Wang Family.

Wang Zhaoyang became swollen and lay on the windowsill, looking at the yard, and the female figurines in white maid outfits were cleaning the yard.

The woman was about twenty years old. She bent down and her chest looked heavy. The white lace pink meat shining in the sunshine with a charming luster. She wiped the sweat on her forehead while sweeping the floor.

Wang Zhaoyang felt anger in his heart and couldn't vent his anger. The guy named Zhang Chong actually made him embarrassed in public, which made him bear it. In addition, his sister who had always spoiled him actually bullied him with outsiders, which made it even worse.

After returning from the hospital after taking medicine, the servants saw him like this, secretly laughed and scattered. The young man who was acting like a mighty at home was beaten up by outsiders. It was so relieved.

Seeing the servants smiling with their eyebrows on their backs, he felt angry. Maybe these people were laughing at him behind their backs?

Look, three maids ran to the small flower bed and started chatting with the sweeping maid. The four maids were gathering together and hiding under the flower bed and talking about his gossip!

"Xiaoyue, I heard that the young master was beaten up."

"I heard that! His face was swollen like a pig. It would be strange if he was beaten?"

"Hmph, who told him to vent his anger on us when he was not happy? He deserved it!" A girl with freckles on her face slapped her mouth.

After hearing this, Wang Zhaoyang was angry and smashed his fist on the table angrily. He slammed the door open and walked into the garden, shouting at the four maids: "What are you doing? If you weren't working, would you want a salary?"

When the four maids yelled like this, their legs were so scared that they were numb and they hurriedly looked for things to do.

"Do you think you have little work, so you wipe the garden floor and clean it up. If I see a leaf and a little dust, you will have good fruits for you?"

"You...you...xiaoyue, and you, do you want me to tear your mouth so much?" Wang Zhaoyang became more and more angry as he spoke.

The four maids bent down and reimbursed: "Young Master, we are wrong, can we not be punished?"

"Wrong... how could you be wrong?" Wang Zhaoyang kicked a maid to the ground and slapped another maid in the face. He was still not satisfied. He let the other two maids lie on the ground and ride on them himself, letting them wander around the garden, and occasionally slapped each other's pants, pulling a branch to suck each other's butt.

Today, the eldest young master was angry. Who dared to find bad luck? The four maids didn't dare to say anything wronged. They felt so uncomfortable when they were bored in their hearts.

Wu Zhao Yang yelled at a group of servants but was still unhappy. In anger, he called Mantianxing to scold him.

"Let me check the origin of the person who beat me up today. If you can't find out, you don't come to work tomorrow." Master Wang was so angry that he was moved.

Mantianxing nodded quickly and agreed.

一想起自己被一个乡下来的小子给揍了一顿还被疼爱自己的大姐骂了一通,王赵阳心里别提多难过了.

He vowed to make that brat pay a heavy price.

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There is an old mountain road in Nanshan. Before the expressway was built, this road was the only way to Yanjing. This road turned and turned, with cliffs and cliffs. Car accidents often occur. For driving safety, this road was blocked.
Chapter completed!