NPC only wants to make money with the system

Chapter 5 Poor, weak and helpless

[250 hosts, how could they know about CPR, you think too much~]

The 250 system spoke to Song Mingyue through the Sea of ​​Consciousness. At this time, it turned into a dumpling and floated in the void. Only Song Mingyue could see it.

Song Mingyue naturally knew that these people didn't know what CPR was, and she just wanted to educate everyone.

She raised a beautiful smile, and she looked shy, like a shy rose waiting to bloom in the morning.

"This is the Dharma taught by the Bodhisattva when Mingyue was ill."

"The Bodhisattva said that there will be drowning people in our Song family, so he taught Mingyue the method of "heart resuscitation"."

Song Mingyue fluttered her clear eyes, and then covered her pink lips like rose petals, her expression seemed to have been greatly wronged.

She used her strength to interpret what is called a work, absolutely amazing!
"Miss Bodhisattva heart, sacrifice yourself to save the maidservant!"

"That's right, Bodhisattva's heart!"

"........."

Everyone admired and completely forgot about Song Mingyue's demon behavior half an hour ago.

[Congratulations to 250 hosts, gain admiration value +10]

Although she didn't know what this admiration value was, it was a reward anyway, and Song Mingyue was secretly happy.

She had the upper hand at this time, but she would not let Song Yanan go so easily.

"Sister, just now I saw you pushing Xiaohong down the lotus pond, why is that?"

She followed suit and directly directed public opinion towards Song Yanan.

Song Yanan looked flustered, and Shui Lingling's eyes were full of disbelief.

"No, Yanan didn't, sister, how can you say that?"

Poor, weak, and helpless.

Song Mingyue rolled her eyes secretly, good guy, he's even more pretentious than her!
there is always a solution to a problem.

Isn't Song Yanan trying to make comparisons, who wouldn't know how to pretend to be green tea!
Song Mingyue covered her lips lightly, looking pale with shock.

"Butler Uncle, just now, did you see your sister pushing Xiaohong into the lotus pond?"

The phrase "housekeeper Abotao" is close to that.

The housekeeper didn't expect that Song Mingyue would pull him into the water, so he couldn't make this promise, and he couldn't even say no.

Both are daughters of the Song family, and he, a servant, can't afford to mess with anyone.

But Song Mingyue is a concubine's daughter, and since she recovered from her illness, her temperament has changed drastically, just like a flower with thorns.

"I... I did see it."

The butler stammered, but chose to stand in line with Song Mingyue.

Well done!

Song Mingyue's eyes showed admiration, and then she leaned over and asked the maid Xiaohong who was sitting on the ground trembling with tight lips.

"Xiaohong, did you do something bad to be pushed into the lotus pond by your sister?"

There was complaint in Song Mingyue's words, but there was a threat in those bright eyes.

Although Song Yanan didn't explicitly say what "that" was, considering that Song Mingyue was seriously ill some time ago, she knew what "that" referred to without thinking too deeply.

If the steward were to admit the truth about drug use that he had just heard, he would definitely choose to be wise and protect himself, and no one would be offended if he was sloppy.

To let Song Yanan show her true colors, she had to start with the maidservant Xiaohong.

The maid Xiaohong walked through the gate of hell, her face was pale at this time, she bit her lip, as if she had made up her mind.

Xiao Hong stood up from the ground with a bang, and pointed at Song Yanan excitedly.

"It was her, it was she who ordered the servants to drug the young lady, causing the young lady to suffer from a serious disease!"

"Now that Miss is recovering from illness, she comes to accuse the servants, and even wants to kill people to silence her!"

Xiaohong's shoulders trembled slightly, her drenched body felt thin and helpless.

"It's okay, miss, I'm a lucky person with a natural face, isn't it good?"

"It's my sister..."

Song Mingyue comforted the maidservant Xiaohong, her words were quite meaningful.

In fact, she was already happy in her heart.

Song Yanan, aren't you good at pretending?Can hold more than a trash bag!
You keep pretending!
(End of this chapter)