Jia Lian walked around the screen wall and walked into the courtyard.

Xing'er was covering her swollen face with one hand and wiping tears with her sleeves with the other hand, surrounded by four people with their waists.

The other five or six teenage servants and maids stood aside and watched the fun. Even the children in the corner of the door ran in, talking and laughing.

Zhu'er saw Jia Lian coming in first, stopped scolding and pulled Wang Xin's clothes with his hands.

Wang Xin curled his lips, glanced at Xing'er, then turned his head and saluted Jia Lian Qian.

Jia Lian smiled:

"Don't stop, it's a pity if you don't keep going."

In the eyes of the crowd, Jia Lian walked swaying to the door of the main room before stopping and instructing:

"Feng'er, go and move a stool to put it here. Second Master wants to sit in the yard and hear it more clearly."

Feng'er was stunned and finally had to go into the house to move the stool.

Jia Lian sat down with a smile, crossed his feet, tidied up the corners of his robe, and waved his hands to everyone:

"Continue, don't stop, I love listening."

Wang Xin heard that it was not a good thing.

I thought to myself: What is this old man who is shaking his hands today? What is he going to do?

He is the servant brought by Wang Xifeng from his parents' home, and is also the second only to Lai Wang's confidant family. Naturally, he is smarter than others. His eyes rolled and he hurried forward and called Qian'er again:

"The servants have no rules just now and are clamoring for the second master. The servants know that they are wrong."

He thought that after he said this, according to Jia Lian's previous temperament, he should have waved his hand: "Forget it, go down." Then, it was fine.

But this time, he really guessed wrongly.

Jia Lian smiled:

"Don't let it go, you guys, halfway through this fight, they were all in a group of people, and they were half as busy as they saw it. It was so disappointing.

Let's go ahead, I have to see who will win or lose in the end."

Wang Xin couldn't see Jia Lian's happiness and anger, and his eyes turned back and forth, and immediately smiled:

"Slaves are sluts, and they won't dare to do it anymore.

There are a lot of masters in the second master, so don’t be as knowledgeable as young people.”

Jia Lian smiled in his heart:

These men of Wang Xifeng's subordinates were all smart and looked like they were smearing honey on their lips, but they didn't even look down on themselves as the male master in their hearts.

Wang Xifeng's people dare to bully Jia Lian so openly, which only shows that their original owner is really not good at it.

It seems that I have to uphold my prestige a little bit.

Jia Lian took the tea handed over by Feng'er and gently slid the tea leaves floating on it with the lid of the bowl:

"I didn't see if you dare to do it in the future.

I only see my orders now, no one will listen to me.”

Xing'er's cleverness suddenly came up, her eyes rumbling around, and suddenly stepped forward and grabbed Wang Xin and shouted:

"You guys insist on forcing me to hit the wall, what's the point! Do you still have a master in your eyes? Do you think there is no rules and laws in this mansion?"

Wang Xin understood that he was supported by Jia Lian, so he took the opportunity to make a condom for himself.

Unfortunately, I didn't dare to beat Xing'er anymore, so I had to break free and said:

"What are you doing? When will I have no master in my eyes? Don't blame me."

Xing'er glanced at Jia Lian.

Seeing him drinking tea casually, nodding in his direction intentionally or unintentionally, he suddenly became even more proud and shouted loudly:

"You said just now that I was blind and holding a tofu shit, what does it mean?"

Wang Xin was so angry that he couldn't escape from Xing'er, but he didn't know how to answer this. He became more and more angry and blurted out:

"When did I say these words? If you dare to frame me again, be careful that I will beat you to death!"

Xing'er's cheeks were still burning and hurting at this moment, so she naturally refused to give up:

"You shrunk! You have the courage to say, why don't you recognize me?

You even said I was 'hugging the wrong thigh', and everyone in the yard just heard it.

Let me tell you, who was the wrong thigh I hugged? Who did you hug the thigh to bully people like this?"

Jia Lian said slowly to himself:

"I didn't expect that the yard is not big, and I even divided the gang and established a mountain. This is really not a trivial matter."

Wang Xin was anxious when he heard this, and shook his heart hard, and threw Xing'er out. He cursed at Jia Lian:

"Second Master, don't believe this guy! If I say those bastards, I will die a bad death!"

Xing'er fell down again and ate shit. He got up and was about to push Wang Xin toward him. He was pulled by Zhu'er who was waiting to find an opportunity and then pulled his hand away. Shou'er said:

"Xing'er, stop making trouble, you're too unruly."

Jia Lian was very clear in his heart. Now this group of people who colluded with each other must capture the thief first.

He asked Lai Da to come in and find someone to pull Wang Xin out and beat him up.

But... I look at the owner when I beat the dog, and he hopes that Wang Xifeng can stop by himself.

After all, they are still a serious couple now, and it is really a big deal that everyone knows, and everyone is not good-looking.

Smart people only need to beat drums without heavy hammers, they just need to beat mountains and shake tigers.

Only by breaking the drum requires thousands of people to beat it.

So he took another sip of tea, as if he had just left but didn't hear it clearly, and said to the king:

"What did you say in the last sentence?"

Wang Xin hurriedly repeated:

"The slave just said: If I say those bastards, I will not die a bad death!"

"What? Just speak louder and don't speak like a mosquito."

Wang Xin had no choice but to repeat:

"The slave just said: If I say those bastards, I will not die a bad death!"

"Your voice is not as buzzing as a fly, I can't hear it clearly."

Wang Xin was forced to shout loudly:

"The slave just said: If I say those bastards, I will not die a bad death!"

Jia Lian handed the tea bowl to Feng'er and slowly walked to the gate of the yard:

"I just heard you speak loudly here. Why is your voice so small now? If you speak louder, I will hear you."

Wang Xin completely understood: Mr. Lian, the second master, must have heard all the "bastards" he said just now, and he is settled with him now.

Wang Xin could only admit his bad luck and continued to shout:

"If I say those bastards, I will be sad!"

Jia Lian still shook his head:

"Do you have a bad throat? If you are mute, you can go to the backyard to get the toilet.

If you shout more, you may be able to practice well.

I said what I just said two hundred times, and then surrounded the yard and took three steps to say it. The sound was louder and I could hear it."

After saying that, one finger:

"You are also a rude person. What a stubborn way to make noise in the yard!

You will be punished to follow him. He will shout after three steps, and then you will shout "I heard it."

In the study, listening to Wang Xin's self-curse in the yard, Jia Lian clenched his fist with one hand and raised it to his waist with the other:

"yeah!"

He took out the book and was about to continue studying the liquor when someone knocked on the door:
Chapter completed!