Chapter 371 The Young Master's Sixth Grandma 3
Feng Yanyu, who was seriously injured, was untied from the rope, and her body fell to the ground involuntarily.

Xia Ling knelt on the ground and held Feng Yanyu in her arms. The sweat on her body soaked her clothes, and the blood on her arms stained her white silk flower cheongsam, which happened to stain a petal of her clothes red.

Feng Yanyu's hair was disheveled, her head lowered, and her tone was weak.

"Trouble... take me back and change my clothes, I'm going to find... Shen Shao..."

After all, the Shen family is an amazing big family in Xiaocheng.

Xia Ling helped Feng Yanyu get off the cart, and when he looked up, he saw the Shen family's mansion.

Beside a tall iron gate at the entrance of the house are six guards wearing black hats and suits with stand-up collars embroidered with the word "Shen".

They held sticks in their hands, stood upright, and watched the people around them vigilantly with their eyes under the brim of their hats.

You can't see what's inside the gate at all, you can only see the high gate, the dark bushes, and the outline of the huge building that seems to be far away in the sky, buried in the fog.

"What are you doing!"

Seeing the two approaching the Shen family's mansion, two of the guards stepped forward to block their way.

Xia Ling supported Feng Yanyu and said to the guard: "We are here to see the sixth young master of the Shen family. Please tell me that it is Yanyu who is asking to see you."

It is not difficult to see the origins of the two people from their clothes.

The doorman snorted coldly, "Do you think everyone sees our Sixth Young Master? Where did you come from? Get out of here, dirty things."

"Of course you don't have to report. If your young master asks, whether you can wear this hat or not, that's two things."

Xia Ling gave the guard a sideways look, and pulled Feng Yanyu to turn around, "Let's go."

Feng Yanyu didn't know what Xia Ling's intention was.

You can only follow Xia Ling.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he took a step, he heard the guard calling someone.

"Wait! It's fine to report. If the young master doesn't see you, don't hang around here."

Feng Yanyu looked up at Xia Ling in surprise when she heard this.

I didn’t expect her little trick to actually work.

"Don't worry, I know." Xia Ling smiled at Feng Yanyu, "I might not be able to get in for a while. If you go in, just act like the Shen family owes you all these things. If he should If it's over, you can continue. If he doesn't answer, don't pester him, just turn around and leave."

Feng Yanyu nodded, "I see."

as predicted.

Not long after the words fell, a person hurried out from the door, asking Xia Ling and Feng Yanyu to come in.

When Feng Yanyu heard that Xia Ling could enter, she immediately felt confident.

The two walked slowly into the big iron gate.

Walk along a winding path in the woods.

"Don't look around when you go in for a while, just follow me. It's very big inside, don't get lost."

The aunt leading the way turned her head sideways and warned Xia Ling and Feng Yanyu behind her.

The two people followed obediently, walked out of a forest, passed by a garden, and finally arrived in front of the big house.

The house appeared to be at least seven stories high.

The exterior is made of white stones, which does not look like a local style.

Under the spacious steps is a fountain the size of a swimming pool. Inside the fountain stands a crane. There are lotus leaves floating on the water, and splashes are constantly splashing around.

The two walked up the steps, were led through a small side door, and boarded an elevator with iron mesh.

After going straight to the fifth floor, the aunt who led the way said, "You two girls, go down, the sixth young master is waiting for you here."

"Thank you." Feng Yanyu took out some cash from her satin purse and presented it to the aunt.

The aunt glanced at the money in Xia Ling's hand with lowered eyes, curled her lips in a mocking manner, and turned to leave.

Seeing Feng Yanyu's injured look, Xia Ling patted her back with her hand.

"The rich people earn more from their employment than us, so naturally they look down on our money."

Feng Yanyu nodded, "Sister Xia is right."

Xia Ling curled her lips and took Feng Yanyu's hand and walked forward, "But you have to remember her appearance well. If you marry her one day, you must take good care of her."

Feng Yanyu's eyes darkened.

Thinking of the scene Xia Ling mentioned in my head, I felt an indescribable joy in my heart for the first time.

The two walked straight forward and came to a large double wooden door that went straight to the ceiling.

The maid standing at the door opened the door for them.

Before I saw the people in the house, I could smell the fragrance in the house first.

Like sandalwood mixed with snow on the mountain in winter, it is calm and has a bit of a bitter taste.

Shen Shao, who was wearing a white shirt and a brown plaid suit vest, just passed by with a cup of coffee.

When he saw Feng Yanyu, his eyes showed unspeakable joy.

"Here we come." He stopped in his tracks, his voice seemed a little at a loss.

Feng Yanyu nodded quietly.

"Come here, I've made your favorite coffee."

Shen Shao reached out and took Feng Yanyu's hand, pulling her towards the sofa.

When he left, he did not forget to turn his head and look at Xia Ling with contempt, "You can come by yourself, why do you bring such a person with you? In the future, you should avoid contact with these prostitutes, you are not the same kind of people."

Xia Ling looked at Shen Shao coldly, her eyebrows slightly raised.

"Young Master Shen just said it. If you don't want me here, just let me go. What do you mean by derogatory words? I am a prostitute, but I also want to make a living. I am an artist and not a prostitute. How can I be called Master Shen like this?" Do you look down upon it?"

Originally thought that Shen Shao would be dissatisfied with her words, but who would have thought that Shen Shao didn't even look at Xia Ling, as if he hadn't heard Xia Ling's words at all.

"Kick out the idle people." He sat opposite Feng Yanyu, his excited eyes glued to Feng Yanyu's face, and he raised his hand and waved to the room.

Seeing this, Feng Yanyu, who was always honest and weak, mustered up the courage to speak up.

"Sixth Young Master. If it wasn't for sister Xia protecting me, I would have died in Xinghuayuan long ago. She is my benefactor, if you insist on driving her away today, then I wouldn't stay here any longer."

Shen Shao was naturally dissatisfied.

But helpless.

"You can keep it if you want."

Feng Yanyu walked to Xia Ling, reached out and took Xia Ling's hand, led her to sit on the sofa, and pushed the coffee at hand to Xia Ling.

"Sister Xia, this cup of coffee is for you. You taste it, this is my favorite."

Shen Shao sat opposite, quietly watching Xia Ling pick up the coffee.

He has seen many big bosses drink coffee, basically drink it in, and spit it all out in one sip.

Originally, I thought that Xia Ling would do the same, but I didn't expect that she took a sip, turned her head and smiled at Feng Yanyu.

"This coffee is very fragrant. It would be better if less sugar was added."

Shen Shao held the square handkerchief in his hand, and while wiping the corner of his mouth with the corner of the handkerchief, he sneered.

"Heh, it's ridiculous that a person who doesn't even know what coffee is can give others opinions."

(End of this chapter)

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