Chapter 1796 Feudal Dregs
Wen Ya suddenly raised her head, with uncontrollable anger already in her eyes.
But Wu Ma still smiled lightly and her tone was soft, as if she was just talking in a normal way.
"Miss Wen, lower your hands."
Wen Ya bit her lip, took a deep breath, suppressed the anger that had reached the top of her head, held the cup in both hands and lowered it.
Wu Ma slowly poured hot water into the tea cup.
"Miss Wen, lower it a little lower."
Wen Ya lowered her hand further, and Old Mrs. Bo suddenly sneered: "You can't kneel down on those legs, can you?"
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"Madam! This is private punishment. If I want to cause trouble, the law will not be on your side!"
Old lady Bo looked calm, "The law? You are a feudal dregs." Talk to me about the law.”
She stretched out her hand, and the servant on the side handed over the crutch. The old lady stood up tremblingly, folding her hands and supporting the head of the crutch.
"Teach her the rules of being a concubine, otherwise the people in the capital will really think that cats and dogs dare to jump around in front of me."
Wu Ma agreed. A sound.
After the old lady left, Wen Ya immediately got up from the ground.
Wu Ma was not in a hurry and called two bodyguards in, forcing Wen Ya to kneel down. She slowly poured the water from the kettle into a thin column of water.
The boiling water spilled out, and Wen Ya almost took her hands off. Wu Ma said lukewarmly: "Ms. Wen, our wife has a bad temper. She is just teaching you the rules at this time. If you don't cooperate, you will be punished later." It’s not as simple as punishment. After all, with your status, it’s hard to find any reason to stand up to you among the Bo family members, isn’t it?”
Wen Ya’s eyes were red with resentment. And there is nothing you can do.
After Mrs. Bo went upstairs, she called Nan Jiaojiao. As soon as she got through, she couldn’t wait to say in a tone of begging for praise: "Jiaojiao, grandma helped you vent your anger, I let you Wen Ya knelt outside the ancestral hall all night and is still in my house. Don't worry, I will get her back no matter how hard she bullies you. She has a grandma, so you don't need to care about whoever comes. Do you understand? He smiled and said: "I know, grandma."
"Just remember that the Bo family in Rongcheng will always be your backing. My mistress and I both love you, so how could we let it go? If you suffer even the slightest injustice, if this happens again, just tell me and grandma will support you.”
Nan Jiaojiao pursed her lips, the smile on her face not diminishing, "Okay, thank you, grandma."
"Thank you! Come back for dinner this weekend, and grandma will make rice dumplings for you."
< br>Nan Jiaojiao teased: "Grandma, will you cook the food yourself?"
The old lady choked back her voice with embarrassment, "I'll let the kitchen do it myself!"
Nan She smiled sweetly, "Grandma, I'll call you later. It's not good to be caught fishing while working."
"Okay, then you are busy, grandma will hang up first."
The old lady is not coy at all, nor is she hypocritical. If she says hang up, then hang up first.
Nan Jiaojiao put the phone in her pocket and stuffed the lollipop into her mouth again.
It’s not busy today. Several media came to visit the class.
The media allowed by the crew to enter were all approved by Director Chen. He stood in the middle, with Xiao Yu and Shu Jin on the left and right, and other supporting actors next to them.
Yang Yi stood at the very edge, with no media surrounding her. She was smiling apologetically, but the corners of her mouth were slightly stiff, listening to them answer questions that reporters had already passed.
Yang Yi couldn't get a word in, so she finally got a question that was heard clearly. As soon as the microphone was handed to her, the joy on her face was not maintained when she was pushed away by another hand.
(End of this chapter)