The rules are weird, I bribed weird people in the copy

Chapter 223 Lin Mansion 18

After returning to the room, she slammed the door shut, causing it to shake.

Shui Lian leaned against the door with her head down, her lips pressed tightly into a line, as if she was trying to control her emotions.

Finally, she suddenly raised her head, looked around the room, and set her sights on the wardrobe by the wall.

She paused, turned around, opened the door and looked outside, then closed the door again after making sure no one was coming.

Shui Lian walked to the closet and opened one of the closets. What came into view were some ordinary clothes.

She skipped the top layer of clothing and continued to look down, eventually finding a thick package at the bottom.

Shui Lian took out the package and put it on the bed and opened it. Inside was a pink skirt with gold embroidery. Both the style and the material were not cheap.

The owner of this skirt is a maid named Qian Xing, who also lives in this room, and her bed is right next to Shui Lian's.

This skirt is Qian Xing's favorite thing. She couldn't afford it with her monthly salary, but her childhood sweetheart is coming to propose marriage next month.

So she started saving money early, and after spending the necessary money, she saved the rest to buy this dress, so that she could dress herself up beautifully on the day of the proposal.

This pink skirt with gold embroidery is the most popular skirt in Shuixiu Pavilion at the moment. I heard it came from the capital and is very popular among young women.

Originally, she didn't care about this skirt, but now it's different. Don't they like to bully her? Let Qian Xing taste the pain first.

Without this skirt, she will be humiliated on the day of marriage. It would be best if she could not get married and be an old woman for the rest of her life!

Shui Lian's hands trembled slightly, and there was madness in her eyes. She turned around, picked up the scissors on the table, took a deep breath, as if to give herself courage.

Finally, she stepped closer to the bed, her hand holding the scissors trembling slightly.

Just as the scissors were about to touch the skirt, a trace of hesitation and struggle flashed across Shui Lian's face.

However, she was soon overwhelmed by jealousy and anger, and she hardened her heart and slashed at the skirt.

With a slight "hiss" sound, a long cut appeared on the skirt, like a torn wound, shocking to the eye.

A hint of pleasure flashed across Shuilian's face, as if she saw Qianxing's helpless and desperate look on the day of the marriage proposal.

After the first one, the following actions went much more smoothly.

Shui Lian's breathing almost stopped. She stared with her eyes wide open, her eyeballs bulging, and her face looked crazy.

She watched as the blades of the scissors sliced ​​through the fabric, ruthlessly severing the delicate threads.

Every time the scissors moved, her heartbeat quickened and her hands trembled. A twisted pleasure flashed across her face, as if she saw Qian Xing's astonishment and pain when she learned that her beloved thing was destroyed.

She knew it was wrong to do so, but anger and jealousy had clouded her reason.

They were obviously just maids in the same room, so why didn't they help her? They all watched her make a fool of herself. If that's the case, don't blame her for being cruel!

Shui Lian continued to swing the scissors until the skirt became tattered.

When she finally stopped what she was doing, a feeling of emptiness and fear came over her.

She looked down at the debris on the bed, and the joy in her heart was replaced by an inexplicable panic. She hurriedly picked up the debris, trying to cover up her crime, but the uneasiness in her heart grew wildly like weeds.

Shui Lian haphazardly put the shredded skirt into the cloth that wrapped the skirt, and then hurriedly stuffed it back to where the skirt was previously placed.

After closing the closet, Shui Lian breathed a sigh of relief.

She opened the door and walked out. There was a large water tank outside. She rubbed her face in the water, trying to make a sad and lost expression.

After a long while, he returned to the room only when he was satisfied.

On the other side, Yun Chu had already arrived at Master Lin's yard.

When she passed through the archway of the courtyard, she found Fuquan already waiting for her there.

"Come on, let me help you."

As soon as Fuquan saw Yun Chu, he ran up to help her carry the wooden bucket.

"Thank you, Brother Fuquan. Sorry to have kept you waiting."

Yun Chu rubbed his sore palms. These two large buckets of mung bean soup were really heavy.

Fuquan chuckled and said, "It didn't take long. Come with me."

After that, the leader led Yun Chu into a courtyard, which seemed to be a place for maids and servants to take a short rest.

At this time, there were some people sitting in groups of three or four in the yard. When they saw Fuquan and Yunchu coming over, they all looked up.

"Brother Fuquan, you are finally here. I have been waiting for you for a long time!"

A servant quickly stepped forward to take the bucket and lightened the weight for Fuquan.

"Yeah, Brother Fuquan, I'm almost dying of thirst. When I knew there was mung bean soup today, I deliberately resisted the urge to drink water just to have a good sip."

The other servant hugged Fuquan with a giggle, and turned to see Yunchu standing beside him.

"Hey, who is this sister?"

Fuquan smiled and introduced: "This is Miss Yunchu who cooked the mung bean soup for you, but from tomorrow on she will be the first-class maidservant beside the Madam."

Yo!

Yun Chu looked up at Fuquan in surprise. He spread the news quite quickly.

He knew the information right after she, the protagonist, was informed of it.

It seems that her decision to find out the news from the servants was the right one.

After learning that Yun Chu was the one who cooked the mung bean soup and would be the first-class maidservant beside the lady starting tomorrow, the servant immediately became more serious.

"Hello Miss Yun, I'm Fuxiang, the one who cleans the study for the master. You can always use me if you need anything in the future."

Yun Chu smiled and nodded. Fuquan, Fuxiang, it seems that the servants around Master Lin are of the Fu generation.

"Okay, everyone line up with your bowls."

Fuquan was afraid that Yunchu would not be able to adapt to these people, so he took the initiative to take over the task of serving the soup.

The maids and servants immediately took their bowls and handed them to Fuquan while greeting Yun Chu.

Yun Chu smiled and nodded to them. She couldn't just keep a straight face when people greeted her.

Fuxiang was the first person to drink the mung bean soup. He took the full bowl of mung bean soup from Fuquan and drank a big mouthful in one breath.

"Wow, this mung bean soup is so delicious. Miss Yun, your cooking skills are amazing!"

Fuxiang smacked his lips and praised it highly.

Yun Chu smiled and said, it’s not that exaggerated. It’s just that the weather is hot, it would be strange if a bowl of iced mung bean soup would not make you feel uncomfortable.

Next, the maids and servants lined up to get soup from Fuquan and then chose a seat to drink slowly.

Yun Chu was watching silently at the side, when suddenly a figure appeared in his sight.

She was stunned. Why did this man in servant's clothes look familiar?

Yun Chu wanted to see the other person's face clearly, but because the other person was wearing a hat, she couldn't see it clearly.

At this time, Fuquan spoke up: "Brother Yinhui, how is the Ferghana horse that the master bought last time? It is said that it has been suffering from poor acclimatization for a while. Don't you think it is strange that horses can also suffer from poor acclimatization? It is really a new thing."