Chapter 47 Which Servant's Daughter Are You?

Unprepared, she stepped forward at an astonishing speed and kicked the little gangster who had raised her middle finger.

The strong impact made the man almost fly out, his body swept through a graceful arc in mid-air, slammed into the wall with a bang, and then rolled to the ground, lying on his stomach like a dead fish, unable to move.

The smiles of a group of gangsters froze on their faces.

"Damn it!" they cursed, swarming up.

Yun Ci grabbed the necks of the two with both hands, threw them against the wall at the same time, stepped on one's shoulders, and kicked the other's chin with his toes taut.

With a click, there was the sound of bones breaking.

In less than a minute, five people got down on the ground.

They fell to the ground, spitting out bitter water and screaming in pain.

Yun Ci took out a small knife, stabbed it into the crack of the wall, lowered his head and raised his eyes, like a fierce wolf cub, the evil in his eyes broke through the night.

"Do you want to continue?"

A group of gangsters turned pale with fright, supported each other, and ran away.

Yun Ci retracted the knife into his cuff, picked up the schoolbag in the corner with one hand, and walked towards Ruan Xichen.

Ruan Xichen was still leaning against the wall, panting heavily.

Yun Ci half squatted in front of him, holding his chin, and smiled: "Eldest young master also fights with people?"

Ruan Xichen turned his face away, a little embarrassed and angry: "There's no need for you to meddle in your own business."

Yun Ci raised his eyebrows and said slowly, "Since someone gave you a second life, you should cherish it."

Hearing this, Ruan Xichen suddenly turned his head and stared at Yun Ci in astonishment: "How do you know?!"

Yun Ci didn't answer, he opened the zipper of his schoolbag, took out a stack of medicine stickers, and threw it at Ruan Xichen's feet.

Ruan Xichen said angrily, "I'm not injured!"

Yun Ci smiled silently: "The face is not injured, does not mean that the body is not injured?"

Ruan Xichen is very smart and tries to avoid his face when fighting.

Except for the messy hair, his face is still beautiful and beautiful.

"Try it." Yun Ci slowly stood up: "I used to use it after a fight, and it worked very well."

After she finished speaking, she slung her schoolbag on her shoulder, turned and walked out of the alley.

Ruan Xichen watched the girl's figure disappear into the darkness, and then looked down at the medicine patch beside his feet, feeling an indescribable feeling in his heart.

As soon as Yun Ci arrived at Ruan's house, Ruan Xichen came back after him.

His clothes were neatly dressed, and he couldn't tell that he had just fought, but his footsteps were a little vain.

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No class on weekends.

Yun Ci was woken up by the phone early in the morning.

Ding a sound.

is an email.

She opened it and glanced at it, and it was exactly the same as the one she received last week, and she clicked delete directly.

If he wanted to sleep again, he couldn't fall asleep, so he simply got up and went downstairs.

On the first floor, Ye Nianrui walked into the hall with a cane. The sun was shining outside. He was panting from the heat. He sat on the sofa and looked around.

The entire Ruan family was empty.

He was wondering in his heart when he heard footsteps behind him and turned to look.

I saw Yun Ci coming down from the second floor.

Ye Nianrui froze for a moment, then waved to her: "Girl, quickly pour me a glass of water."

Yun Ci didn't speak, walked into the kitchen with slippers, made a cup of cold tea and brought it to Ye Nianrui.

Ye Nianrui took two sips.

The tea was brewed just right, neither bland nor astringent.

The little girl is very good at doing things.

Ye Nianrui put down the teacup, looked at Yun Ci, and asked, "Which servant's daughter are you, why haven't you seen it before."

According to Ruan Feiyue's description, Ye Nianrui's imagined Yunci should have a hot and explosive head, heavy makeup, and a condescending appearance.

The girl in front of her, wearing neat pajamas, black hair draped over her shoulders, lined with a delicate face, beautiful eyebrows, smart eyes, stood there quietly, with a clean and clear temperament.