Chapter 3590: I can't afford it
Yang Meixin smiled and turned around and raised the box in his hand: "Yang Bing, if you dare to touch my Phoenix Butterfly Dance, I will definitely kill you!"
Yang Bing seemed to have lost her treasure, crying even more sadly.
When Yang Meixin took her away, Po Yang and other talents helped her up.
"Miss, why are you confused? Don't you know that Fengdiewu is the lifeblood of Miss Xin?"
"That's right... Don't say it's you, even the young master and the queen will not easily move the phoenix dance..."
"..."
Madam Yang glared at everyone impatiently: "Enough, Miss is sad enough, you are still fanning the flames there!!"
She carefully stroked Yang Bing's cheek, lowering her voice.
"Miss, you can't tell the queen and the young master about this matter, after all...you made the mistake first...you said you want to give the high priest a gift, I thought you were going to give your own painting, who would have thought...how would you go? Where's Miss Thief's Swallow Dance?!"
"I...I saw that the high priest liked the Papilio Dance, so... I just wanted to give it to him and make him happy..."
Yang Bing was aggrieved and tears flowed.
"In fact, I also know that Sister Xin likes Fengdiewu and won't give it to me...so I stole it..."
Young lady Yang sighed silently, greeted the two lady-in-laws and took Yang Bing down to get to know him, and walked towards Ling Luoyu by herself.
"Miss Yan..."
Ling Luoyu smiled and stood up: "Grandma Yang has something to say..."
"I know... in your heart, you didn't regard Miss Bing as your master, but... she is your master! When the master is in trouble, we are servants and we have to go without care. Save her... even if you are crushed to pieces, you must be loyal to your master..."
"Yes, I also agree with what Mrs. Yang said..."
Ling Luoyu cherished his jaw and looked serious.
"As a servant, you must have the obligation and faith to be loyal to the master..."
"Then you just... why didn't you do it?"
Lady Yang's face was full of displeasure.
"You are standing here, watching the young lady being bullied..."
Ling Luoyu raised his fingertips and smiled awkwardly: "Mr. Yang, I think... you may have misunderstood what I meant!"
Po Yang's pupils shrank: "...what's the misunderstanding?"
"What I just said, agrees with you... only the first half..."
Ling Luoyu shook his fingertips lightly and fell into the void, seeming to have cut something off, and threw away the things behind him with disgust.
"What you said earlier...I didn't say that Miss Bing was the master, I agree with..."
Po Yang: "..."
"Because to Miss Bing, I am more like her friend..."
"Friend? Since you are a friend, why don't you stand up for your friend? Instead, watch her being bullied?"
"That's because I can't afford it..."
"..."
"Mr. Yang, that Miss Xin has the same status as Miss Bing...Can I provoke her?"
Madam Yang was angry: "Didn't you just say that you don't treat yourself as a servant?"
"Yeah... I didn't treat myself as a slave, but that doesn't mean that I'm asking for trouble!"
Ling Luoyu's lips fainted with an innocent smile, and he hung over slightly, facing Madam Yang's eyes.
"If I had just shot... Besides being beaten all over the floor looking for teeth and unable to get up, would there be a second ending?!"
Mrs. Yang took a breath, and was speechless for an instant.
