Dressed as the palm of the nemesis prince

Chapter 42 Who Are You Crying For?

Lin Chuchu followed Xiaojing and walked quickly to the courtyard where Su and Lin Zimo were.

"Then how is he injured now? What does the doctor say?" Lin Chuchu asked as he walked.

Xiaojing followed Lin Chuchu, using her thin body to block the hostile and prying eyes of the old nuns and servants behind her.

"The situation is probably not good. After all, the weight of the barbell and the frame is not light. The little boy's right arm is probably injured quite badly. The scream at that time was still very frightening." Xiaojing now thinks of Lin Zimo's pain. Huh, I still have lingering fears.

"Did you hurt your right arm?" Lin Chuchu was terrified when he heard that. Lin Zimo was still young, so if he hurt his right hand bone meridian or something, which would delay his life and study, it would be troublesome.

However, Lin Chuchu was puzzled, and asked Xiaojing with a frown: "Didn't the racks for the barbells I asked to make at that time be made of locks and weighing feet?"

Xiao Jing hurriedly replied: "Miss, please order on the front foot, and we will ask the master craftsman to make it according to the blueprint on the back foot."

Lin Chuchu paused, looked back at Xiaojing, frowned slightly, narrowed her beautiful eyes, and said with a serious expression: "Since safety measures have been taken, it stands to reason that the barbell rack should not be so easily unstable and hit people, isn't it? Someone deliberately wanted to harm Lin Zimo, and then planted it on me?"

If it is because of this reason, then the man in the mansion thinks he is the most displeasing, and the one who is most likely to frame him is...

"Ah?" Xiao Jing also thought of it, widened her eyes, covered her mouth, and exclaimed in a low voice: "Could it be my husband..."

"Shh, don't make random guesses," Lin Chuchu covered Xiaojing's mouth sharply, and blocked the word "madame", "One is that the walls have ears, and the other is..."

Lin Chuchu lowered her eyes and sighed in a low voice: "As the saying goes, 'a tiger's poison does not eat its children', I would rather hope that this was an accident."

If a mother would really vent her anger for her own selfish desires and joke about the safety of her own child, it would be too cruel for Lin Zimo's young and fragile heart.

"Miss..." Xiao Jing looked worriedly at Lin Chuchu who was silent and bowed her head in thought.

Lin Chuchu smiled wryly, pursed her lips, and spread her hands: "Forget it, we can't guess anything here now, so let's go and see his injury."

As soon as Lin Chuchu stepped into the Su family's courtyard, she heard the hoarse goose voice of the summoned old lady howling: "Master! Madam! Old lady! Missy is back to see our young master! What's all this?" It's time, our poor... eh!"

"It's noisy."

Lin Chuchu felt that her head was hurting from the noise, so she tore off a rag from the handle of the door, crumpled it into a ball, and stuffed it into the noisy old mother's mouth.

Seeing Lin Chuchu's situation, the servants in the Su's courtyard who were used to being a tiger's servant all lowered their heads silently. How could they dare to rush to offend this young lady whose personality has changed drastically?
"Ah?! You bloody girl! How dare you come back!" Su rushed out from Lin Zimo's side room, her face covered with tears, crying, rolling up her sleeves and planning to tear Lin Chuchu up, but in the end Looking at the servants who were restrained in the yard, they became even more furious.

Su wailed, pulled out her silk handkerchief, covered her face and wept, "Oh my God! What crime did I do in my previous life? This is really unfortunate for the family, to have such an unfilial daughter..."

"Okay, my brother isn't dead yet, mother, who are you crying for?" Lin Chuchu looked at Su's weeping performance with a look of boredom, feeling unhappy.

"Presumptuous! Kneel down!"

　Lin Chuchu: Bah, kneel down to your sister!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)