She turned to Lin Qingming and said: "Ming'er, just now this naughty slave clearly said that it was Aunt Hua who gave the order, and now he says it was framed, which is really confusing. But no matter what, this naughty slave
They all have ulterior motives. But this matter is really weird. Although your sister and I are smart, I can’t figure out a single word at this moment, so why don’t you ask questions on my sister’s behalf.”
After a pause, she continued: "Aunt Hua is a gentle person, and she can get things done with just her words. We are rough people. We can't learn from Aunt Hua's elegance, and we don't have the power of Aunt Hua, who can make a name for herself with just one sentence.
, so you have to use your brain carefully and not let Mrs. Wang become cowardly again and talk nonsense with red mouth and white teeth."
Lin Qingming responded loudly, stepped forward and kicked Mrs. Wang. Although he was young, he hated Mrs. Wang with deep hatred. After this kick, Mrs. Wang fell to her knees with a "thud", "Kacha"
"There was a sound that sounded like a bone breaking - after all, it was almost frozen into an ice sculpture, so it didn't take a drop!
As soon as Mrs. Wang got down, she started wailing so loudly that she almost overturned the roof.
But this time, she was really strong-willed, howling even more like a pig, but Lin Qingming kicked her a few times, and she resisted, insisting that she was just talking nonsense.
Aunt Hua looked at it with an unbearable expression: "Fifth Young Master, what are you doing? Things are clear and obvious. Are you going to do this to get beaten?" Although she knew that at this time, in order to avoid suspicion, she
She shouldn't have spoken out, but Mrs. Wang was doing things for her. Even though Mrs. Wang retorted, everyone in the room felt like they were in the clear mirror. She had to be saved even if she didn't.
"Fighting is enough?" Lin Qingran laughed again: "Auntie, now I not only doubt your age, but also your brain. You won't pretend to be stupid, otherwise you can say such stupid things.
Exit?" He became more and more sharp and merciless.
After saying that, he glanced at the scissors in the sewing basket in Aunt Hua's room, picked up the scissors, rushed in front of Mrs. Wang, raised them high, and turned to look at Lin Qingming: "Ming'er, this is what a naughty slave is like.
Only when you ask questions can you be willing to tell the truth."
Lin Qingming nodded and said: "Second sister is right, I am too merciful and soft-hearted."
Everyone looked at the wailing Mrs. Wang on the ground with black streaks on their heads: Is this called soft-hearted?
Lin Qingran glanced around, and his eyes fell on Mrs. Wang: "I advise you to tell the truth!" As he said that, he pointed the scissors in his hand towards Mrs. Wang's ear.
The light of the scissors shone coldly in the sun, and the hairs on the girl and woman in the room stood up, as if they had already felt the pain of being cut by the scissors.
Mrs. Wang screamed, but she felt no pain. She couldn't help but look suspiciously, only to see that the scissors did not cut off her ears, but only a few strands of hair fell to the ground.
Lin Qingran's smile bloomed faintly, like a blooming lotus in the sun, quiet and beautiful, and said lightly: "I'm sorry, my hand is off, but I promise, next time it will fall on your ear."
Mrs. Wang's face turned from purple to black, her lips were trembling and rustling. At this time, she didn't care about the pain in her legs and kept kowtowing to Lin Qingran: "Second Miss, I kowtow to you.
I beg the Second Lady to spare this slave...please show your noble hand and spare this slave..."
Lin Qingran sneered: "If you tell the truth, I will spare you? If you don't tell the truth, how can I spare you?"
While talking like this, the scissors in Lin Qingran's hand fell on Mrs. Wang's ear. With a scream, the bloody ear fell down. The red blood traced a bright arc in the air and fell to the ground.