C70 What Right Do You Have to Slander Us
C70 What Right Do You Have to Slander Us
A trace of pain came from her feet and the grievance in Xia Ling's heart instantly gushed out.
"Second Young Master Fu, who are you to me? You don't care who I was with last night."
If Jiang Lingyun had not arrived in time last night, she did not know if she could have escaped safely.
What right did he have to scold her and slander her?
Xia Ling's face was filled with indignation. She endured the pain all over her body and stood up, preparing to walk past him and head upstairs.
Seeing Xia Ling's self-righteous appearance, the anger in Fu Yuntine's heart slowly flowed out.
He grabbed her slender wrist, and the force of the ground seemed to want to crush her.
"Can't you care? Xia Ling, I think you deserve a beating!"
It was reasonable that he did not return it in one night?
With such a confident look, could it be that she had decided to hang out with Jiang Lingyun?
"Let go, I'm in pain."
Xia Ling only felt that the bones in her hand were about to break, and her aggrieved eyes were filled with tears.
Mrs Zhang who hurriedly came out of the kitchen saw this and hurriedly went forward to stop him, "Young Master, quickly let go. Young Madam is a girl. If you have something to say, say it properly."
"If it is said nicely, will she listen?"
Fu Yuntine's chest kept heaving up and down. Looking at the tears in the woman's eyes, he felt a little pity in his heart.
But when he thought about how she might spend the whole night with Jiang Lingyun, that little bit of pity immediately disappeared.
He grabbed Xia Ling's wrist tightly and dragged her upstairs. He only wanted to pull her to the room to interrogate her.
"Let go, let go of me. Second Young Master Fu, what exactly do you want?"
Xia Ling's entire body was in pain. One hand was tightly holding onto the handrail of the stairs, not letting him pull her up.
"How is it? Of course I will give you a good beating."
Fu Yuntine turned around and stared at her fiercely.
"You!" Xia Ling was angry and anxious. Tears fell down her face.
Fu Yuntine frowned. He looked at someone who was crying. He wanted to get angry, but he could not.
"You are still crying? You did something wrong, and you still have the face to cry?"
His voice was still cold, but it carried a trace of imperceptible tenderness.
"What did I do wrong? You don't know anything, so what right do you have to teach me a lesson?"
Xia Ling felt extremely wronged. The experience from last night was still vivid in her mind. She had not yet recovered from her fear and was still being reprimanded when she returned.
She felt so wronged!
"Young Master, quickly let go. Young Madam is injured."
Mrs Zhang's sharp eyes noticed the ointment on Xia Ling's ankle and quickly said.
Injured?
Fu Yuntine's black eyes narrowed and followed Mrs Zhang's gaze and his eyes immediately became serious.
"How did you get injured? Could it be that because you are with Jiang Lingyun, you have made too many poses?"
Xia Ling's face immediately turned red with anger when she heard this.
"Second Young Master Fu, please keep your mouth clean. Mr Ling and I are innocent. What right do you have to slander us?"
"Huh, calling Mr Ling 'by' Mr Ling 'so intimately?"
Fu Yuntine wanted to say a few more words, but his eyes touched the stubborn face of the woman. When he saw the injury on her feet, he said, "If it was not caused by Jiang Lingyun, tell me, where did this injury come from?"
The key was, where did she go last night?
It must not be like what he thought.
"This injury, I twisted it when I fell down the hill."
Xia Ling angrily glared at Second Young Master Fu and briefly told him what happened last night.