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Chapter 39: This wall is made of cement

The next second, Xu Ying's hand was empty.

Liu Zhenying's figure appeared unhurriedly on the other side of the sofa, still maintaining her original posture, but her breath became increasingly cold and impatient.

She lifted her lips lightly: "Master said, don't let yourself be wronged when you encounter someone who doesn't understand others."

This is nonsense.

At least Xu Ying didn't understand.

She only knew that she had lost face, and she became more and more angry: "You are just an orphan, how dare you..."

A bead popped out of Liu Zhenying's fingertips at a speed that was beyond the reach of the naked eye.

Xu Ying didn't even finish her words when a heartbreaking pain came from her knees.

Accompanied by a slightly higher-pitched scream, one of her legs gave way and she knelt on the ground with a "plop".

"Yingying."

Liu Qixia was startled and quickly went to help her.

Such movement naturally attracted the attention of many people.

What can be seen is not only Xu Ying kneeling on her knees, but also Liu Zhenying's warm and quiet face under the light, as if nothing had happened, sitting lazily on the sofa, not wanting to go anywhere

Willingness to help.

The sound of beads falling to the ground, coupled with the bruise on her knees, how could Xu Ying not understand.

She glared at Liu Zhenying and said, "Is it you...it must be you. There is no third person here except you."

Even Liu Qixia looked at Liu Zhenying with a complicated look: "Sister Zhenying, Yingying is just outspoken. If she really makes you unhappy, you can tell me directly, how can she use such

Are you going to embarrass Yingying at the banquet?"

Even so, Liu Zhenying just raised his eyes and looked at them, pursed his lips, and his palm-sized face was almost cold to the point of having no warmth at all.

After a long while, her crimson lips gently raised: "I warned you."

"warn?"

Xu Ying was a girl who grew up in the palm of her family's hands. She had never suffered such injustice, not to mention that the bruises on her knees were particularly dazzling on her fair, jade-like legs.

"You haven't spoken to me at all. Where's the warning?" She almost screamed, her voice sharp: "I want to ask, is this how the Liu family educated you? Do you know who I am?"

But Liu Zhenying's lines were still gentle, and he slowly repeated: "I warned you."

Exactly the same words.

Only later did Xu Ying realize that these words were meant for Liu Qixia.

Even Liu Qixia didn't expect it.

She immediately frowned, as if she couldn't restrain her grievance, but she still suppressed it: "Sister Zhenying, I didn't want to provoke you. After all, you have your father's support, how could I dare?"

"Qixia, you are the real lady of the Liu family, why do you have to be so submissive to the orphan girl adopted by your family?"

"Yingying..."

After Xu Ying finished speaking, Liu Qixia stopped her, and her soft-spoken tone was quite pitiful: "Don't say that, my dad likes Sister Zhenying very much." After a pause, she tried to hide it again.

Added: "I also like Sister Zhenying very much. After all, Sister Zhenying..."

She didn't say the rest, but left everyone with unlimited imagination.

Why did the head of the Liu family protect a little orphan girl like this, even at the expense of his own daughter?

Is it possible...

Everyone's eyes wandered around Liu Zhenying's face.

This orphan girl is indeed quite pretty.

Seeing the different looks on everyone's faces with satisfaction, Liu Qixia pulled Xu Ying's arm: "Yingying, let's go first. I'm afraid Sister Zhenying will be angry again later."

"Qixia, you are still too good-tempered. If it were me..." Xu Ying's disgusted eyes stared at Liu Zhenying's face and sneered: "I would have beaten this shameless woman long ago."

out."

But from the beginning to the end, Liu Zhenying sat in his original position without moving. There seemed to be a smile on his lips, but there was an air of indifference and desolation.

Even if she was mocked by two people singing in harmony, she seemed not to understand, and no obvious anger emerged.

Indeed, Liu Zhenying couldn't quite understand what the two men with guns and sticks were implying.

Now her mind is filled with the newly acquired huanghuali beads.

She decided and placed them on her Bodhi seed bracelet.

It must be suitable.

It wasn't until the two people in front of him were about to leave that Liu Zhenying seemed to be alarmed, his facial features rising and falling slightly.

She raised her eyes and commanded in a flat voice: "Pick up my beads."

"What?"

Xu Ying couldn't believe her ears, her eyes widened: "You want me to pick up beads for you?"

Shouldn't Liu Zhenying apologize to her fearfully now?

How dare you let her pick up beads?

"The beads were ejected to educate you." Liu Zhenying supported his head with one hand and spoke clearly: "You should pick it up and return it to me."

"You are dreaming, let me tell you, a woman like you..."

Another bead rubbed Xu Ying's left cheek and shot into the wall behind her.

The voice stopped abruptly.

Xu Ying felt a burning sensation on her cheek, and she subconsciously reached out to touch it. She felt nothing except a faint trace of redness and swelling.

Turning her eyes, there was a hole about two centimeters in diameter on the wall behind her, and a slightly purple-red bead was embedded in it.

This wall...
Chapter completed!
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