A prostitute of rebirth

Chapter 9 The Most Familiar Stranger
Mother Xu lowered her head and said respectfully, "It's Miss San."

"Then what are you talking about?" With the smile gone, Murong smiled and said sullenly, there was a faint sharpness between the brows, Xu's mother was at a loss for words, so she had to step back with a sullen face.

Murong smiled and stared at this old witch for a moment. She would pull her skin sooner or later. Mother Xu, like a nanny, took care of her since she was born, but she was bought by Mo's at some point, and gradually became a Mo's people.

"Everyone back down." After a pause, Murong smiled and waved his hands, making everyone in the main hall back down.

After everyone withdrew, the nanny came back at this time, with a happy smile on her loving face, she said as she walked, "That girl Haitang should have been dealt with long ago, miss did a great job this time."

"Nurse, don't you think I'm strange?" Murong asked casually with a smile.

"Strange? Miss is not surprised at all. In front of them, she should look like this." The nanny replied as a matter of course. Then, she approached Murong Xiaoxiao, looked at the handkerchief in her hand with a puzzled face and asked: "Miss, I don't understand one thing. When will the empress give us this handkerchief cut from offerings?"

"No, but if you don't say that, how can Haitang obediently admit that the master dared to steal things, she really has the guts, nanny, throw Haitang's burden out of the Xiaoyin Pavilion, it's not hers, just She won't even let her take a piece of rag away." Murong smiled and said with narrowed eyes, deep in her dark eyes like ink, there is a determination that no one else can invade.

"Yes, miss, this old slave will do it right away." The nanny replied swiftly, then turned around, and suddenly looked back at Murong with a smile: "Miss, send Mrs. Haitang to the [-]th boss and go to do odd jobs, the master of this matter Will mother pursue it?"

Although the nanny totally agrees with Murong Xiaoxiao's actions, she also knows Mo's status in Murong's mansion well, if she is framed by Mo's because of this matter, it will really be a waste of money.

"She wanted to pursue it, but she didn't know what to do. What's more, Haitang's theft is a fact, and she sent the person. If she questioned me because of this, it would be self-defeating."

Besides, when she dealt with Haitang, she made it clear that she was doing it for Mrs. Mo. Her mother was soft-tempered, and because she was under the protection of her parents, elder brother and sister, she had hardly seen the dark side of human nature, let alone In the secret fight, she is not Mo's opponent at all. In her previous life, she could not protect her mother. In this life, she will definitely do her best to protect her.

Meiyuan.

The courtyard where the head mistress of the Murong Mansion lives, the house with carved beams and painted buildings, the empty corridors with jade pillars, the stone steps piled up with white and white, and under the corners of the cornices, the green grass and flowers are shining brightly under the sun. shine.

The gate was closed tightly, and the servants in the courtyard were quietly doing their work. No one dared to go close to the house to eavesdrop on the conversation inside. The end would definitely be worse than death.

Xu's mother knelt in front of Mo's with a serious face, describing what happened in Xiaoyin Pavilion not long ago, waving her arms from time to time filled with righteous indignation, and when talking about Haitang's fate, she never forgot to add fuel to the miserable side.

Murong Yingxue stood by Mo's side, her cherry-like rosy mouth opened wide, her face full of disbelief, after Xu's mother finished speaking, she looked at Mo's and asked, "Mother, how dare Murong smile?" How could it be so big? She did this not to make it difficult for you."

Mo thought for a moment: "Perhaps the Murong Xiaoxiao before yesterday didn't dare." But now, what Murong Xiaoxiao did was beyond her expectation, and she did it clearly to make things difficult for her.

"Now that Haitang is kicked out by her, and the maid is replaced by her, we can't control Murong Xiaoxiao all the time. Mother, what should we do now?"

Murong Yingxue is a little anxious, Lian and Murong Xiaoxiao have always been a serious concern for their mother and daughter, because of the power of the Lian family, they can't easily attack them, otherwise it will be Murong's mansion that will suffer, so mother thought of temporarily I hold Murong Xiaoxiao in my own hands, but now...

Mo Shi snorted disdainfully: "A ten-year-old girl is just a film, she can't make a name for herself." Having said that, when thinking of the indifferent and calm expression on Murong Xiaoxiao's immature face, Mo Shi beautifully There was also a trace of seriousness on his face.

Murong Yingxue has completely inherited the advantages of Murong Wei and Mo's, she is pretty and lovely, her pink face is as gorgeous as a peach blossom, her long eyelashes are slightly curled, as agile as a butterfly's wings.

Mo shi stared at his proud daughter with relief on his brows.

"Mother Xu, go back and pay attention to Xiaoyin Pavilion and Murong Xiaoxiao's every move, don't force yourself beforehand." Mo Shi coldly ordered, because of Murong Xiaoxiao's timid temper, she only arranged one Haitang was by her side, thinking that she could control her. Fortunately, Mama Xu hadn't been kicked out, otherwise there would be no one in Xiaoyin Pavilion for her to use. Now it seems that she should arrange more people to be prepared.

In the evening, Murong Xiaoxiao originally wanted to go to the Orchid Courtyard to have dinner with Forsythia, but when she went out, she was told to meet Murong Wei in the front hall. After deeply frowning, she was still accompanied by Linglong.

Although he was somewhat disgusted with Murong Wei, he was the head of the Murong Mansion after all, and if not for himself, he had to reverse his bad impression in this man's heart for his mother's sake.

When they arrived at the front hall, the servant pointed to the compartment in the hall, and Murong smiled and walked in. Although it was a compartment, it was not smaller than the front hall. At this time, sitting beside a mahogany round table, Murong Wei and his wife and daughter We, and a most familiar stranger.

Murong Xiaoxiao remembers this scene very clearly. In her previous life, she finished the meal with joy and shyness. She doesn't know what kind of mood she should have to end it this time.

Murong Xiaoxiao stood at the door of the cubicle, everyone's gazes were cast on her in unison, some were disdainful, some were contemptuous, some were cold, some were worried, some were kind, each had its own merits.

Of course, among these people, the one who looked at her lovingly was Mrs. Mo, but there was a bit of calculation in those eyes, and the one who was worried about her was her own mother. At this time, she was sitting on the right side of Murong Wei. She never dared to look directly at her own father, because the cold aura emanating from him made her afraid. Now, Murong Xiaoxiao suddenly found that her father seemed more handsome and handsome than what she had imagined.

(End of this chapter)