I Became Cinderella's Vicious Stepsister (MTL) [COMPLETED]

66. God's anger

As she walked into the lobby on the first floor, Mrs. Fergus swayed her feather fan. While instructing Maggie to prepare afternoon tea and snacks for the guests, she smiled and said to the youth behind him:

"...Mr. Leslie, the black tea from the Fergus family is not bad. You can have some with a snack."

"Thank you Mrs."

The handsome youth gratitude gracefully.

"Then... Belia, I'll take it away for a while, and I'm out of company." Mrs. Fergus nodded, seeing her daughter still reluctant, she could not help raising her voice, "Belia! Follow me to the second floor! "

"Mother, I..."

"Take the carriage all the way, your skirt is wrinkled, this is not really like a nobleman!" Mrs. Fergus's sharp voice could almost pierce the eardrum, "Go, go up, Belia."

"Yes, mother."

Liu Yu turned helplessly and went to the stairs on the other side.

In the few days she lived in Fergus' house, she was already accustomed to Mrs. Fergus's style.

Living is a set, usually a long skirt made of cotton and linen, mainly loose and comfortable. Hospitality is a set, at this time will bring a little lace, it does not look too rude. And when you go out, you need to change another set. This set is the most particular. It is usually a luxurious silk skirt. Use a corset to tie out the thin waist, put on the matching silk gloves, forehead or feather hat, and then hold it. With a small parasol, you can participate in the dance party. Of course, you have to change before you go to bed.

...Wearing alone is enough for these boring noble ladies to spend the first half of the day.

Upon entering the room, she thought she would be urged to change clothes by Mrs. Fergus, who would have been hugged.

Mrs. Fergus, who still seemed reserved and noble, cried again:

"Oh my poor Belia... what can you do in the future... an arm?! Who will take care of you, what will you do in your future life?... those damn guys, why did you let a girl suffer these... At the thought of this, I am almost unable to breathe..."

She burst into tears, and the delicately painted eyeshadow of Qingdai color began to blur, and her tears and snot came down together, which was not very beautiful.

But Liu Yu felt that Mrs. Fergus at this moment was beautiful.

"Natasi?! Damn Natasi, she didn't stand in front of you-"

"--It's none of Natasi's business." Liu Yu warned solemnly, "Mother, don't always provoke her, and, don't forget, she is a deity, this is not what she was."

Of course she would not tell Mrs. Fergus the truth, otherwise, with Mrs. Fergus's irritable character, she would have gone to Natasi to settle the account: the halo of the heroine, which is not affordable by ordinary people.

Mrs. Fergus resentfully:

"A civilian! Huh, a civilian, why can you sit on par with you?! If it weren't for me, she would have been like the tramp in the city-state..."

"mother."

Liu Yu looked at her in disapproval.

"I know, I don't want to provoke her, really..." Mrs. Fergus took out a blue cotton skirt from the closet, and the skirt was bound with a circle of pure white lace, "Change This one."

"Yes, mother."

Liu Yu took it.

Mrs. Fergus watched her daughter reach behind her, untied the strap with one hand, and began to cry again.