At the back door of the old Bai family house, a small figure flashed out. The woman wearing a brocade cheongsam walked around and looked around as if she was checking for anyone else around. When she walked to the entrance of the alley, she suddenly stretched out a hand from one side and pulled her, and the woman turned into the alley on the side.

“Where is the check.”

It turned out that the woman was the concubine who served Mr. Bai in the Bai family.

"I didn't get the thing." The man was dejected.

"What? I didn't get it? You can't even deal with a weak scholar?"

The aunt glared at her eyes, then she tilted her head to look at the man, and sneered: "Stop giving me this, you want to take it alone!"

The man kept shook his head: "Xiaodie, I really didn't get it. The man surnamed Bai didn't know why he resisted the attack. We fought for a long time and were about to beat him to death. He pressed his bag under him. Later, I wanted to kill the person, but I didn't expect that a policeman came over. Oh, it's so unlucky, how could he run into a policeman?"

"Did the police see you?"

The little concubine looked at the man up and down: "You go out and hide for a few days first."

"It's okay, there are no street lights on that road, and the police can't see what's going on. Xiaodie, why bother to kill the old guy by giving him some medicine and killing him? Why bother to stay here?"

"Poison him to death? This is too cheap for him. I want that old guy to live a life worse than death. Everyone betrays their relatives and are tortured every day."

"Then kill his son and ask him to die."

The man looked at his aunt and reached out to stroke the broken hair on her temples: "I'm worried about you, that old guy is not a human being, I'm afraid he will torture you."

Xiaodie chuckled softly: "Don't worry, he did too much evil, his body was ruined long ago, and he couldn't do anything to me. As long as I say more good things to coax him, I want to take away all his money, make him poor, and make him a father and son a grudge. The evening is miserable. That Bai Wendi is still useful at the moment. You don't know how fun the old guy was so angry that he was crazy by his son yesterday. I just like to watch him get angry."

"I was so angry that I could still give my son money. The old guy still valued this son very much."

The man sighed: "It's really pitiful to the hearts of parents all over the world."

"The old guy is still a little concerned about his son. I want money and people, so I have to use Bai Wendi to torture him. These are all the sins committed by their Bai family. Now I have to pay back every pen."

Xiaodie hurried back to the old Bai family house, and cried when she entered the door: "Master, something big happened, something big happened."

Mr. Bai was sitting in the study to drink tea. When he heard the panic of his aunt's wife, he angrily put the teacup down, and the tea overflowed on his hands: "What a fuss, you're so furious."

"Master, I heard something happened to our young master."

Xiaodie walked into the study with a sad face.

"Hmph, that ignorant."

Mr. Bai snorted, took out another cup, poured it with hot water, and continued to pour tea in.

"Hey, the young master was wrong yesterday, that's right. I'll ask him to apologize to the master when he is discharged from the hospital." Xiaodie sighed, and saw the tea overflowing, so she walked over with a rag to wipe the table.

Mr. Bai held her hand: "What's discharge from the hospital?"

"It's better not to know, lord."

The aunt looked at Mr. Bai with a squinting eyes. When he saw his son being hospitalized, he immediately looked nervous and smiled in his heart: This old thing has been hidden, and now he finally knows that his seven-inch is his son! Well, it’s not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years. After waiting for these years, he now has the opportunity to seize the old thing. The aunt sighed and looked worried: "I heard that the young master was beaten and was seriously injured. He is still in the hospital, and I don’t know if anyone wakes up."

"Who heard?"

"It's the coachman who always waits to pull the door to our house. These people are the most informed. I think it's true. Alas, it's all my fault that I don't have a mouth, which makes the master worry."

Mr. Bai snorted again, picked up the teacup and drank tea.

Xiaodie stood aside and saw that he looked calm but his hands were trembling, so she whispered: "Master, let's go to the hospital for a look."

"See what the rebellious son is. I told him to take the money away yesterday and then cut off the father-son relationship with him from now on."

Mr. Bai said coldly.

"After all, it's your own son, lord, you're just this son, how distressed you feel."

Xiaodie reached out and pressed Mr. Bai's shoulder gently: "Master, if it's inconvenient for you, then I'll go and see. It's always a father and son, what kind of revenge can you have?"

Mr. Bai felt that she was very comfortable pressing, so he closed his eyes slightly, thought for a while and said, "Then you go and see if the bastard was beaten to death. Ask him if he still makes trouble."

Xiaodie agreed sweetly, and her little hands knocked on Mr. Bai's shoulder.

This little concubine was married by Mr. Bai last year. Master Bai himself didn't know how many concubines there were in the Bai family. He saw his adoptive father playing with boys and girls since he was a child. Later, he himself learned to do things that were harmful to the world. When he got married and had children, he started marrying his concubines, and specifically picked girls of fifteen or sixteen years old. He married them and played with them for a few years. Some of them were raised in the house until now, and some were tortured to death.

I don’t know how many people I married, but when I was in my sixties, my quirk became much better. Like his adoptive father, he was thinking about how to maintain health and how to live for a few more years. Xiaodie saw it at an old friend’s meeting. His crisp voice, pretty little eyes, and neat figure won a lot of things as soon as he came on the stage. Mr. Bai looked at Xiaodie’s appearance and liked it the more he looked, and he became more familiar with it. He thought that maybe he was a matchmaker, so he asked someone to spend money to tell me.

Girls like Xiaodie were sold to opera troupes since childhood, and they were all used to practice their postures. The opera troupes were the most powerful in training children. Little girls with poor talent were eliminated and sold to the pickled place by the headmaster. Those who could go out to the stage at the age of fifteen or sixteen were all small human beings, and they were the best at looking at people's faces and coaxing the old man sweetly. Therefore, after more than a year, although Mr. Bai could no longer control women, Xiaodie was able to make people happy by speaking and looking at them, and he gained a foothold in the Bai family. Bai Wendi moved out of the Bai family a few years ago and ignored Mr. Bai's affairs. When he saw Xiaodie pushing the door in, Xiaodie smiled at him, with a cute face: "The eldest young master is better. When the master heard that the eldest young master had something to do, he asked me to come and take a look."

She twisted her waist and walked in, naturally pulled a chair and sat opposite Bai Wendi: "Oh, the corners of her mouth are broken, who did it? It's so cruel to start,"

Bai Wendi stared at her: "The old man gives me money, but only I know the old man knows. You know, who did it? "

"Ah? It's impossible, the tiger poison is not a good thing." Xiaodie said, her eyes widening and gently covering her mouth, "Young Master, don't mind, I said it casually."

"Uncle, it's time to take medicine."

The plum blossoms came over from the corner and placed the water cup heavily on the bedside table.

She didn't like this demonic woman. She looked at Uncle Bai's eyes as if she wanted to take a bite of meat from him!

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