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599 Give us Dean Feng Ming's face

Song Wan'er was not annoyed, but just said, "Ask yourself, what good things did your maid do?"

Yan Lan then told Yuwen Qianyuan the whole story.

After Yan Lan finished speaking, she said, "Miss, I am really not a servant. I have great courage and dare not touch Miss Song's pipa!"

Song Wan'er sternly said: "You are still lying! You have seen so many pairs of eyes, and you still have to quibble!"

Just now, Yuzhu was only seen by herself, but now, with only Song Wan'er's mouth, she has become so many people.

Two daughters from the three major families in Luoyi competed against each other, and no one was willing to admit defeat. It was not until Song Wan'er was about to take the stage that the two had a bad time.

Seeing that the courtesan competition was halfway through, Jiang Lingyue was still fiddling in the warehouse. She was originally curious about the fact that the girl Rong Chen brought himself could make some trouble. But now everyone saw that she was hiding in the warehouse for a long time and gradually forgot her.

At this moment, Yue Niang, the madam in Chaoge City's largest restaurant, broke into the backstage with seven or eight little girls.

"Oh, girl, when is it now? Why are you still burying in the mouse hole? Come out quickly! Chunxiang, hurry up, change her clothes first!"

Yue Niang said, pulling Jiang Lingyue out of the warehouse, and seven or eight little girls immediately chattered and surrounded Jiang Lingyue in the middle.

Yue Niang smiled as if she was going to marry her daughter. While quickly taking the hot towel handed over by the little girl, she wiped Jiang Lingyue's face and said, "I heard that you have entered the primary election. It took me a lot of effort to find a way to enter this backstage. Silly girl, are you planning to go on stage just like this? People rely on clothes and Buddhas to rely on gold and gold. Look at those girls who wear gold and silver. No matter how beautiful you are, you will suffer a loss! The first time I saw you last night, I knew that you are not a person in the pool. Now it is really amazing. You have entered the primary election of the courtesan. It gives us Dean Fengming a face, hahaha!"

When a girl who participated in the competition heard this, she did not hide her disgust and contemptuous look, and said, "Isn't it just a prostitute from a brothel? Or she walked through the back door, what's the pride?"

Yue Niang: "You are Shang Yunxiang, are you? You are just the girl born to Lord Shang's eighteen concubine. If it weren't for this courtesan competition, you might still be hugging your mother in the deep boudoir of the Shang family, right?"

Shang Yunxiang: "Stinky woman! Who is the concubine of the 18th house?"

Yue Niang: "Oh, I remember it wrongly, it's the Sixteenth Room!"

When the other girls in the backstage heard this, they couldn't help but giggle.

The lower the birth of a person, the stronger the self-esteem. When Shang Yunxiang heard this, his face suddenly looked ugly, but he couldn't refute a word.

Yue Niang snorted coldly, and continued to tinker with Jiang Lingyue, while saying, "It's just a illegitimate little girl. Lord Shang is afraid he hasn't even looked at you, but he speaks quite a bit. What's wrong with the brothel? Your father was drunk and dreaming of my girl in Fengmingyuan last night. What did you mean to look down on me? What's wrong with walking on the back door? That's a skill. Can my girl ask Mr. Rong to help her walk on the back door? Can you?"

Yue Niang receives young masters from all over the world every day, and she also has to control a girl from a restaurant. She has a great mouth, so she can deal with a young girl.

Shang Yunxiang's face was flushed and she was about to step forward to take action, but her maid was at least held back.
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