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Seeing that Warmth had no intention of moving, a cold light flashed through Lin Ling's eyes. She wrinkled her eyebrows, then slowly and gracefully stood up from the sofa. She slowly walked towards Warmth.

She clearly looked very docile and gentle, so why was he so afraid and uneasy?

Warmth frowned deeply, not daring to look up into her ice-cold eyes.

"Don't you know that from today onwards, you are the lowest spitting maid in the Yi family? You dare to disobey my orders? " Lin Ling's voice was still soft, but why was it so scary after listening to her?

Warmth raised her head, and a bright smile appeared on her lips. She wanted to open her mouth and say yes, but just as she raised her head, Lin Ling viciously slapped her.

Before Warmth could figure out what was going on, a burning pain came from the other half of her face. She was just about to reach out to push Lin Ling away, but before she could do so, she felt the world spin around her.

Warmth opened her eyes in pain and found that she had fallen onto the white rose beside the sofa. All the sharp thorns on the branches had pierced into her body. In the body, because she was lying on the flowerbed, her small, pink hands were even more serious.

Warmth lifted her hand and looked at the blood on her palm. She was scared and in pain. She raised her teary eyes and stared at Lin Ling. She saw traces of revenge appear in her eyes. Feeling, she cried even harder.

"Cold and warm, this is what I gave you in place of Yi Hao!" She had also lost her previous modesty and became unusually cold.

She took small, noble steps to walk to the side of the warm side, then slowly squatted down. Her body stared at her, looking at her eyes that were filled with tears, it was clear and bright. That pair of delicate and pitiful eyes was especially captivating, causing her to feel inexplicably irritated. She was a woman, and even she couldn't bear to look at such a pair of eyes, not to mention that Yi Hao was a man …

Thinking that the woman in front of her might be her biggest and only rival, a cold glint flashed past Lin Ling's beautiful eyes. She suddenly stood up from the ground, then shouted at the maid beside her: "Help me deal with this maid who dares to disobey me, the maid who doesn't know what's good for herself!"

Hearing Lin Ling's order, the maids looked at each other with a troubled expression. They had never done this before, and when they thought of beating a weak woman, they couldn't help but shiver. However, in the end, they were still afraid of Lin Ling, so they had no choice but to slowly walk to her side. Their hearts steeled, and they lifted their feet to kick her ruthlessly.

Everyone in the Yi family knew that Lin Ling was their family's overlord. Yi Hao had pampered her to the heavens. No matter what she did, she had to obey him. Otherwise, if she was hurt or felt wronged, they would die …

Thinking of Ihao's ghastly face, the maids began to punch and kick harder.

Warm and painful curled up together, her already pale face completely lost its color, and her smooth face was covered in sweat. She sobbed loudly, wailing in pain, but in exchange, they exchanged blows with each other even more mercilessly.

She wanted to ignore their punches and kicks, but the pain that came from her body was so overwhelming it was hard for her to ignore.

In the end, she really couldn't stand the excruciating pain on her body, so she started begging loudly, "Stop kicking, stop kicking, little miss, I was wrong, please tell them to stop, stop kicking, I was wrong!"

When Lin Ling heard the warm begging sound, she immediately felt elated. She grinned and was just about to open her mouth and ask the maid to beat her to death, but …

"Hands!" Ihao's low and gloomy voice suddenly drifted in from the door. Lin Ling heard Ihao's horrified voice and raised her head to look at him in fear. However, she couldn't help but shiver when she saw his dark and handsome face …