She had painted it with lip balm, and as long as she was quick, they wouldn't be able to tell it was fake.

Yan Bao glanced at them and put down his sleeves.

Mrs. Song took a breath and said, "This old dog, he gets so drunk that he doesn't care about the consequences. As long as he's fine, he should be more obedient in the future and don't make him angry. A few beatings won't hurt."

"Lao Gou brought back quite a bit of wine yesterday, so I'm afraid he drank quite a bit. He hasn't shown up yet, so could he be drunk?"

"How can I not be happy to have a white and tender little fruit? This child is lucky, otherwise last night I'm afraid..."

Everyone knew that the old pervert was drunk, and they were looking forward to seeing Yan Bao survive.

They knew that even if they survived last night, they would be a corpse soon.

It is said that the old dog also likes to collect bones. He boasted that he wore skulls around his neck. Everyone felt disgusted and was afraid of his cruel methods. They looked at Yan Bao for a few times and then went about their own business.

They were afraid of the old dog, so Yan Bao could do whatever he wanted.

She went to the public kitchen and saw many women busy cooking. She didn't say hello, but opened the lid of the pot. If she found something she wanted to eat, she would take it and eat it without caring about anything else.

If she asks, I will definitely not give it to her.

Yan Bao was quick and nimble. He took a few meat buns, put them in his clothes pocket and ran away.

After she wolfed down her food, she saw the old pervert staring at her with complicated eyes. She glared at him fiercely: "What are you looking at? I won't give you any food even if you look at me."

Yan Bao was full and was about to go out for a walk when she saw the young lady sneaking towards her. When she saw her, she smiled. The swelling on half of her face had subsided, revealing her pretty and clean little face.

She pulled out a steamed bun from her bosom and said, "Eat it. It's clean. I know you're definitely not from a poor family. Were you abducted?"

Yan Bao didn't say anything.

She put the steamed bun to Yan Bao's mouth and asked her to eat it.

Just because Yan Bao can't speak doesn't mean she can't express herself.

What’s so special about steamed buns? She has meat buns.

Take out the leftover meat buns and show them off.

The young lady's eyes lit up: "Do you have any meat buns?"

"That old man seemed to be nice to you, but I heard he beat you?" The young lady was about to lift up her sleeves.

Yan Bao put her hands behind her back. If this was exposed, she couldn't kill people to silence them!