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Chapter 38 The first time I thought she was a beauty

Luo Qingfeng led people through the courtyards. No one dared to say anything along the way, and no one dared to stop him.

What a joke, they won’t go and beat her up. Butler Fu was beaten by her and is still lying on the bed.

When she walked to the door of Luo Mansion, the door was closed tightly. Luo Qingfeng glanced at the person standing at the door.

"Open the door" she said coldly.

The servant at the door immediately opened the door without saying a word, and then hid far away.

They are really afraid of Luo Qingfeng now. Ever since she came back, she has become a different person. Even the head of the family is helpless. They dare to offend her again.

A dozen servants were tied up with ropes and had cloth strips stuffed in their mouths. Otherwise, they would have screamed for help if they had walked along the way.

As soon as they walked out of Luo Mansion and walked onto the street, they attracted a lot of attention.

Just like the day he came back, Luo Qingfeng ignored all their looks and pointing fingers.

"Lead the way to the place where slaves are bought and sold." She said coldly to the servant next to her.

buying and selling slaves

The faces of the dozen or so servants instantly turned pale, and their bodies began to stagger.

"Yes." The five people hesitated for a while and then responded.

They must obey the lady's orders, otherwise the lady will sell them. No master would want disobedient servants.

Seeing them walking away, there was a lot of discussion on the street.

"Isn't that Luo Wuxia? Could it be Luo Wuyou?"

"You are stupid. Who in Fengyun Town doesn't know that Luo Wuyou was selected by the temple and only came back once a year."

"It's not Luo Wuyou or Luo Wuxia, there is still a young lady in the Luo family."

"You have forgotten that there is a good-for-nothing young lady in the Luo family. Her name is Luo Shifeng. Although she is the daughter of the original wife and the legitimate daughter of the family, she is not favored in the Luo family and even the servants dare to bully her."

"But I didn't see any servant just now who dared to rush up to bully her and yet they were respectful."

What the hell?

That girl with her head held high and her chest high, with extraordinary momentum, is Luo Qingfeng, the legitimate daughter of the Luo Mansion.

Who in Fengyun Town doesn't know that Luo Qingfeng is a notorious waste.

In the Luo family, even the servants bullied her. She would be bullied even when she went out, and even children would dare to step forward and kick her.

But just now when she went out, the array that her servants presented to her was bigger than Luo Tian's.

In a restaurant on the street, three people sat and stood together, watching the figure walking away. The eyes of the two standing people were wider than bells.

"My eyes are not blurry, right? That was Luo Qingfeng just now." The man in purple was shocked, and couldn't believe what he saw.

If he hadn't met Luo Qingfeng before, he really wouldn't believe that this person was Luo Qingfeng.

"This Luo Qingfeng used to go out secretly like a thief. Not only is it different today, but for the first time, I feel that she is a beauty." Another man wearing a green-brown robe also looked amazed.

It's not his fault. In the past, Luo Qingfeng always lowered his head, wore coarse cloth, and didn't go out often. Who would pay attention to this.

The man sitting down lowered his eyes, covering the coldness in his eyes, playing with the wine glass on the table, with an unfathomable expression on his face.

The two people talking felt a chill behind them. They immediately turned their heads and looked around. When they saw nothing unusual, they breathed a sigh of relief.

Their eyes fell on the people at the table, and their eyes flashed with surprise.

No matter how many times I watch it, every time I see it, I still marvel that there are such beautiful men in the world.

Not only his appearance, but also his temperament.

He is like a cloud. If you don't pay attention, you will easily be ignored or even forget his existence.

But even now, even if I look at it like this, I still feel that it is invisible, impossible to grasp, and illusory.


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