Travel through time and become the wronged stepmother

Jiang Luorou looked at the servant in front of her, and after thinking about it for a moment, she confirmed that she had never seen this person before.

So he frowned slightly and spoke with confusion.

"This little brother, I have never seen you before. Please tell me who your master is."

Unexpectedly, the servant looked at Jiang Luorou with disdain, then raised his eyebrows with an extremely arrogant attitude.

"Bold! How can you ask for my master's name? If you are wise, just come with me, otherwise you will bear the consequences."

As the saying goes, like a master, like a servant, but looking at this man's arrogance, you know that the master must not be a good person.

I don’t know why he came to me? It's better to go and see him.

After all, things that are on the surface are much easier to deal with than secret tricks.

Jiang Luorou thought like this without saying anything, which made the servant next to her angry.

The servant shouted loudly, "Damn it, I'm talking to you! Do you agree to give me a happy word?" Then he rolled up his sleeves, raised his hand, and slapped Jiang Luorou.

He was still cursing, "You bitch, you don't want the face I'm giving you. You're only going to be happy if I have to be rough with you, aren't you?"

Jiang Luorou looked at the slaps coming one after another and dodged away calmly.

The man used so much strength that he suddenly jumped into the air and failed to control his strength. He fell to the ground and was left to chew on the mud.

Everyone in the dining room applauded and burst into laughter.

The man lost face and became even angrier, shouting, "I'm going to kill you." Then he stood up and kicked Jiang Luorou directly in the face.

Just kidding, it's not like Jiang Luorou is scared, she can't handle such a clown easily.

Sooner or later, Jiang Luorou kicked out the man in the same way without haste, hitting the man in the abdomen.

With a scream, the servant suddenly flew out and drew a standard parabola far away in the air.

There was only a "plop" sound, and the servant fell down at the gate of Manxiang Building, holding his stomach and rolling over, screaming "Oh, oh, oh," from his mouth.

Jiang Luorou walked out of Manxiang Tower and stood in front of the servant, with a slight smile on her lips that did not reach her eyes.

"If the tiger doesn't show off its power, do you really think I'm a sick cat?"

"Stop howling on the ground. Doesn't your master want to see me for something?"

"If you don't get up quickly and lead the way, you are really a useless dead dog."

While speaking, he didn't forget to kick his forearm, and then the servant slowly stood up.

He looked at Jiang Luorou with resentful eyes and muttered in a low voice, "If you dare to offend me, I will make it easier for you when you see the master later."

Without stopping, he walked into Manxiang Building and came to a private room on the second floor, where he stopped and knocked on the door.

After getting the consent from inside, he carefully opened the door and entered the box. Jiang Luoren and Ningtang followed closely behind.

Sitting at the table was a man wearing a sapphire blue round-neck robe, with a sallow complexion, a fleshy face, and a body that was about 180 years old.

The most terrible thing is that he has a big head, small eyes, and a black mole the size of a cherry at the corner of his mouth. In short, he is as ugly as he wants.

At this time, he was holding a pair of walnuts carved from red agate in his hand, spinning them slowly and slowly.

The hands kept making "click, click" collision sounds. This person was none other than the boss behind Zuixian Tower, Zhen Huairen, a branch of the Zhen family of Huangshang.

Zhen Huairen despised these mud-legged people from the countryside. When Jiang Luorou and the others came in, he didn't even look at them, let alone stand up to greet them.

He just looked at the walnut in his hand and said two words lightly, "Here it comes."

Jiang Luorou saw that he did not treat her as a guest, so she was not so polite.

There's no need to save him any face, just do whatever makes you feel comfortable.

She looked at the delicious food on the table, then lifted her skirt and walked to the table and sat down.

Then he grabbed the fat chicken in the center of the table with his sleeves, and very roughly tore off a chicken leg and put it in his mouth.

She crossed her legs without any concern for appearance, sat on the stool and started eating, not forgetting to shake her big feet while eating.

The picture was so beautiful that it made people uncomfortable. Not only did Zhen Huairen complain in his heart with disdain, "Huh! The clay legs from the countryside are just clay legs. Wearing silk and satin doesn't look like a wealthy family."

"Look at her little appearance. It's such a pity. If she hadn't behaved too rudely and made her his eleventh concubine, it would be obvious that she is really unlucky."

Even Ning Tang, who was on the side, was muttering in his heart, "It's strange, my siblings don't usually behave like this at home. Could it be that they were lowered by someone?"

Under the shocked eyes of everyone, Jiang Luorou threw the remaining chicken bones on the table.

Then he picked his teeth with his fingers and waved to Ning Tang with a smile.

"Fourth brother! Aren't you hungry? There are a lot of food here. Come and eat some."

Fortunately, Ning Tang didn't hear this sentence. As soon as he heard this sentence, his stomach growled in time.

"My brothers and sisters must be doing this for a reason." After hypnotizing himself, Ningtang also sat at the table and started eating.

In the end, it was the servant who couldn't bear it any longer. With contemptuous eyes and nostrils turned upward, he began to scold Jiang Luorou and the two.

"You two are so presumptuous, do you know who my master is?"

"That is Master Zhen, Zhen Huairen, one of the most eminent emperor merchants in Dayue."

"Really a bad guy? That's a good name. It's very appropriate for the occasion."

Jiang Luorou thought like this, spit out a fish bone at random, and said vaguely: "Who is Zhen Huairen? I have never heard of it."

"Bold ignorant idiot! Who are you to dare to call my master by his first name?"

Jiang Luorou picked up a piece of spicy and sour radish and put it into her mouth. She said without raising her head: "You, a dog, can call you your name, but why can't I call it? This is completely unreasonable."

When the servant heard this, he no longer looked as proud as before, and looked at Zhen Huairen, who was sitting at the top, with a fearful expression.

This servant's move perfectly aroused Jiang Luorou's curiosity.

Involuntarily, he followed the man's gaze and looked forward.

As expected, he saw Zhen Huairen looking at his dog slave with a gloomy face.

When the servant saw Zhen Huairen's expression, he knew something was wrong.

He hurriedly knelt on the ground and slapped his cheeks with his hands while saying words of begging for mercy.

"It's all my fault that I was careless and accidentally offended my master's name. Please forgive me for the fact that I have been following you since I was a child..."

As expected of a real bad guy, he said to the servant with a smile on his face, "Ah Sang, out of the fact that you have served me since you were a child, I will spare you this time and go back to get 300 boards on your own."

After hearing the first half of the sentence, the servant hurriedly smiled and knelt down to kowtow, but he didn't know that he hadn't bent down yet! Suddenly he collapsed to the ground without saying a word.

"This guy who paid 300 yuan is still alive? It's better to kill him with one knife! It's so pitiful to be someone else's servant." Jiang Luorou was feeling sorry for Asang.