

The priest of the temple quickly came over, frowned when he saw the condition of the blond girl, and sternly dissuaded him:

"Miss, you are now in the Temple of a Good God, using your identity to bully others!"

Only then did the madam pull the girl over and really stop her behavior.

Seeing this scene, the pastor naturally understood what the problem was, but he frowned first and used the healing technique: "Heal the pain in the name of the Lord of Dawn."

The wound on the wrist healed quickly, and the girl's face turned red.

"Injuries of this magnitude don't require me to take action..." the pastor said to a luxuriously dressed lady next to the girl, with a rather impatient expression on his face.

"Yes...we are too anxious..." The lady wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, "Thank you for your help, the Gravins family will remember your help."

The pastor sighed: "The earl is a respectable church member, but he is really not flattered in terms of education. I suggest that you be sent to the monastery as soon as possible. It is not too late at this age."

The lady showed distress: "Our third daughter has already gone to the monastery, and the second daughter died young. If the eldest daughter goes to the monastery again, how will I live..."

The pastor was speechless, and looked at the blond girl with a straight face. After a lot of persuasion and education, Atala was trembling and crying before shaking his head and leaving.

Not long after the pastor left, Atala resumed his rowdy activities, brutally beating the servants around him.

Weiwei watched the play from a distance, and suddenly found that this girl looked a bit like Feinelle.

The Gravins family... oh, I remembered, Fennel also said that she belongs to this family, it seems that this girl is Fennel's sister.

But judging by her performance, she is still far from mature than Fei Nier.

Completely spoiled.

"Meow meow?" (little servant?)

The girl's body trembled suddenly.

She looked at the source of the voice in disbelief.

It was a three-colored cat. It jumped down from the medicine cabinet and walked towards the girl while meowing.

"Little servant, help me, someone has been farting on me meow!"

"Olaf...it's Olaf..." Atala was overjoyed, the cat he had been looking for was so lucky to appear in front of him!

Mao Mao ran over and rubbed against the girl's ankle.

"Uh……"

Weiwei thinks it is better not to translate at this moment.

It seems that compared to cats, I am not a contempt.

I just didn't expect Sett to be someone else's cat. I really don't know how he came to the monastery in the first place.

Atala picked up the three-flowered cat and prepared to leave contentedly, and the servants around him also breathed a sigh of relief.

But when she reached the entrance of the temple, Sanhuamao broke free from her embrace and ran back to the healing room.

The girl followed anxiously, only to find a scene that broke her heart.

My own cat actually got into someone else's arms!

"You... give it back to me!"

"Okay."

Weiwei let go after hearing this, but Seti stretched out her claws to hook her clothes and couldn't get off.

"I said, can you go back to your master?" Weiwei stretched out her hand to pull it, but a cat is not normal for a creature like this, and Weiwei couldn't tear it off.

"She's a servant, not a master!" Sett meowed, "And she likes you the most, meow! Don't leave meow! I won the fight, meow!"

The blond girl also came in front of Weiwei, and violently pulled Olaf's hind legs, which pulled Maomao back, but the fabric on Weiwei's chest was torn apart.

"Tsk..." Although Weiwei was dissatisfied, she didn't get angry with the brat, she clutched her chest and stayed away from the girl.

There was an exclamation from outside the door. The luxuriously dressed lady was probably the girl's mother. She saw the scene where Weiwei's clothes were torn.

She hurried over to apologize, "This little nun, please forgive my daughter's rudeness, she likes her cat so much, she was a little impatient..."

"It's okay, I'll just find a place to change later." Weiwei didn't bother to worry about it.

"Mom, why do you have to apologize!" The girl was anxious, "Don't you seem to be my fault? God, Mom, I really don't understand, I am so sad, why do you still turn to others! "

The girl pointed at Weiwei and cursed: "If this thief hadn't stolen my cat, Charles wouldn't have disappeared because of looking for the cat! It's all your fault! It's all your fault!"

???

Weiwei couldn't figure it out for a long time, what you said is none of my business?

Weiwei looked at Madam, and that Madam only showed an apologetic smile, without any intention of stopping her.

That's right, bear kids are used to it.

The girl scolded more and more badly, and Weiwei narrowed her eyes.

Come on, you forced me.

So Weiwei closed her eyes and fainted gracefully.

Yes, the posture is quite elegant.

This is what social etiquette teaches, how to use fainting correctly to avoid embarrassing situations.

Weiwei's posture is weak and poignant, like the death of a swan, and her acting skills are so skillful that even the social veteran countess can't judge whether it is a real dizziness or a fake dizziness for a while.

Scold me, right?See if I can't blackmail you to death.

"Atala!" Madam finally reprimanded the domineering eldest daughter.

"She, she, she is pretending!"

"Enough! If you make trouble again, I will marry you in advance!"

Atala's face was immediately pale and bloodless.

"Son, are you okay, child?" Madam helped Weiwei up, her tone anxious.

Weiwei opened her eyes "weakly", her voice was breathless.

"Ouch...my elbow..."

"Ouch... My Tianling Gai..."

"And my lumbar disc..."

Madam panicked, why are there so many questions?

According to common sense, it is impossible for so many problems to appear in one faint. Even if Madam is still the kind of person who thinks that bloodletting therapy is effective, she will not be so stupid as to believe it all at once.

But the key point is that Weiwei's mature acting skills can be called a blow to the mind. As Weiwei's pupils began to slacken, the wife was about to cry.

My daughter scolded a nun to death in the temple, what should I do?

The author's words: (God TM Gone with the Wind and Desire and Immortal are sensitive words..., weird XP increases)

Chapter 60 Chapter 59

Weiwei was held in Mrs. Gravins's arms, looking like she was dying.

Mrs. Gravins is almost 30, she looks well maintained, and she still looks like an innocent girl.

She has a beautiful appearance and black curly hair. She can give birth to two little beauties, Fei Nier and Atala, and her appearance is also above average.

Although the fragrance on Madam's body is a bit tempting, Weiwei has no intention of being a Cao thief at all, it's true.

"what happened?"

The pastor who had just left turned back, and seeing this scene, he couldn't help raising his voice by eight points.

Madam and Atala didn't have time to speak, Weiwei was already one step ahead and pointed at Atala tremblingly.

"She insulted me, as a convent-educated lady...I just can't bear the insult, my God, it's horrible."

Weiwei's face was pale, and she clutched her heart and "difficultly" accused the girl of being domineering. The pastor noticed that the fabric on the front of Weiwei's clothes was torn, and couldn't help but imagine what kind of bullying Weiwei had suffered.

Not only that, but Weiwei always stopped to catch her breath before finishing a sentence, as if she was having difficulty breathing.

The pastor frowned, with an angry look on his face: "Ma'am, even if the Earl is our friendly church member, we can't tolerate your nonsense. The temple is not a secular place, please don't use your secular status to bully our clergy. ! If you don’t give a satisfactory answer to this matter, go to another temple in the future!”

The madam hurriedly said: "This respected clergyman, please don't get angry. The little girl is indeed too stubborn. I will ask her to make an apology. I hope you can forgive the little girl with the Earl's kind donations over the years."

The pastor responded coldly: "It doesn't matter whether I forgive or not, and I believe the Earl will understand."

Madam was flustered, if she was really expelled from the temple, it would be a stain on Atala's life, so she hurriedly dragged Atala to apologize to Weiwei.

Atala was stubborn and refused to bow her head at first, but as the priest's expression became more and more serious, she finally understood the seriousness of the matter.

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