A Thousand Faces of Grace

Chapter 52
Xiao Muli watched the good show in front of him coldly, simply sat on the soft bed leisurely, picked up the teacup, and began to drink lightly.

"Why am I here? I still want to ask you, Young Master? I slept soundly in my own home, why did I come here when I opened my eyes? Also, what is this thing, why should I be beaten like a pig's head?" Yang Jingfeng Crackling, talking like pouring beans.

It's a pity that the mouth is too swollen, the speech is too fast, and the words are too vague.

Yang Fu looked at Yang Jingfeng in confusion, and said silently: He didn't understand.

"laugh!"

Xiao Muli sneered: "You still have some self-knowledge, you know that you are a pig!"

"Stop me, young master...!" Yang Jingfeng roared vaguely.

Before he finished speaking, he felt a cold thing slide into his throat from his open mouth, and there was no sound immediately.

"You..." Yang Jingfeng was stunned, turned his head to look at Xiao Muli, and saw that she was about to put away the thing that was popped out by her fingers with a sneer on her face, her face changed suddenly, her mouth opened and closed, but she couldn't make a sound.

"What did you do to Master Jingfeng?" Yang Fu looked at Xiao Muli and asked anxiously.

"I don't know if Guanshi Yang knows that besides being the richest man in Tianyi, the current head of the Chu family, Chu Yao, who is also the father of this lady, comes from the Wandu family."

Hearing the name of Wandumen, Yang Jingfeng's expression became even uglier.

He has no other advantages in this life, but he has read the whole book since he was a child, has extensive knowledge, and has the ability to never forget. Although the martial arts of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect are not very good, the ability to make poison is one of the few in the world. .

The most frightening thing is that the Wandumen's poison-making method is very special, and its secret work is very good. If it is not for the Wandumen, it would be as difficult as heaven to develop an antidote.

Seeing Yang Jingfeng's frightened face, Yang Fu knew that the situation was not good, so he said in a low voice, "I don't know what the girl wants?"

After waiting for these words, Xiao Muli secretly thought.

"Are you open for business?"

"Yes!" Not knowing what Xiao Muli wanted to say, Yang Fu could only answer honestly.

"Is this girl a guest here?"

"Yes."

"Did I pay the rent in full?"

"Yes." The voice became lower and lower, more and more confident.

"But there is someone else in the private room that this girl rented with a huge sum of money. This person is still a stinky man. The most abominable thing is that this girl was molested by this stinky man. Manager Yang, if you are, why would you manage?"

Yang Fu couldn't stop sweating on his forehead. From a business point of view, it was indeed their fault.

"Shall we double the room rate and refund it to you?" Yang Fu asked tentatively in a low voice.

"It's not about money, this girl has plenty of money."

Yang Fu suddenly became embarrassed: "You have become like this, you should be angry, right?"

"You are wrong, the person hit you." Xiao Muli smiled sweetly, changed the topic, and said coldly: "But the anger is still there."

"Ask your person in charge to come out, I want to talk to him." Xiao Muli said arrogantly.

"This is what we are in charge of." Yang Fu pointed at Yang Jingfeng weakly and said weakly, very confident.

"Just him?" Xiao Muli sneered, "You might as well just say that you are the boss here, it's more believable."

"This……"

Yang Fu was very embarrassed, and cast a questioning look at Yang Jingfeng.

"Hurry up..." Yang Jingfeng opened his mouth subconsciously, but found that he couldn't make any sound, he cast a hasty look at Yang Fu annoyedly, and waved his hand at him, Yang Fu left tremblingly.

With a bitter look on his face, it seemed that he was going to see the King of Hell.

(End of this chapter)