Jiang Minglan didn't say a word, nor did he look at her.
Jiang Mengyue reached out to hold his clenched hand and begged in a low voice, "Lan'er, sister apologizes to you, please don't ignore me, okay?"
She lowered her posture, apologized tenderly, and asked Jiang Minglan for forgiveness.
In fact, she is not too worried, because Jiang Minglan has been close to her since she was a child, and she is the only one in his heart. Now he is angry only because she lied to him. As long as she coaxes him well, he will not be angry anymore.
"Lan'er..."
Jiang Mengyue held Jiang Minglan's hand and begged, "It was this sister who was wrong..."
In the past, as long as she lowered her posture and spoke softly, Jiang Minglan would untie his heart and accept her happily.
But this time, Jiang Minglan remained motionless.
He even wanted to throw her hand away.
Jiang Minglan raised her face and looked at her, "The person you should apologize to is not me, but that person. You used her blood and pretended it was your own."
Jiang Mengyue's face stiffened, as if she had been slapped in the face.
She didn't expect Jiang Minglan to be angry for so long and still not relieved.
She raised her face softly, her eyes filled with mist, and tears were about to fall, "Yes, I was wrong. I will apologize to her properly..."
"Lan'er, don't you forgive me yet? What should I do for you to forgive me?"
Jiang Minglan said nothing.
Jiang Mengyue's face dropped, and her tears fell silently, hitting the back of Jiang Minglan's hand. The cold tears made Jiang Minglan's hand tremble.
"Okay, it seems you don't want to see me yet..."
"I'll go back first."
Jiang Mengyue stood up, turned, and left.
When no one else could see it, she pinched her injured hand tightly. The wound opened, blood seeped out, and stained the gauze. It looked shocking.
When she reached the door, she staggered and almost hit the door frame.
"Second Miss!" Hongzhu hurriedly came over to help her.
Jiang Minglan's heart tightened. He had a habit of worrying subconsciously whenever he saw his second sister injured.
He looked up sharply.
Jiang Mengyue stood up slowly while holding on to the door frame, her injured palm leaving blood marks on the door frame.
When Jiang Minglan saw the shocking blood mark, he stood up quickly, walked over, and grabbed Jiang Mengyue's hand, "What's going on? Why aren't you treated properly?"
"It's nothing..." Jiang Mengyue took out her hand and covered it with her sleeves, "It's all my own fault. I deceived you. I deserve it."
Jiang Minglan frowned, turned his head, and said to Hongzhu, "How did you take care of the second sister? Why isn't the wound bandaged properly?"
"Don't blame her, it's my fault."
Jiang Mengyue lowered her head, her eyelashes trembling, and her face was as pale as paper.
Hongzhu on the side seemed to be unable to bear it and said, "Third Young Master, the young lady has realized her mistake... During this period, the young lady has been reflecting and has been copying scriptures and praying for the Young Master all night long!"
"Although it is wrong for her to use other people's blood, she is really worried about the young master! This thought is true!"
Jiang Minglan felt distressed after hearing this and looked at Jiang Mengyue's bleeding hand.
Jiang Mengyue immediately told Hongzhu to shut up, "Stop talking."
"I'm fine..." She raised her face and smiled slightly, but her face was haggard, and the smile she raised looked very forced, "I'm going back first, and I'll come back when you've calmed down."
After saying that, she turned around and walked out.
After walking a few steps, a shout came from behind -
"Wait!" Jiang Minglan shouted.
Jiang Mengyue stopped, the corners of her mouth raised slightly, and a look of satisfaction flashed in her eyes.
She knew it.
Jiang Minglan listened to her words very much. As long as she lowered her posture a little, he could be coaxed easily.
This time she was injured again, and the third brother was definitely very worried about her.
Jiang Mengyue suppressed the smugness in her eyes, showed a soft and weak look, and turned around, "Lan'er, have you forgiven me?"
Jiang Minglan did not reply to her words, but said, "Do you have Axiu's deed of sale? I want her deed of sale and take it into my room."
Jiang Mengyue's face froze and she couldn't control her expression.
She originally thought that her third brother called her to stop because he would forgive her as usual.
But she didn't expect that he would ask for the contract of sale of the maid.
Jiang Mengyue clenched her fists involuntarily, stinging the wound deeply without feeling any pain at all.
Jiang Minglan pursed his lips and looked at Jiang Mengyue.
He did not forget Jiang Ning's request.
After a while, Jiang Mengyue regained her senses and forced a smile, "Of course, that maid gave you the medicinal blood, so she will naturally stay with you... Okay, when I get back, I will send someone to bring you the deed of sale."
"Good."
Jiang Minglan replied calmly, turned around coldly, went back to sit down, and continued to eat.
Jiang Mengyue stood there, feeling cold all over.
Things developed out of control. She originally thought she could coax Jiang Minglan easily, but Jiang Minglan didn't even want to look at her.
Even if she tried her best and even got injured, she still couldn't make him feel bad.
"Miss, let's go..." Hong Zhu said cautiously.
Jiang Mengyue turned around and walked out step by step, feeling chills in her heart with every step she takes.
Mother prefers Jiang Ning.
Now even the third brother is no longer obedient to her...
If this continues, will she be kicked out of the house?
Jiang Mengyue felt that her eyes were filled with darkness as if she was falling into an abyss.
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