Chapter 241: An old friend comes: play and kiss with her 47
"Really?" The voice came closer, right above my head.
I was so frightened that I almost jumped up. I didn't understand why someone stood in front of me like a ghost in an instant, and I didn't even know it.
I stared at the pair of long legs in front of me, looking at his brown boots. No matter how terrifying the person in front of me was, he was still a person. Thinking of this, the fear in my heart slowly disappeared, and I took a step back without leaving a trace, trembling.
He said: "The slave family doesn't understand what the young master wants to say. If the master thinks that the slave family is not worthy of Yiqing, he should not come to bring trouble to the slave family. If there is anything, it is best to talk to Yiqing. Just now, just now, the slave family and that person
Nothing happened to the young master, and I am not afraid to tell you."
Having said this, I bravely raised my head, glanced at Yang Yumo, quickly lowered my head, and took a few steps back before standing still.
I think my acting skills are very good, and may be much better than they were five years ago. No matter how powerful Yang Yumo is and how bright his eyes are, he still can't be sure that I am acting.
Besides, if they are all sure that I am Pei Qian, why are they still testing me here? Thinking of this, I feel confident.
Now Yang Yumo is just trying to be mysterious. He wants to scare me with his momentum, but I can't show weakness to him.
"Just now you replied that you wanted to escape because you weren't worthy of Yiqing, right?" Yang Yumo's voice sounded again, but I didn't know what his intention was.
"That's one of the reasons, and there's another reason that I don't want to talk about." I said, lowering my head again, cursing Yang Yumo in my heart that he would die in a bad way, and that he was specifically looking for trouble for me.
"If you don't say yes, don't even think about going back to your small building." Yang Yumo sneered.
What I want is exactly what he said. If I explain the reason to him quickly, will he think that I am covering up for myself? Therefore, I can only answer with his permission.
"You?!" I raised my head and glared at Yang Yumo, but I didn't know how to continue.
"Say, I'll wait." Yang Yumo calmly said, looking at me coldly.
Under his glare, I lowered my head without any ambition and muttered: "I am a widow. My husband was very kind to me. When he died, my family made a vow not to marry again. Because I love you too."
, the slave family was unconsciously attracted to him. Every day the slave family was in torment, wanting to get closer to Yiqing, but fearing that the late husband would not forgive the slave family. That night, I even dreamed of my late husband, and he scolded me for being unruly...