Chapter 58 I promised to marry you, what else do you want
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Shang Jianqiu was slightly stunned.
He looked at the woman in front of him in disbelief.
Although she was wearing a veil and her face could not be seen clearly, her upright posture, straight back, and clear, cold and firm voice all showed that she was different from other ladies.
What shocked her even more was that when facing a shameless and evil slave like Nanny Wan, she was not only not panicked at all, but was also able to speak righteously and even made Nanny Wan speechless.
However, she was right. If the stolen things were hers, then if she was robbed, would they also belong to this lady?
If everyone in this world really behaves like her, then is there still justice and law?
Shang Jianqiu took a deep breath, stepped forward and said respectfully, "You are right, Miss, just do it. I, Shang Jianqiu, will definitely stand by you. If you insist on proving who this embroidery belongs to, I can prove it. Even if it comes to court, I can testify on your behalf."
Lin Qingjun curled his lips and smiled.
He is worthy of being the man she has her eyes on. If it were someone else, not only would he not remind her to value her reputation, he would also not say anything like going to court to testify for her.
Going to court to testify for someone is also risky. You are very likely to be hated by your opponent, especially by a place like Wan Chongxuan. That would be even more serious. You never know what will happen to you one day.
Lin Qingjun knelt and saluted, "Thank you for your help, Boss Shang, but it's not necessary. I am more than capable of dealing with this old slave."
Lin Qingjun said sternly, "Mr. Wan, are you going to return my embroidery or not?"
She was really angry. She had been provoking them again and again. Or did they all think she was weak and easy to bully?
Nanny Wan slapped the young lady three times. When she slapped her for the first time, she could think that the young lady did not recognize her strength and did not know her identity, but when she slapped her for the second and third time, she was completely fearless.
She swallowed hard, her mind constantly thinking whether to give it or not.
If she gave it to him, where would her dignity be? Wouldn't those embroiderers at Wan Chong Xuan laugh at her for the rest of her life?
If I don't give it to her, maybe this little bitch will still attack me. Judging from the coldness around her, it's probably not just a slap in the face that's going to happen next.
However, it was the slap in the face that made her feel afraid in the end. She thought, "As long as there is life, there is hope." Moreover, she was close to the Shang from Qianzi Pavilion, so she was not afraid that there would be no chance to punish her in the future. She would endure the anger for a while, but she would suffer in the future.
However, just as she was about to hand over the embroidery, she was suddenly interrupted by a man's voice.
"Lin Qingjun, why are you here?"
Xiao Yuan didn't expect that he would unexpectedly meet Lin Qingjun when he just went out for a walk?
Even though she was wearing a veil, her figure could be recognized at a glance, and on her veil was an embroidered magnolia flower.
This flower is her favorite in her life. She once said that the white magnolia is as white as jade and has a refreshing fragrance. It is not like the white lotus, which can only be admired from a distance and not played with. The white magnolia is born to be picked so that everyone can smell its unique fragrance. This is its ultimate mission.
She said that compared to the purity of the lotus, she prefers the selfless dedication of the white magnolia. The purity of the lotus is just self-admiration, but not everyone can sacrifice themselves.
Therefore, many of her accessories are embroidered with this kind of flowers.
For some reason, Xiao Yuan felt dazed for a moment when he looked at the lifelike white magnolia.
He clearly remembered that in his previous life, he really didn't care about this white magnolia flower, and sometimes he hated seeing this flower. But for some reason, in this life, at this moment, when he saw this flower again, he actually felt a sense of love for it.
Lin Qingjun's lips twitched, and she cursed herself inwardly. Did she forget to check the almanac before going out? Why was he everywhere? That Xiao Yuan, he really was haunting her.
Shang Jianqiu was a man with experienced eyes. She understood what was going on when she looked between the two people, but she still asked.
"Miss, do you recognize her? If not, we can just send her away."
Lin Qingjun smiled, "Thank you, Boss Shang. You are so considerate. Don't bother me, Boss Shang. I just know this Mr. Xiao."
Lin Qingjun said in a distant and cold voice, "Mr. Xiao, please don't act like you're being intimate with me. You're just one of my father's many students, and I'm just a girl in the harem. I can't be considered an acquaintance of Mr. Xiao. Please respect yourself, Mr. Xiao."
Haha, that's ridiculous.
Did Xiao Yuan think that because he proposed to her again and again, she was his? She had never agreed to this.
Furthermore, the person he admired was clearly his eldest sister, yet he kept asking her to marry him? What was his real intention? Who was he trying to disgust?
Lin Qingjun took a deep breath, "Madam Wan, why don't you return my things quickly? Could it be that you haven't had enough of my slaps?"
Moreover, she knew more than just slapping people in the face. She knew many other things, including a hundred ways to make someone's life worse than death. Although Lin Qingjun had only been the mistress for three years, she had mastered a lot of ways to torture slaves during these three years. Needling was the simplest method, and the most severe was water torture. She would wet a thin piece of paper and cover her face with it one by one. The first two pieces might be okay, but the seventh or eighth piece was the most painful.
It's not that she doesn't want to use it, it's just that she doesn't care about the severity. However, if the person deserves to die, she doesn't mind using it.
After hearing this, Nanny Wan's face turned pale and her hands holding the embroidery began to tremble.
But Xiao Yuan didn't know what was wrong with him, and he actually started speaking for the old slave.
"Lin Qingjun, why are you still so vicious?"
Xiao Yuan looked at Lin Qingjun, his eyes filled with resentment that he had failed to live up to his expectations.
Don't think that he doesn't know the evil things she did in the Xiao Mansion in her previous life. It would have been fine for her to prick the servants with needles, just as a way to teach the disobedient servants a lesson, or to establish her authority in front of the servants, but she should never have used such a cruel method to kill Old Lady Xiao.
When he arrived, it was too late. Mrs. Xiao's face was covered with wet paper. She was lifeless and blood was flowing out of her seven orifices through the wet paper. The scene was extremely horrific.
At first he didn't believe Yingxue's words that she had a vicious heart, but now that she was right in front of him, he couldn't help but believe it.
He thought that she was better in this life, because he had never seen her punish any slave until now. But he was wrong again. She was still as vicious as before. Now, she didn't even let an old slave go?
"Lin Qingjun, please, please stop being evil, okay? I promised you that I would marry you and I will definitely do it. Please stop making trouble, okay?"
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