Chapter 32: I'm afraid it's not fierce enough

Chapter 32
"Slap ..." The old lady couldn't help it anymore, slamming the table and yelling, "White beaver!"
Qiuping shuddered, and immediately fell down.
Everyone else was taken aback by the sudden sound.
Only the smiled leisurely, raised his eyes and looked at the old lady leisurely, "I, the wronged party, is not angry, grandmother, why are you angry?"
The old lady was so angry that she trembled her fingers and pointed directly at the beaver, "You, you have done such ugly things, you have almost lost my general's face ..."
Before the old lady's words of lessons were finished, the raised her eyebrows indifferently.
"Is it possible to believe the gossip that the grandmother, as the master of a house, is as good as the people outside the market?"
The old lady blushed with a rush of words and hummed coldly, "Then you explain to me, what is going on with Yanyulou and Xue Xiaohou?"
The smiled and raised an eyebrow. "The clear one clears himself. Those who believe in me don't explain. He also believes in me, and those who don't believe in me. How can I explain that he won't believe?"
Everyone heard the words, all in a row.
"The granddaughter recovered from his illness and was exhausted, so he retired first."
The said nodded slightly, and before the old lady spoke, she turned around leisurely, leaving with Qiwen and Yunzhi.
"Look at it, look at it, it's almost the opposite ..."
The old lady was so angry that she held her chest crooked and leaned on the big pillow.
"Grandma, be careful."
Seeing this, Bai Ruoyu immediately stepped forward and stroked his back for the old lady.
Others also pour tea, tea and tea.
The second lady looked at the back of the beaver, and her eyes were far-reaching.
The white raccoon returned to Xifu with Qiwen and Yunzhi.
The bloodstains in the Indus Garden have been cleared and there is no trace of smell.
As soon as he returned to the room, the raccoon crouched lazily on the chaise couch.
Yunzhi poured a cup of hot tea and delivered it to Baiju.
Qiwen stood respectfully beside Baiju. "Miss, would you send someone to look up the source of the rumor?"
The raised his eyes and looked straight at Qiwen, but when she saw her face was calm and her eyes were so clear, she hooked her lips.
"No, it's just a few people."
Qi Wen frowned. "Will the lady just ignore it?"
The raised his eyebrows and said evilly, "Whatever it is, I'm afraid it will not spread fiercely."
In this matter, their purpose is the same, I hope the little peacock can give a little more power this time, do not let her down.
Qiwen and Yunzhi looked at each other with doubts.
What does this mean, miss?
The women's festival is so important, how can the lady care so little, not to mention that this matter is also related to Her Royal Highness Prince and Xiao Xiaohou, who are the two most important people besides the old general.
Looking at the doubtful look of the two, Baiju didn't explain, only waved, "Go and call me all the officials in the house."
"Yes."
Qi Wen led her away and soon went in with more than a dozen supervisors.
"Please, Miss."
The stewards bowed to the together.
"Can the account book be taken?" Baitan raised an eyebrow lightly.
"Bring it, take it."
The stewards took out the account book and handed it to Qiwen.
Qiwen collected all the books and gave them to the together.
The glanced at the calm executives, sneered at the corners of his lips, took a copy of it, and turned to look.
At first it was okay, but the worse you looked, the worse the beaver's face turned black.