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Chapter 1570 You are cruel

No matter whether this arrogant and unruly Miss Feng is really unwilling to accept her or wants to mess with her here, she will not give her any chance.

Turning his head and looking at the maids who were waiting around her, she frowned slightly: "You asked them to retreat. So many people stay here and eat uncomfortable."

When Feng Wan heard this, her eyes suddenly showed a look of contempt: "Are you not satisfied with so many people serving you? It turns out that she is a mountain girl."

"I know my identity, so you don't need to remind me over and over again." Feng Ling stared at her with some displeasure, "If you continue to speak in such a mocking tone, I will tell Uncle Feng."

"You—" Feng Wan gritted her teeth and sneered: "What's the ability to complain?"

"Cleaning complaints is not a skill, but you keep mocking me because you are noble, just because you have the ability?" Feng Ling frowned slightly and fought back like a guest. "I don't need to complain, because if I feel uncomfortable living here, I can beg my master to take me away. The master has always loved me and will definitely follow my wishes."

Feng Wan's face changed immediately when she heard this.

The teacup in her hand was unconsciously clenched. She looked at the woman who was eating freely in front of her and said for a while: "You are cruel."

As he said that, he waved his hand gently: "Get back."

"Yes, Miss."

"If you can't complain, just threaten this trick. Don't forget that you used my father's 30,000 taels of silver." Feng Wan held a cold look in her eyes, but her voice still had a sense of superiority. "Can you have the ability to pay for this 30,000 taels?"

"Who used your father's 30,000 taels?" Feng Ling frowned, "Have you heard Uncle Zhou say this just now? You made this matter yourself, otherwise I only need 200 taels to buy this pair of earrings."

Feng Wan choked for a moment, then snorted coldly: "Two hundred taels are not a small amount for you, right?"

"You don't have to worry about this." Fengling said, "Do you think my master and I have lived in the world for so many years and really don't have any private money? I'm too underestimating people."

Feng Wan fell silent.

He picked up the teacup and took a sip. She said lightly: "Tell me about your master, you told Mr. Xin that day in Tong Town that beauty is poisonous?"

Speaking of the incident that day, Feng Ling seemed a little guilty and said embarrassedly: "So what?"

"How did you see it?" Feng Wan was concerned about this and wanted to understand the master's ability.

She was also very depressed about what happened after becoming Mr. Xin's 18th concubine. It was rumored that Mr. Xin was very fond of her. After entering the mansion, he did not need to pay a visit to his wife or serve tea. He could even go to the mansion freely, as if everything was following her. However, only Feng Wan himself knew that Mr. Xin had never stepped into her room.

She was indeed very unhappy about the failure to implement the plan, and she couldn't understand why Master Xin was suddenly so distant and indifferent to her. She tried every means to inquire without any verbal slightness. She let her do all her tricks for nearly a month, and Master Xin was not moved.

So she had no choice but to come back and discuss with her father, but she didn't expect that the reason for the matter was so simple.

The beauty is poisonous, and just four words blocked the possibility of Mr. Xin stepping into her room. Feng Wan never expected that such a thing would happen.

But at this moment, she was extremely grateful to Mr. Xin for being cold to her.
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