Mrs. Ming Bai Ling's eyes were wide open, she was extremely surprised;

She is not married yet, although she actually wants to get married, but she is obviously single;

The R-rated beauty looked at her contemptuously and uttered a string of mean words from her red lips;

"Stop pretending. No one in the entire Ming family knows what you are thinking. Let me tell you, even if you take off your clothes and crawl into Young Master Ye's bed, he won't look at you twice. So stop having such wishful thinking.

What kind of virtue is it that you don't urinate to reflect on yourself? The master can tolerate you now, but he will not tolerate you forever. Sooner or later, the Ming family will expel you, and by then you will be worse than a beggar." [

"Oh, if that day comes, I can help you find a place to sell meat. Although you are average in appearance, there should still be some disabled old men willing to patronize you."

The more Bai Ling listened, the more confused she became. Her mind was in a mess. She suppressed the anger in her heart and asked, scolding: "What are you talking about? If you dare, tell me more."

"Hmph, why are you pretending to be an idiot;"

The restricted-level female pig-foot snorted coldly with her nose, twisted her waist, raised her butt, and knocked Bai Ling back with all her strength;

She didn't see that there was a suspended staircase behind her. When her feet stepped on the air, Bai Ling screamed and rolled down the stairs;

The long wooden steps hit her body violently;

The pain was so great that she even forgot to shed tears;

A few short seconds seemed like a century had passed. The scene in front of her was changing rapidly. It seemed that... she vaguely saw a figure, said goodbye in her ear, and then disappeared like a shooting star;

When her body stopped, Bai Ling had completely fallen into coma;

Before she fell into coma, she was still wondering whether this was real or... just a dream;

But dreams can be that painful, can they be that painful?

The movement outside the house alarmed the man. After taking a shower, he walked out in a white bathrobe. His hair was strands dripping with water. Under the dim and ambiguous light, he looked even more like a god;

When he saw the unconscious woman lying downstairs with blood on her forehead, she frowned;

He didn't care about this woman's life or death, but...she couldn't die in the Ming family.
Chapter completed!