Chapter 874: Waste Sister
Fang Qingyi was stunned for a moment, a little confused.
Qiao Yanmeng explained to her: "Think about it, if they knew that you, a pus-filled girl, had an even pus-filled sister who was simple-minded but well-developed, wouldn't they feel more at ease? After all, people without brains are the easiest to control, aren't they?"
Fang Qingyi raised his eyebrows, feeling that something was wrong. "But what is your identity?"
"Don't worry, when I came, your brother-in-law had already found a way to erase my identity. Jing Yi is the only one in the Jing family who knows about it. As long as he doesn't say it, no one else will know." Qiao Yanmeng was ready to go crazy for her sister.
She is tired of being the cool goddess who is in charge of all the affairs. It may not be a bad thing to change her style occasionally.
Just then, there was a knock on the door.
To be more precise, it was hit by someone.
Yang Shuya asked someone outside to call out, "Doctor Fang, our old lady is feeling unwell again. Please come out and take a look."
They are not here to cause trouble at all, they are here to stir up trouble.
Fang Qingyi was about to open the door but was stopped by Qiao Yanmeng.
The latter waved at her and whispered something in her ear.
Then, Qiao Yanmeng opened the door.
Yang Shuya brought two middle-aged maids with her, who looked like the maids who served the empress in the palace. Both of them had frowning brows and looked difficult to get along with.
One of them was slightly plump with round cheeks. She looked like a kind person, but her words were particularly sharp. When she saw Qiao Yanmeng, she pointed at her nose and asked:
"Where's Doctor Fang? Let her out quickly. Our old lady is feeling anxious and short of breath right now. We need her to see her."
Qiao Yanmeng remembered Fang Qingyi saying that after taking the medicine, the old lady would be fine for at least one night.
"My sister is not feeling well, so she's going to bed first. You guys should wait until tomorrow morning." Qiao Yanmeng clasped her arms across her chest, her voice cold and murderous.
The round-faced maid was stunned for a moment, as if she had not expected Qiao Yanmeng to dare to disobey.
She said, "Since she's asleep, wake her up. What's more important, our old lady's health or this lowly bastard's sleep?"
Dirty and rotten stuff?
Well, these bastards have been talking about this before?!
Qiao Yanmeng took a deep breath and said with a half-smile: "I didn't hear what you said."
The round-faced maid's eyes flashed with strong sarcasm, "Oh, this sister is a slut who tries to take advantage of men, and the elder sister is not a good person either. She can't even understand what people say. Could she be mentally retarded?"
"Okay." At this time, Yang Shuya coughed, "How can you talk like this in front of guests?"
The round-faced woman sneered again, "Madam, what kind of guest is she? She is just a cheap person from outside. How can you say a word to her?"
Qiao Yanmeng was shocked.
She always felt that a high-ranking person like this, even if he was just a dog by her side, should be humble, polite and well-mannered, instead of being like this master and servant, who wore a sense of superiority on their faces and took pleasure in humiliating others.
In the past, Qiao Yanmeng might not have bothered to care about anything, as it would have been beneath her dignity.
But today, she had to do something that went against her identity.
She rolled up her sleeves, put her hands on her hips, and said with a half-smile, "I never thought that dogs in wealthy families would bark so beautifully. It really opened my eyes."
Rich family, dog.
Yang Shuya's expression changed instantly.
Upon seeing this, the round-faced maid stepped forward and was about to slap Qiao Yanmeng, but was casually grabbed by the wrist by the latter.
"You bastard, you, let me go. You actually dare to mock us. I think you are tired of living!" The round-faced maid bared her teeth and claws, looking like a fox taking advantage of the power of a tiger.
Qiao Yanmeng saw this and found it particularly funny.
She pushed the maid hard and she immediately fell to the ground, wailing.
"Miss Qiao." At this time, Yang Shuya spoke up personally, "The old lady is indeed not feeling well and wants Doctor Fang to come over and take a look. She has always been filial and will not refuse."
Qiao Yanmeng also checked out Yang Shuya.
She was born into a prominent family and is the only daughter in the family. Her father is the president of a famous construction company worth tens of billions, and her mother is an internationally renowned designer. Her grandfather is a senior politician. She is powerful, influential and rich.
People like her have been bound by strict rules since childhood and never dare to make mistakes, so they are very depressed.
And these two maids are equivalent to the expression of her dark side. Everything she does not allow herself to do and the madness she goes through are done by these two people. These two people are absolutely not allowed to leave the house, so even if she is a little indulgent, no one outside will know.
"Madam, there is no point in saying more. My sister is asleep. Anyone who dares to disturb her must get past me first." Qiao Yanmeng put her hands on her hips, looking determined.
Yang Shuya frowned slightly, a little unhappy, "Ms. Qiao, I want Dr. Fang to come out and talk to me in person."
"I said no, and that's it. This is really weird. How can it be so weird? You have no respect for others, and yet you still want others to do things for you?!"
Qiao Yanmeng suddenly raised her voice and stood in front of the door. She was ruthless and her eyes were sharp and fierce.
She had never been so emotional before, and she said what she meant, and it felt really good.