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Chapter 87 Come on, let's go together

Lan Yue was startled, and saw from the corner of her eye that no one noticed her words. She felt relieved a little, and then grabbed Qiao Qixin's face.

Qiao Qixin grabbed Lan Yue's wrist and squeezed it hard.

"Ah!" Lan Yue was in pain and tried to pull her wrist out of Qiao Qixin's hand, while also scratching Qiao Qixin's face with her other hand.

"What's the fuss about?" At the door, Qian's mother appeared with two maids.

She angrily scolded everyone, "It's inappropriate to make noises! Stop eating! This month, each person's monthly salary will be reduced by three taels of silver!"

Everyone immediately howled.

Three taels of silver, their monthly income is only five taels of silver!

"It was Lan Yue who made trouble first! We just tried to dissuade them!"

I don't know who started it first, but everyone immediately offered Lan Yue out.

"Yes! It's all Lan Yue's fault! It has nothing to do with us! Mother Qian, just punish her alone!"

Lan Yue was pushed out from the crowd.

She looked in panic at the people who pushed her forward, then knelt down in front of Qian's mother with a bang, "Yes, it was Qixin who stepped on the slave first, and she was unapologetic, and the slave was impulsive..."

Qian's mother turned her gaze to Qiao Qixin, raised her chin slightly, and said, "You."

Qiao Qixin calmly stuffed a piece of beef brisket into her mouth, "She knocked me down and provoked me with words."

As she spoke, Qiao Qixin showed her palms, and red marks were faintly revealed in the circles of white gauze.

"This one was injured because she was hit by her."

As goods, naturally they cannot be damaged.

Mother Qian narrowed her eyes and looked displeased at the trembling little maid crawling at her feet.

Qiao Qixin added calmly on the side, "Lanyue seems to want to take my place. If not, Mom, you can use her."

"Really?" Qian's mother said coldly.

Lan Yue's body trembled even further, but there was a faint expectation.

What if, what if Qian’s mother really...

Mother Qian knelt down, pinched Lan Yue's chin and forced her to raise her face.

She looked around and then made a "tsk, tsk" sound.

"You want to take Qixin's place?"

Lan Yue was scared and excited at the same time. She didn't know where to look. Finally, she looked at the door and nodded slightly.

"You are ugly, but you think you are beautiful." Qian's mother said contemptuously.

Lan Yue's body shook violently.

"Come on, Mom Qian, why don't you give her some skin peeling and maybe she will become more beautiful." Qiao Qixin continued to fan the flames.

Lan Yue was shocked.

She has heard about skin peeling, which is said to make people's skin as white and tender as a newborn's.

It was through peeling off that Qixin got into Qian's mother's eyes.

If she can do it, then so can she!

Lan Yue suddenly raised her head and looked at Mother Qian solemnly, "Mom, slaves can also shed their skin!"

"Really?" Qian's mother looked at Lan Yue's facial features again, "How many people are there in your family?"

"Slave, there is only one slave in my family." Lan Yue replied.

Why do you ask this suddenly? Could it be that Mother Qian really... Lan Yue couldn't help but wonder what Mother Qian meant.

Qian's mother carefully examined Lan Yue's facial features and said, "Okay, come see me in the afternoon."

Lan Yue opened her eyes wide in surprise, "Thank you, Mom Qian!"

Qian's mother stood up from the ground, "Okay, let's all eat, don't watch the fun here."

After saying that, Qian's mother glanced at Qiao Qixin and turned to leave.

Qiao Qixin didn't expect that Qian's mother would agree to let Lan Yue lose her skin.

But I guess Qian’s mother felt that she was too arrogant and wanted to use Lan Yue’s incident to give herself a beating.

Qiao Qixin took a bite of the steamed bun.

If the identity can be replaced by others, it means that the identity loses its negotiable bottom price.

Qian's mother is trying to calm herself down, don't cause trouble, let it go this time, but next time, she won't turn against herself.

After confirming that Mother Qian had gone away, Lan Yue immediately got up from the ground and looked at Qiao Qixin arrogantly, "You have seen it, Mother Qian is facing me!"

"Yeah." Qiao Qixin nodded.

After stuffing the last bite of steamed bun with beef brisket into her mouth, she patted Lan Yue on the shoulder and said, "I wish you peace."

It's too early for Lan Yue to be arrogant. If it were Qiao Qixin, she would wait until she finally got the money to please her mother and do something big.

"What do you mean?" Lan Yue intuitively felt that Qiao Qixin was cursing her.

"It's not interesting." Qiao Qixin waved her hand and left the room.

Qiao Qixin returned to her room and lay down on the bed without taking off her shoes.

Qian's mother gave her a schedule that included a break for a stick of incense at noon.

A stick of incense didn't last long, so Qiao Qixin stopped going to Jiayulian's place and it was most cost-effective to lie on the bed and sleep.

The door was suddenly opened.

Qiao Qixin was not asleep to begin with, but was immediately woken up by the noise.

But she still lay on the bed and pretended to be asleep.

"You slept soundly," Qian's mother said coldly, standing in front of Qiao Qixin's bed.

"Ah?" Qiao Qixin yawned as if someone had woken her up and sat up from the bed, "Huh? Mother Qian, what are you doing here? Aren't you going to teach the new Lan Yue?"

Qian's mother looked at Qiao Qixin, "You want me to teach her?"

"Yes, wouldn't this give you one more choice, mom?"
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