Chapter 3610: Bound to death!

"Chief, do you want me to find an excuse to deceive the master... After all, without the support of the master, Qi Ruyan, a little girl, can't find any flowers..."
"No need to!"
"Huh?" Adjutant Lu was a little dumbfounded, what happened to Lord Chief?
In the next second, I just listened to Gong Qing's apple knot rolling, swallowed a big mouthful of spicy top whiskey, and said: "To deal with this situation, a stupid woman is more than enough. Otherwise, it is not my Gong Qing's woman!"
With this, there is trust and pride!
Seeing Lu's adjutant's eyelids jumped-Ben barking to death!
The headmaster really has confidence in Miss Song.
He pursed his lips and had to shut up.
But in the end, I was still worried and sneaked up to see the situation.
I saw a stalemate in the situation!
Qi Ruyan pointed at the old man next to Song Song, not to say that it was Song Song's traitor~husband, but Gong Master helped to further the accusation.
Qi Ruyan didn't think it was enough, and continued to speak: "If you don't believe me, you can apply to the President's wife for monitoring, and see if she and the old man are so close!"
just……
Why is there no discussion or noise in the audience, only Qi Ruyan, and Master Gong, his teammate, are chattering endlessly?
Adjutant Lu looked at everyone and found that everyone's eyes were very complicated.
He didn't know Lord Pooh, he didn't know the reason for this complexity.
I just wailed in my heart, and when it was over, Miss Song's reputation was ruined this time.
However, to his surprise, Miss Song actually laughed!
Moreover, he took the arm of that "old man"!
what's the situation?
Just listen to Song Song with a light smile, and said to the President's wife: "Madam, maybe, you can help me explain this situation? After all, what I said, Qi Ruyan would think it is sophistry?"
However, without waiting for the President's wife to speak, Qi Ruyan rushed and said: "Madam, she is really face-to-face with the old man, don't be fooled by her rhetoric!"
Song Song gently spread his hands: "Sorry, it's called the English aristocratic gentleman's meeting and greeting ceremony-just touch the cheek! Why is it sordid and dirty when I get to you? Or is your mind already sloppy and dirty? dirty?"
Qi Ruyan gritted his teeth: "But you have been together since you met! If it wasn't for him to support you, what qualifications do you have to come to this banquet?"
Song Song shrugged slightly: "You think too much."
Qi Ruyan wanted to continue talking, but was interrupted by the President's wife: "Small, stop making trouble! The old man is Lord Pooh of England! Miss Song was invited because Lord Pooh is going to give her an apprenticeship today!"
Qi Ruyan's mind exploded.
what?
That old foreign man is Lord Pooh?
So... Song Song is his apprentice?
"The relationship between the master and the apprentice is relatively close, it is too normal. Don't make a fuss about it, you lose your dignity." The President's wife said solemnly.
Everyone knew how ridiculous Qi Ruyan’s allegations were when they recognized Lord Pooh. Now, hearing the words of the President’s wife, they can’t help but ridicule Qi Ruyan’s fuss and waste everyone’s feelings and time.
Master Gong frowned, "Ruyan, it turns out that you made a mistake?"
Everyone exposed his stupidity and recklessness, Qi Ruyan wanted to get into the ground.
This time is good. In order to make up for the doubts and grievances Song Song just received, the president's wife is more careful about the apprenticeship, and specially asked Song Song to choose a fairy-like fairy from her custom wardrobe. A brand-new dress, presented to Song Song.
The whole apprenticeship was grand and decent.
Song Song worshipped Lord Pooh three times in accordance with the imperial etiquette. As soon as he was about to get up, he heard a small scream suddenly sounded behind him
"My face, my face! Who calculated me? It made my face...oooo..."
Qi Ruyan was sobbing in horror, and saw that the originally delicate little face was filled with red bumps, which were swollen like a "wind ball", ugly rejection!
[Gong Qing: Good Night Kiss]