"you!"

Jia Lian got out of bed in anger, pointed at Wang Xifeng and said, "Are you trying to kill me?! If the second master sees these things, I'm afraid even my uncle and nephew will not be able to do it!"

For a moment, he had the intention to swallow Sister Feng's son. He clenched and loosened his fists, loosened and clenched them again, but in the end he still did not dare to take action.

In fact, it was Wang Xifeng who made the first move last time. He was really scratched so hard that he subconsciously slapped him back twice.

At this time, Wang Xifeng also jumped up, gritted his teeth and glared at Jia Lian: "If the second master lives a good life, this thing will just rot in my place - now this frowning and glaring person still has extraneous intentions?!"

"I……"

Jia Lian's momentum suddenly became discouraged and he was determined to walk away, but he was afraid that Wang Xifeng would turn around and hand the account book to his uncle and aunt.

The handsome face changed several times, but finally he managed to squeeze out a smile, sat back on the bed, and begged softly: "Good wife, good second grandma, please spare me this time."

"As long as you do well in the future, what's wrong with you?"

Wang Xifeng, however, still spoke without hesitation, stood up, took the account book from Ping'er's hand, and handed it to Jia Lian condescendingly.

Ping'er remained silent and placed the ink pad box next to Jia Lian.

Jia Lian gritted his teeth, dipped his hand into the box, slapped it hard on the title page of the account book, and said bitterly: "Is this finally done?!"

Only then did Wang Xifeng giggle. While handing the account book to Ping'er, she still said condescendingly to Jia Lian: "Since the accounts are correct, the second master should hand over half of the money to subsidize the family."

.”

"What?!"

Jia Lian suddenly stood up again, staring at Wang Xifeng with eyes that were like spitting fire.

Wang Xifeng, however, was happy and undaunted. She met Jia Lian's gaze and said with a smile: "Everyone knows the principle of 'marry a man, dress and eat' - besides, I don't want to use your money, I just want to save it for the second master."

Come on, lest you be coaxed by some naughty fox again!"

After saying that, he deliberately said to Ping'er: "Put that thing away quickly, lest it spread out and cause trouble to the second master."

"You, you!"

Jia Lian pointed at Sister Feng angrily.

Unexpectedly, Wang Xifeng suddenly grabbed his wrist and said with tender and affectionate eyes: "Look at the second master, these hands are not clean either."

As he spoke, he took the handkerchief and flicked it in Jia Lian's hand.

This combination of soft and hard tactics made Jia Lian feel depressed, but he neither dared nor could vent it out.

I could only secretly swear in my heart that I would smash this jealous jar to pieces when I found the opportunity. I hugged Wang Xifeng's slender waist with a sullen face and said: "You have taken my money, and you can't push back today - Mr.

It doesn’t work this way or that way, it ruins my good mood in vain!”

Wang Xifeng's cheeks turned red, but she hurriedly told Ping'er: "What are you doing so stupidly? You haven't brought back the second master's bedding!"

Ping'er knew that she was deliberately getting away from him, so he walked out without hesitation.

Wang Xifeng hurriedly asked again: "Don't come back in a hurry. Bring two posts about the fifteenth family banquet and send them to those who come to the Wang family!"

Only then did Ping'er agree.

After digging around and finding invitations for Lai Wang, Jiao Shun and Jiao Da, he led several maids to Jia Lian's outer study.

Just as he was instructing the little maids to pack their bed, Long'er barged in from outside. He didn't even bother to say goodbye, and asked anxiously: "Sister Ping'er, is the second master really going to move back to the backyard?"

As soon as Ping'er heard this, he knew that the master and the servant must have been doing a lot of things like manipulating men these days. Apart from being disgusted, he was also annoyed that he didn't have any rules, so he said coldly: "Why, do you need to ask for permission first?"

Can’t you?”

Long'er was hit hard, his face turned red but he didn't dare to reply.

It wasn't until Ping'er led the maids out of the courtyard that he spat in the snow and cursed: "What are you proud of?! When you serve the second master, I'm afraid you are not as good as me!"

Unexpectedly, Ping'er heard these words through the wall.
Chapter completed!