With quick eyes and quick hands, Yang Mufan grabbed her waist and anxiously asked: "What's wrong?!"
Nian Shiyin frowned in pain, lowered her eyes and looked at her swollen ankle, and whispered: "It's okay..."
Yang Mufan followed her line of sight and found that her ankles were red and swollen, and her deep eyes immediately became gloomy and gloomy.
Almost without thinking, he picked her up and strode upstairs.
Standing aside, holding Diaper who was crying and sobbing, Mrs. De couldn't stand it anymore. When Yang Mufan passed by her, it was the first time she spoke in front of Yang Mufan at such a high decibel: "Young Master, I
The young mistress did not attack Miss Nian intentionally. She came to Muyuan just to drink some water, but Miss Nian went too far and made her drink raw water. It was obviously her fault that she bullied the eldest mistress and diaper. The eldest mistress was just doing it right.
defensive……"
"Then, what, how?!" Before Mrs. De could finish what she said, Yang Mufan shouted with a sinister expression, "The woman I love can beat whoever I want, and whoever I want can drink raw water.
Just let anyone drink raw water, as long as you are in a good mood, do you need a reason?! Liu Ningde, are you ambitious today, or are you brave enough to talk to me in this tone?! Are you tired of living, or do you want to die?
!”
Seeing that Yang Mufan was already angry, Mrs. De didn't dare to say anything more even if she asked God for courage.
Biting her lip, she stepped back respectfully.
Yang Mufan snorted coldly, walked quickly upstairs, and roared loudly: "Hurry up and call and ask Dr. Cheng to come to Mu Yuan..."
Mu Wanqing lay motionless on the cold floor. She was already dizzy after being slapped by the maids. When she struggled to open her eyelids, her blurred vision just caught the sight of Yang Mufan carrying Nian Shiyin upstairs.
's back.
But Nian Shiyin raised a victorious smile and stared at her provocatively, smiling so proudly and arrogantly...
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After being slapped continuously for twenty minutes, Mu Wanqing's entire face was severely deformed.
Especially the next morning.
When Sister-in-law De came to help her deliver breakfast, she looked at Mu Wanqing's appearance and she immediately screamed in fright.
"Madam, what's wrong with your face?!" De's wife exclaimed.
Mu Wanqing's face was so swollen that she couldn't even open her eyes. Even last night, her cheeks were only swollen.
Mu Wanqing tried her best to open her eyelids, but she could only open a tiny gap.
She lay on the narrow bed and said nothing.
I just feel uncomfortable.
The body is hot and cold.
My head hurt even more severely.
Even the teeth hurt as if they were about to fall off one by one.
Sensing something was wrong with Mu Wanqing, De's wife quickly stepped forward.
He raised his hand and touched her cheek.
As soon as the palm of his hand touched her skin, it was so hot that he immediately retracted it.
"Young Master, you have a fever. Just wait. I'll tell the Young Master and ask him to call a doctor for you."
Saying that, Mrs. De was about to stand up in panic.
However, before she could take a step forward, her wrist was grabbed by Mu Wanqing.
Somewhat puzzled, he looked back at the woman whose nose was bruised and her face was so swollen that she couldn't describe it in any words: "What's wrong?!"
"Don't go to Yang Mufan, don't call the doctor..." Mu Wanqing said weakly, her voice helpless and low, almost begging.
