The moon falling to the ground

The onlookers have already imagined that this poor girl is disliked by her parents and is beaten all day long.

"Oh! I say, that's enough. The little girl is pitiful enough, give her a chance to live."

The weak are more likely to arouse sympathy from others. Just like now.

"That's right. Even if they're not your biological children, you can't be so cruel to them!"

This is exactly the effect Jian Yue wants.

Making others doubt her identity will only make things worse faster in the future.

At this moment, Jian Xiaohe was already confused by Jian Yue's operation. She stared blankly at Jian Yue's face, still holding Jian Yue's face towel in her hand.

Who can tell her what happened to Jian Zhaodi's face? She was fine when she had breakfast in the morning.

Jian Dacheng and his son were also shocked by the injuries on Jian Yue's face.

Jian Huaian rushed to Jian Yue and angrily scolded: "Zhao Di, you put on a fake injury to gain sympathy, what do you want to do? What good will it do for you to come out and ruin the family's reputation?"

"What? Fake?" Qian was even more furious.

That damn bitch actually used fake injuries to discredit her. She must not be forgiven.

"Jian Zhaodi, you are lawless at home, beating your father and scolding your mother, and you are restless outside. Today I must let everyone see your true face." Qian took a quick step forward and reached out to grab Jian Yue's face.

It was too late for Jian Huaian to stop it.

He was just guessing, and he wasn't sure if the wound on Jian Yue's face was fake. If it was fake, it would be too realistic.

"what--"

Jian Yue let out a sharp scream that could be heard by people upstairs and downstairs.

Now, people on the first and third floors all ran to the second floor to watch the fun.

In a private room on the third floor, after listening to the report from the shopkeeper, the first person to lose his composure was Doctor Mao.

That's pretty cool!

The ignorant, vicious and stupid woman actually scratched the young disciple he had his eyes on. If he didn't go out to support her, he would be bullied to death.

Although Dr. Mao is short and fat, he is a very agile fat man. He walked out of the private room in just a few steps using his short legs.

Ji Yunzhong's charming phoenix eyes jumped up, he put away the folding fan in his hand, and stood up lazily: "Let's go and see the excitement."

At this time, the onlookers on the second floor were all indignant and condemned Qian. They almost drowned Qian with saliva.

She thought the wound on Jian Yue's face was fake, so she went up to paw at her. However, as soon as her hand touched Jian Yue's face, her face was like a ripe tomato, and blood was dripping from it. In the blink of an eye, Jian Yue's pink front was stained with blood.

Qian was confused.

The other members of the Jian family were also confused.

Even Yan Xinning could hardly maintain her graceful demeanor.

Isn't it fake? How did it become like this? With this kind of trouble, the Jian family will have a reputation of abusing their daughter. If it gets to her father's ears, I'm afraid he won't let her support the Jian family anymore.

However, she didn't expect that what happened next was a big blow to her.

Jian Yue held her bloody face and cried loudly. She suddenly tore her clothes while crying, and her voice was even more shrill and piercing: "Hot! Hot! Why is it so hot!"

Yan Xinning was delighted.

As long as this little bitch makes a fool of herself, who cares if she was wronged before? Take it off! Take it off! It’s better to take it off completely.

hiss!

The confused crowd gasped again.

Those who can eat at Taihelou are all rich people. They can't imagine what the poorest people look like. However, the poor girl's dress today really opened their eyes.

The patched clothes were too small, exposing my wrists and ankles. The clothes were washed so white that I couldn't see the color. Moreover, the edges of the clothes were torn and unstitched.

The beggars in the city were dressed much better than her.

It turns out that what is worn outside is just to cover up one's appearance. In fact, the tattered clothes on this girl are what she wears on a daily basis, right?

What kind of family is this?

The Jian family didn't think it was a big deal because they were used to it. But this was the capital city, and Jian Dacheng and his wife would never have thought what the tattered clothes of Jian Yue, the adoptive parents of the mansion lord's daughter, meant.

Yan Xinning's head buzzed and everything went dark before her eyes.

She was really mad at this stupid couple. How much is a piece of clothing worth? Can't they just do a superficial job? Why would they want to accuse someone of something that everyone can see? But at this point, she couldn't stop it. If she stopped them now, her carefully planned plan would fail.

What to do now? All I can do is wait for Jian Zhaodi to continue taking off her clothes.

Yan Xinning felt that she did not check the almanac before going out today, otherwise how could she be so unlucky.

When the short and fat old man walked out, her heart skipped a beat and she felt something was wrong.

Maybe others didn't know this old man, but she did, because she wanted to be his disciple, but he rejected her with a ruthless "no talent for medicine".

"Ouch! Poor girl, how did you get hurt like this? I have some hemostatic powder here, apply it quickly." Doctor Mao took out a packet of powder and approached Jian Yue, his face suddenly changed. He clamped Jian Yue's wrist with two fingers to feel her pulse, and then picked up the clothes that Jian Yue had thrown on the ground to check.

Yan Xinning quickly winked at Huamei.

Huamei took a few quick steps and stretched out her hand to take the clothes from Doctor Mao, saying, "Miss Zhaodi, this is not good. Put on your clothes first. I will take you to the clinic to bandage your wound."

Doctor Mao dodged and Huamei's hand missed.

Doctor Mao glared at Huamei and said, "You want to destroy the evidence before we figure out the matter?"

Huamei's heart skipped a beat, and the smile on her face became unnatural: "What do you mean, old man? I just think it's not good for Miss Zhaodi to expose her arms and legs here."

Jian Yue stopped crying and said weakly: "Are you a doctor, old man? I feel very uncomfortable, please save me." As she spoke, she seemed to bump into Huamei unintentionally and pushed her aside.

Doctor Mao was furious. He tried to soften his tone when he asked Jian Yue: "Who gave you this dress?"

Jian Yue immediately replied: "My mother gave it to me this morning. She said that I must not embarrass Miss Xin Ning when I attend the banquet. My family just came to the capital and we cannot afford to buy good clothes. All the new clothes for our family were sent by Miss Xin Ning."

Doctor Mao glanced at Yan Xinning coldly. Yan Xinning turned pale. Just as she was about to stop him, she heard Doctor Mao say, "Do you know that someone sprinkled aphrodisiac on your clothes?"

"Ah? Aphrodisiac?" Jian Yue said angrily with a horrified face, "I heard from villagers in the countryside that this kind of drug comes from a brothel. Who is so vicious to harm me like this? Isn't this forcing me to die?"

Jian Yue rushed to Qian and asked with red eyes: "Mom, who did I bother that you treat me like this? I was wondering why you suddenly gave me new clothes this morning."

The brains of the spectators...