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Chapter 169 Severely punish Yin Shumo

Chapter 169                                                             

"But Xiao Sen told me that you were holding Xian Chuan's hand and framed him." Feng Tingbei exposes it coldly. He was really disgusted by the bitch's lies.

"No, I don't. Xiaosen has a good relationship with him and hates me, so he helps him cheat people." Yin Shumo and Xiaosenbao also slandered him.

"You mean I didn't teach my son well, so he became a lying spirit?" The chill in Feng Ting's north eyes became heavier and heavier.

"No, I don't mean that. I mean, he-"

Yin Shumo became more and more guilty as she spoke, but she had to bite the bullet and continue to make up. "He was instigated by Bo Xianchuan. A five-year-old child is easily deceived."

"Manager Zhan, let her see the surveillance." Feng Tingbei had already given Yin Shumo a chance to admit her mistake, but she didn't cherish it.

In fact, Shui Yunting's surveillance system was designed by Feng Tingbei himself, and even in remote places there are surveillance probes. However, except for him, no one knows where these cameras are hidden, and no one has the right to view these surveillance cameras.

In the surveillance video, Yin Shumo's movement of grabbing Bo Xianchuan's hand was obvious. But she continued to argue, "No, it's not like this, this surveillance has been tampered with..."

"Enough!" Feng Tingbei shouted sternly. Then he asked Manager Zhan, "What should we do if we frame the distinguished guest and deceive the master according to the Feng family's family rules and cause serious consequences?"

"He is thirty years old, drive out of the house." Manager Zhan's words made Yin Shumo, who was lucky, suddenly collapsed onto the ground.

Thirty sticks, wouldn’t that mean to beat her to death?

She cried and said with a scream: "Tingbei, you can't treat me like this. I am not a servant of the Feng family, I am your fiancée."

"If you don't enter the door, you will cause trouble and double the punishment!" The Feng family's family rules are not only targeted by the servants, but are even more strict with the owner who has made mistakes.

"No, you can't hit me! I'm your fiancée. If you hit me, you're slapping yourself in the face..." Yin Shumo shouted loudly while struggling desperately.

But how could the servant who was executed allow her to break free? If she didn't beat Yin Shumo hard, they would be the ones who were punished!

Yin Shumo was just taken to the bench and the first stick fell down.

"Ah!" She screamed, her whole body trembling in pain.

This hurts a lot more than yesterday when she hit the coffee table.

She ran into the collision by herself, and her self-protection instinct quickly reduced her strength. In addition, her strength was not large, so the impact was just a bit of skin.

Now, the male servant holding the stick put all his strength to continue to fight, and just one stick made her lose her skin.

The other servants of Shui Yunting saw it and were afraid that they would be in their hearts. One and two of them would shrink into one and lean back with their bodies to the point of their strength.

Manager Zhan took the opportunity to scold him and said, "There are only four masters in Shuiyunting, namely the eldest young master, the eldest wife, and the deceased young lady. Have you heard it clearly?"

Not to mention a small Shuiyunting, the entire Feng family will belong to their eldest son in the future. If you dare to take serious measures against the eldest son’s distinguished guests, that is to seek death!

The servants nodded in fear.

Yin Shumo heard the heart-piercing pain in her ears. Even the dead Mu Huan was counted, but she had no place!

She was not allowed to be sad, so the second stick of the male servant who held the stick continued, and this time the stick with a thick wrist was directly interrupted. Yin Shumo also fainted in her scream.

Manager Zhan from the Northern Dynasty glanced at him, and he quickly asked a male servant to splash the ice water mixed with salt at Yin Shumo.

Feng Jiaben did not sprinkle salt on the wound, and Yin Shumo insisted on creating it herself. When she was proud, she probably didn't expect that she would suffer the consequences in a few hours, right?


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