Wenying's heart was beating wildly, and she hurried over to pick up the clothes, and saw the footprints on them.
Who else could enter her room if he hated her so much but Wen Lian?
The bloody side was wrapped inside. Wen Ying felt lucky that Wen Lian probably didn't look at it.
She quickly balled up the clothes in her hands, wrapped the panties with her coat, and stuffed them all under the quilt.
She calmed her mind and looked around, realizing that no one had noticed her. Just as she was about to breathe a sigh of relief, she saw someone approaching from outside. The next moment, the door was opened, and Wen Lian walked in with twisted steps.
Originally there was a smile on his face, but the moment he saw Wen Ying, his face darkened and he said something to contradict her: "You are really a foxy girl. You went to see the eldest son and you came back fine."
She took the handkerchief and beat it twice, then went to the other bed opposite Wen Ying to get something.
This house was originally occupied by Wen Ying and Wen Yan. Later, it was broadcast that Wen Yan had become a roommate for the third young master, so her bed became empty and became a place for Wen Lian to pile up bits and pieces.
Wen Lian took a look in the mirror and glanced at Wen Ying. She felt very unhappy. She went to deliver things to the second young master during the day, but she didn't even see his face. On the contrary, it was Wen Ying's luck. Okay, I can always let the second young master see her.
Her resentful eyes made Wen Ying feel a little panicked. She wondered if Wen Lian noticed it and found the blood on her pants?
Wen Ying pretended to be calm and pretended not to see her. She took the clothes from the quilt and threw them into the basin. Wen Lian looked at her like this and became more and more angry. She didn't understand that she was obviously with the lady. She has children in her family, and she is the one who stands out the most.
How could the Second Young Master only focus on Wen Ying?
She was dissatisfied and deliberately said something to annoy her: "I have never seen anything on the market. That sweet-scented osmanthus cake will be picked on if you feed it to the big yellow dog in the kitchen. As long as you like it, the second young master can just pick up some leftovers, that is, you What a good thing it would be."
Wen Ying's hand to draw water paused, and she secretly advised herself not to pay attention to her.
But Wen Lian couldn't let it go: "Second Young Master, please bring me the most popular bead strings next time."
She fiddled with her paws and empty wrists in front of Wen Ying: "Second Young Master said my left hand looks good, so I put it on my left hand."
Although Wenying knew that Wen Lian was angry with her, she still couldn't help but feel aggrieved.
He can be nice to anyone, why is it Wen Lian?
Even so, Wen Ying still gritted her teeth and endured, not answering Wen Lian's words, and only focused on washing clothes with the water paste stored in the house.
Wen Lian punched the cotton, feeling unhappy. Seeing Wen Ying's slender waist in action, she felt even more unconvinced, and secretly cursed: "Dirty bitch!"
She spat, stood up, took a few steps to Wen Ying's side, and gave her a hard bump on the waist.
She used her strength, but what she didn't know was that the collision happened to hit the spot where Wen Ying was tightly held by the man's strong hands last night. Wen Ying gasped in pain and almost fell to her feet. Pour it into a basin.
Wen Ying frowned and turned back, but Wen Lian sneered: "Why are you pretending to be weak and pitiful? It's just you and me. How can we not see you like this when we are robbing things during the day? You are really just like that mother of yours." "
Wen Ying turned around suddenly and faced Wen Lian's arrogant face. Her lips trembled with anger.
She can tolerate whatever is said about her, but she will never tolerate it when it comes to her mother.
After a whole day of depression, she couldn't bear it any longer. She became angry and pushed Wen Ying on the shoulder.
"How dare you push me when you're selling something that bastard sells!"
Wen Lian's face suddenly changed, and his curses were particularly sharp, and he started to fight with Wen Ying.
Thinking that her mother had always been honest and honest, but could not escape being chased and slandered by Wen Lian regardless of anything, and thinking that all the osmanthus cakes that the second young master brought back for her were burned, Wen Ying's eyes were red with anger, and she stretched out her hand to pull Wen Lian's hair was caught, and two hairpins fell to the ground, causing Wen Lian's scalp to ache. He could count how many hairs were torn off.
They pushed so hard that their eyes were red with anxiety, but at this moment the door was suddenly pushed open: "Good sisters, don't fight again. Sister, I heard the sound as soon as I arrived in the yard. If it comes Anyone who goes out will be punished."
The movements of both of them were a meal.
When he saw the person coming, he turned out to be Wen Yan, who had not been back for a long time.
Wen Yan knew at a glance that Wen Ying had been wronged. Her eyes couldn't help but show distress, and she cast a comforting look at Wen Ying, telling Wen Ying not to be afraid, she was here.
She walked slowly to Wen Lian, and seeing the unhappy look on her face, she gently advised her: "Don't be angry, don't be angry, we are all sisters who grew up together."
"Bah, whoever is a sister to such a despicable person dares to fight with me. I will definitely sue Qian's mother for judgment!"
Worry flashed in Wen Yan's eyes, and she quickly took off the bracelet on her hand and put it on her wrist: "Don't be impulsive, dear sister. If Mother Qian really finds out, there's no telling how she will be punished. We might as well make it big." Make it a small thing, make it a trivial matter. You can play with this bracelet, but don't say that your sister doesn't love you. It's getting late and you have to serve the master tomorrow, so go back and get some rest."
It was both intimidation and inducement. Although Wen Lian was still a little unconvinced, she looked at the quality of the bracelet and saw that it was indeed a good piece of jade, so she also walked down the steps, glared at Wen Ying fiercely, and calmed herself down. hair, head held high and walked out of the house.
The two of them were alone, and Wen Ying finally let out her breath. Tears instantly filled her eyes, and she rushed into Wen Yan's arms. For a moment, she couldn't say anything, she could only whisper. Sobs escaped.
She blamed herself and felt annoyed: "It's all my fault for being impulsive. That jade bracelet——"
"Give it to her. If she can really treat you better for the sake of this piece of jade, I will feel at ease." Wen Yan smiled softly, "Okay, okay, don't cry, I'm not back now ?”
Wen Yan stroked her head and whispered in her ear: "Have you followed what I taught you and climbed up to the second young master?"
