After Dressing Up As a Little Fulang

Old Madam Zang didn’t expect that Mrs. You would do this for an outsider. When she came in and saw the blood on Zang Ya’s back, she was shocked and almost fell over. The people behind her supported her, preventing her from falling.

When Old Madam Zang came back to her senses, she looked at the person who had not stopped because of her words, and then looked at the person sitting firmly on the table. She was already thirty-two, but she was still as beautiful as twenty-eight. The old woman felt annoyed in her heart.

Old Madam Zang walked over directly, and finally couldn’t help herself. She raised her hand and slapped the arrogant Mrs. You on the face.

The crisp sound of ‘pop’ was particularly clear in this room.

A red mark immediately appeared on Mrs. You’s tender face, which seemed to be broken by a whip. The arrogance in her eyes receded, and she looked at Old Madam Zang in disbelief, “You hit me?”

Old Madam Zang raised her chin and said in a disdainful tone, “You can use your status as Ya’er’s biological mother to make Ya’er kneel down for you to beat. How dare you try to beat my grandson, the only bloodline of the Zang family, to death? Why can’t I hit you? I think you have been in the house for too long and have been indulged by my son for too long, so you have forgotten the rules of this house. ”

Old Madam Zang hated the two people most in her life. The first one was the shuanger of the Chang family. He seduced her husband into abandoning his wife and son, leaving behind the huge family fortune and leading the man away from home. The second was this woman, who seduced his son’s soul and mind. He didn’t want anyone else but her. No one had troubled Old Madam Zang in these years, except Zang Ya with that little shuanger.

Mrs. You seemed to be greatly stimulated today. After being slapped by Old Madam Zang, she immediately turned to look at her and said directly, “How did I enter this house? The old madam probably knows better than me. Even if it is a manipulation, that’s what Zang Ke owes me! I gave birth to this little beast, and it’s none of your business what I want to do with him.”

“Okay, okay, I think you have been too spoiled and harden your wings.” Old Madam Zang smiled angrily, but she raised her hand and slapped Mrs. You again, “Today my son is not here, so I will I’ll teach you how to be a mother and a wife.”

Mrs. You wanted to fight back, but her strength was too weak and she couldn’t hold on at all, so she could only let Old Madam Zang hit her.

The maids guarding the side were already anxiously turning around. One was the old madam of the mansion, and the other was the madam of the mansion. One of them was an elder, and the other was the master’s favourite. Now they started fighting regardless of their noble face. How could they, a lowly servant, know how to deal with it.

The team leader who was beating Zang Ya just now, heard Mrs. You’s cry for help, he put down the whip in his hand and hurried over to help save the madam.

Although this was Mrs. You’s yard, Old Madam Zang also brought a lot of helpers when she came here. When the two parties came into contact, it couldn’t help but become chaotic.

“Young master, shall we go back?” Qing Yue, who had sneaked in at some point, came to Zang Ya and wanted to help him up.

Zang Ya nodded, then waved away Qing Yue’s hand holding him, stood up and prepared to go back.

Until he left, Zang Ya glanced at the chaotic yard, and then thought of the reason for the two people’s argument, and his eyes showed a bit of boredom.

“Let out people keep an eye on it here, and remember to have them come over and tell me the final result.”

“Yes, I will arrange it properly, please don’t worry, young master.”

Qing Yue followed Zang Ya away, and kept asking people to do things on the way, including preparing hot water and finding a doctor.

Staring at the large patch of bright red on Zang Ya’s back, Qing Yue pursed her lips, but did not express a single word of opinion about it.

Zang Ya was carefully taken in just now, but now he walked out in a swaggering manner.

But when those people saw Zang Ya coming out with the wound on his back, they all lowered their heads and did not dare to look any further.

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After Xiao Cui left the yard, An Yun had been feeling uneasy, and he was a little worried about Zang Ya.

Therefore, An Yun didn’t even take a nap and started wandering around the yard.

Less than an hour after Zang Ya left, the bored An Yun finally saw Zang Ya returning through the open window.

However, when An Yun saw Zang Ya, he felt something was wrong with him, but he still didn’t see anything wrong at first glance until he saw the doctor who followed him in and the drops of blood dripping behind him.

Zang Ya did not go to An Yun’s room, but went back to his own room.

An Yun stood up immediately, stared at the red patch behind Zang Ya, and quickly followed him. When he crossed the threshold, he almost tripped.

It wasn’t until he entered Zang Ya’s room and looked at Zang Ya as the doctor carefully cut off his clothes and began to deal with his injuries, that An Yun’s face showed disbelief.

These injuries had been seen on others and appeared on him, but An Yun never thought that these injuries would appear on Zang Ya.

An Yun looked at Zang Ya in shock, then looked at his back, and finally said with a hint of distress in his tone, “What’s going on? Why would someone dare to beat you like this?”

Even when An Yun asked this question, his eyes began to turn red.

Listening to his question, Zang Ya started to frown because of the medicine, and there was a bit of confusion in his eyes. He didn’t understand why An Yun looked so sad, it was obviously him who was beaten!?

Zang Ya didn’t understand, but he still held An Yun’s hand and played with it, and finally said casually, “My mother beat me. No, I was beaten by Mrs. You. The reason is because I beat that person. ”

An Yun listened to Zang Ya’s words and didn’t pay attention to the strange wording of mother and son. He focused all his attention on Zang Ya’s mother.

An Yun felt that maybe Zang Ya’s mother was also a weirdo, otherwise she wouldn’t have beaten her son like this directly for an outsider, as if she had a heavy hand.

An Yun’s lips moved, and finally said, “She is your mother, how could she do this to you.”

Zang Ya looked up at him, with a bit of curiosity in his eyes, and his tone was even full of confusion, “Are you feeling sorry for me?”