The Great Villain is Not to Be Trifled With

The little attendant was straightforward and did not hide it, and said several conjectures in his heart.

He was not afraid of death and snorted towards Ling Qingxuan, "I advise you not to hit our young master and the Ming family's ideas, just be a maid with peace of mind."

Unexpectedly, Ling Qingxuan said: "Okay, then let's maid."

There is no difference between Chongxi maid and maid.

Ming Che suddenly threw his sleeves towards the table, and the tea and cups he had just poured fell on the ground, and the little attendant was startled.

"Xia Ling, stay away from me!" Ming Che said sternly, turning around and walking towards his room, the little attendant quickly followed.

Ling Qingxuan looked at it for a while, then withdrew her gaze and took a sip of tea.

[Host, the villain is so fierce to you just because of your body, don't be angry. 】

This seat is not angry.

The teacup was placed on the table, and when the slender and fair fingers loosened, it turned into slag, and the tea flowed on the table.

zz was trembling, not daring to make a sound.

...

Ling Qingxuan's house was re-tidyed up by several maids.

"Xia...Second wife..." The maids were a little anxious and didn't know what to call her.

"Huh?" Ling Qingxuan looked sideways, then they stood up and simply omitted the title, "The old lady said, if there is anything wrong with the room, just tell us, can you see if it's alright?"

Xia Ling was the same girl as them, but now it really flew up the branch, but I didn't know how long the branch would last.

They just do their part and don't provoke others.

"A little bit." Ling Qingxuan looked at their slightly nervous expressions and said, "I want the same model for Mingche's bed."

"Do you want the same style?" The maid was helpless with admiration. Among all the servants in the house, she dared to call the second young master's name directly.

"Um."

This is not easy to handle, but the maids will try their best to do it.

The maids left one by one, and the last person to leave threw a note at Ling Qingxuan's feet.

How could this person throw garbage, Ling Qingxuan waved his hand, and the door stopped the person in the room.

"come over."

Before that person could recover from the exclamation of the sudden closing of the door, he was called over by Ling Qingxuan.

Ling Qingxuan gestured with her eyes, "What is this paper?"

Anyway, there was no one else left. The man looked around, bent down to pick it up, and unfolded it for Ling Qingxuan to see, "This is what the eldest young master asked me to bring to you. Please go to Yehu for a while tonight."

Night pot?

This young master's hobby is unusual.

Ling Qingxuan didn't take the paper, "Is there anything else?"

"Gone."

"Oh."

The door opened again as if it were automatic, and the man went out in a daze.

[Host, will it burn if you go? 】

must go.

[Don't, a villain like you will be sad, tryst at night or something. 】

No, this seat is to kill him.

[...] Good host, go ahead.

...

In the outer room of Mingche's room next door, the little attendant stood by, Mingche was holding a book for the blind in his hand, and his beautiful fingers were slowly moving on it.

"How is Xia Ling's identity checked?"

The little attendant changed from laughing and giggling outside, looking silly, and said sternly: "There is no problem, she has been working in another courtyard since she was a child."

"Master, last night, she did take her betrothal deed and ran off with the nursing home, but she came back by herself not long after, and the nursing home was found at the gate of the government early in the morning. She was beaten terribly and kept pleading guilty."

Ming Che's hand paused slightly, "What crime?"

"Abducted and trafficked, the Ming family has a large population, and lost a few little maids from other courtyards, and no one knows about the manager over there."

Ming Che's voice was slightly deep, "Get rid of that person in charge."

The little attendant snorted, "Young master, don't you care about other people's affairs? That in charge is from another hospital, and it has nothing to do with us. Maybe it's because..."

His mouth was about to move, but looking at Ming Che's serious expression, he retracted it, "Okay, young master."

Ming Che turned his eyes slightly, the hair on his forehead drooped a little, and it was a little sullen when it was attached to his face, and he had an unapproachable sternness, "Xia Ling knew martial arts before, who did the fortune teller have contact with?"

The little attendant shook his head, "I've never heard of Xia Ling's kung fu, but I tried it out. She's very skilled. I don't know if she found out that I was hiding kung fu. Do the math."

In this way, although Xia Ling has no problem, it is mysterious.

Ming Che was still worried.

The little attendant said, "Why don't you try the fortune-teller's method of blissfulness, as my mother once said when she was alive, that it is better to believe what it is than not believe it."

He stroked his eye sockets with his slightly calloused fingertips, and Ming Che whispered, "But my eyes really aren't getting better."

The little attendant clenched his fists, "It's all because of the master. If he doesn't entrust that thing to you, master, you won't be plotted against you, master."

"Achi."

The little attendant closed his mouth, but his eyes were full of anger and unwillingness for Mingche.

"Have you found the person I asked you to find?"

A Chi bit his lip and said, "There are some signs, that person seems to be watching us too."

"Put some news out."

"But... alright."

A Chi said a little depressedly: "What about Xia Ling, what is the young master going to do?"

Mingche put down his hand and put it on the braille again, "She's calm and won't move."

...

Late at night.

Ming Ran was waiting alone in Yehu.

This night lake is a landscape of Ming's family. Under the bright moon and starry sky, the water surface is sparkling and floating like a diamond. Many people will come here to make a wish before they get married.

Ming Ran kicked several stones in, counting the time and feeling impatient.

How dare he let the eldest young master of the Ming family wait here for a maid, really annoying.

The grass moved slightly behind him, and Ming Ran turned around to see that under the moonlight, the little girl was dressed in moon-white clothes, like Haoyue's skin.

The little girl has sweet lips and almond eyes, a standard beauty embryo.

Ming Ran knows about men and women in a dozen years. There are so many maids up and down the Ming family. His mother has chosen several rooms for him, but now, looking at this Xia Ling's beauty is simply high-class, she was in another courtyard before. That little place was left unnoticed.

In the middle of the night, when people are restless, Ming Ran's Adam's apple moved slightly, and he couldn't help but take a few steps forward.

Why didn't I think this girl was so good-looking before, if I knew it earlier, I might as well enjoy it myself if I throw it to the leper.

"Xia Ling, good evening." Compared with the first meeting, Ming Ran turned out to be more pleasant.

Ling Qingxuan said coldly, "Look for me?"

Her attitude was still unpleasant, but she was better than her appearance, and what Ming Ran had thought in her heart in advance was useless.

"Yes, looking for you, Xia Ling, what do you think of this young master?"

Looking for someone to do a review in the middle of the night, thanks to him being able to do it.

"Not much." The little girl said lightly.

The man pretended to be handsome and smiled, "This is all a misunderstanding. It's because I didn't give you a good impression before. Actually, I'm pretty good myself."

"Xia Ling, that sick and blind man can't give you anything, why don't you follow this young master, how about this young master to promote you to the Chase room?"