"Wen Ying has already had an affair with an unclean person. If Madam doesn't believe it, ask Mrs. Chen to do a physical examination for her. You'll know right away."
Wen Ying's mind was spinning rapidly, she suppressed her guilty conscience, knocked her head on the ground, and said in a trembling voice, "Madam, if I were to take a test, I would really have no shame in living."
Mrs. Zhang frowned, impatient to hear this, and gave Qian's mother a look: "Pay attention to the noise and don't spread it."
Qian's mother understood immediately. She took a step forward and grabbed Wen Ying's arm, rolling up her sleeves. There were only red marks on Bai Jie's arms from her pinching, and there was no trace of Gonggong Sha at all.
Wen Ying bit her lip tightly, not daring to raise her head at all.
Mother Qian did not make a conclusion on this, but gave Mrs. Chen standing aside a look.
Ms. Zhang shook the handkerchief and covered her mouth and nose with a disgusted expression: "Keep it clean, don't dirty my land."
Qian's mother responded with a yes. She twisted Wen Ying's arm and pressed it down. Then Mrs. Chen lifted up the front of her dress and tried to take off her pants.
The feeling of humiliation spread all over the body from top to bottom. Wen Ying's chest heaved violently due to shortness of breath. She struggled desperately, her legs were flailing, and she kicked Mrs. Chen's chest in a panic.
Mrs. Chen let out an ouch, and with Wen Lian's instructions, she ignored her wife's presence, rounded her arms, and slapped her hard: "Bah, what are you doing!"
Half of Wen Ying's face was numb from the beating, and Mrs. Chen's voice reached her ears intermittently.
Her leg was pinched hard, but the pain was nothing compared to the humiliation she felt at the moment. Tears rolled in her eyes, but she stubbornly refused to fall. Her vision was blurred, but she could clearly see Look at Wen Lian's extremely proud face.
The madam looked irritated: "Wen Lian, you should also go and help."
Lu Congzhu's ears were very good, and he heard the sounds in the house clearly.
Wen Qiao, who was guarding the door, said that Mrs. Zhang was resting in the house, so Lu Congjing, a filial son, had to wait at the door.
Lu Congzhuan looked the filial son up and down, deliberately walked slowly behind him, and then kicked him in the leg.
Lu Congjing was unprepared, so she stumbled and rushed towards the door. Wen Qiao hurriedly helped her, while Lu Congzhuan took this opportunity to duck to his side and pushed the door open.
The people in the room were startled. Mrs. Zhang felt unhappy when she saw her son and Wen Qiao holding hands. Looking at Lu Congzhuan standing aside, she felt even more unhappy.
Lu Congzhuan folded his hands on his chest and looked at the three people twisted together on the ground. A cold and stern look flashed across his eyes, and then he raised a playful smile on his lips: "Which song is this? "
The two women took two steps back angrily, revealing Wen Ying whose shirt was torn to pieces. Lu Congjing hurriedly stood up and took a few steps forward. She subconsciously wanted to reach out to help her, but halfway out, she felt that she was behind her. A burning gaze fell on him.
His eyelashes trembled slightly, but he still helped her up: "Mother, what mistake did Wen Ying make to end up like this?"
Wen Ying looked at him expectantly and stood up following his strength. Her throat was sore from the grievance and humiliation she felt. She clutched the sleeves of the second young master tightly, as if grasping a life-saving straw.
Wen Lian's eyes were stung by this scene, and he spoke without hesitation: "Second Young Master, don't be deceived by her. This man has no shame, and he doesn't know how to be promiscuous. He has followed some unclean man, and his body has long been ruined." Clean!”
"No, I don't have it, slave."
Wen Ying clenched her hands so tightly that all her dignity and dignity were torn away by them. She could no longer care about anything else and looked at the second young master pleadingly: "This slave's body... belongs to you alone, young master."
Her voice was not loud, but Lu Congjing heard her clearly, and he was so shocked that he subconsciously dropped his hand.
"Wenying, don't talk nonsense."
Lu Congjing's voice suddenly rose, and all the eyes of the people in the room fell on her. Wen Ying's hands were empty, as if she had taken away her life-threatening breath.
Wen Ying bit her lip, almost bleeding: "Have you really forgotten that on the day of the Double Wedding Banquet, it was in... your house?"
Mrs. Zhang was suddenly shocked. He was not some young boy or a wild man, but his son?
She stood up and yelled angrily: "You are so brave! Someone, take this little bitch out of the house, beat her with a cane, and throw her directly to Zhuangzi. We can't keep such a dog slave in our house."
It was like thunder exploding in Wen Ying's mind. She could no longer think at all. She was enveloped in great despair, making it difficult for her to escape.
But just when Qian's mother was about to drag her, the eldest son suddenly chuckled twice: "Okay Wen Ying, don't scare them."
He walked forward slowly, and the teeth marks on his long neck were very obvious.
Lu Congzhuan found a chair and sat down, pulled Wen Ying over, and casually but very affectionately arranged her torn clothes: "Madam, she really has a powerful mouth, I'm just a step late. , but he became a fornicator."
As he spoke, his cold gaze fell on Wen Lian, which scared her so much that she dodges her eyes and hid behind Zhang.
Lu Congzhuan said calmly: "On the day of the Double Wedding Banquet, I got drunk, so I found this girl to serve me, and stayed in my second brother's room. Now I just need someone to serve me, Madam. Cutting off love?"
Mrs. Zhang's face was livid with anger. The house was so big and there were so many maids, but she slept with the maid next to her and stayed in her son's yard!
Wen Ying was startled, and the next moment her waist was pinched by the eldest son. She turned her head in surprise and was caught in the eldest son's beautiful and deep eyes.
Lu Congzhuan smiled evilly, as if he had been waiting for this moment.
He slowly approached her ear and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "You told me to be gentler that day, have you forgotten?"
