Chapter 55

Aunt Rong seemed to have caught Chu Yunyao's handle, "The money came from an unknown source, please be careful, the young marshal, if someone finds out that the young wife of the young marshal's mansion is a thief, that would be bad.

The young marshal's famous name will be ruined by the young lady, and the warlord will be very angry when he finds out. "

Before she came, she had already inquired clearly that the Chu family didn't come with any money except for the wedding dress. Mo Lingyuan must know this better than her.

What's more, she also took an excuse to read the gift list in the new house, all the clothes, shoes and cloth were registered, but she never heard that there were gold ingots.

The butler kept an eye on his nose, his nose and his heart, and silently watched as Nanny Rong continued to die at all costs.

Leaving aside the fact that the young marshal hates being threatened the most, even if the young lady does take the gold ingot, it is still the property of the young marshal's mansion, so what's the matter?

Chu Yunyao raised her eyelids: "Nurse Rong is quite old, I'm afraid it's a waste of time, haven't you heard that when a bride gets married, her family will give some money from the bottom of the box?

The Chu family can be regarded as one of the most wealthy families in Jincheng. Give me two gold ingots as private money, is it hindering you? "

Nanny Rong raised her eyes, "How is it possible..."

"How is that impossible?" Chu Yunyao glared at her sharply: "You are here to bully me because you were sent by the wife of the warlord, and you cut off all my clothes and shoes, and I haven't settled the score with you yet. Woolen cloth.

Now you are still coveting my gold ingots, could it be that these gold ingots belong to you?

In Jincheng, how many people can afford two gold ingots of this size?

You say I'm pretending to be a ghost, do you have evidence? I've been at my mother's house all day today. Before the housekeeper sent me away, I can testify that everything is fine. When I came back, the room was a mess.

It doesn't matter if you have a vicious heart, but your ability to tell tales is not small. "

The housekeeper said at the right time: "That's true. When the old servant helped the Young Madam choose the clothes in the closet in the morning, the clothes and fabrics in the closet were still in good condition. When the Young Madam came back, all the clothes were cut and damaged.

Nanny Rong, you are the only one who can come in and out of the whole new house at will.

These clothes were all prepared by the wife of the warlord, and now they are all ruined by you. Could it be the wife of the warlord? "

"No, no..." At this moment, Nanny Rong realized the seriousness of the problem. She wanted to frame Chu Yunyao for everything, but she missed a move, which made people inside and out.

Mo Lingyuan snorted coldly, his gaze fixed on Nanny Rong like a falcon, and his voice was as cold as ice: "You dare to falsely accuse the young lady of being a thief with nothing to prove, just based on this, I can make someone interrupt you doglegs.

Let alone two gold ingots, the entire Young Marshal's Mansion belongs to her.

Who on earth gave you the guts to act mischievously in the Young Marshal's Mansion and to be domineering in front of the Young Madam? "

Nanny Rong was so frightened that she almost passed out.

Mo Lingyuan's voice was weak and cold, and he continued: "Drag out and beat 30 boards, send it back to the governor's mansion overnight, and hand it over to the governor's wife, so that the governor's wife must give me an explanation, presumably the governor's wife doesn't think about it It's up to my father."

Nanny Rong really passed out this time.

Two young and strong servants dragged Nanny Rong out, and the butler directed the people to clean up the new house. Seeing that Mo Lingyuan was still sitting on the edge of the bed indifferently, he turned around and left.

After a while, there was the sound of howling and howling as the mother Rong was beaten to pieces.

Chu Yunyao sat on the low couch, frowned and looked at the person who was still in the new house: "Are you still going?"