The Vicious Widow Widow Dressed As the Male Lead of Farming Fields

  Chapter 138 Come on you

  Thinking of this, some disgust appeared on Bai Yinger's face. How could she be so blind before and invited Jiuhe to be her teacher? Now she can't regret it even if she wants to!

  For money, I will bear it!

This young lady has a bad temper, if it wasn't for her high status, she wouldn't know her parents who had been beaten by her long ago, Liang Yi forced herself to calm down, brought Bai Yinger to her position, and began to teach her carefully, but two hours had passed, Bai Yinger didn't learn it at all, but wasted a lot of rice paper.

   "Do you know how to teach?" Bai Yinger's impatient voice came from the small courtyard.

  Looking at the shit-like painting, the corners of Liang Yi's mouth twitched. This little girl is not talented, slow to learn, and so arrogant. She is the one who wants to get angry.

"Hey! Miss Ben is asking you something!" Seeing Liang Yi ignoring her, Bai Yinger jumped angrily and dropped the pen on the ground, "What kind of broken pen is this? Miss Ben has lived for so long, and she hasn't seen it yet. I've seen pens like this before."

   "Your own talent is not good, who is to blame?" Liang Yi rolled her eyes indecently, especially when she saw Bai Yinger drop her pen on the ground, it can be said that her heart ached.

   "It's obvious that you didn't teach well. This lady is Miss Baifu. How could she not be talented!" Bai Yinger blushed immediately when she heard this.

   "Miss Bai told you that, does high status mean high talent? Some rich families will give birth to a fool!" Liang Yi looked at the sky speechlessly, and did not forget to say a few words.

   "You! How dare you call me a fool!" Bai Yinger pointed at Liang Yi's nose, furious.

  She is the proud daughter of heaven, no one has ever dared to scold her like that, even her mother never said that to her, why is this woman!

   What's more, she is just a pariah painter!

   "Hey, I didn't say it, but you said it yourself." Liang Yi was so angry that he couldn't pay for his life.

  A maidservant next to her couldn't help laughing, and Bai Yinger immediately glared at her. "What are you laughing at? Laughing again will kill you!"

  The maid knelt on the ground and kept apologizing, Bai Yinger snorted, forgave the maid, then turned to Liang Yi and said, "You are a painter, you are not good at all!"

   "Come on, you, if you have time to quarrel with me, you might as well draw more, maybe the pheasant will turn into a phoenix." Liang Yi raised his eyebrows and said angrily.

  Bai Yinger was so angry that she couldn't speak. She couldn't please Liang Yina, so she could only paint with a brush to vent her anger.

  Liang Yi looked at the girl who was obediently drawing, nodded, and pointed out the deficiencies from time to time. Although Bai Yinger looked very impatient, she didn't dare to say anything because of Liang Yi's lust.

   Another few hours passed, and Bai Yinger finally improved a bit. Although the painting is still pretty bad, it barely catches the eye.

  Liang Yi looked at the sky, it was getting dark, and it was time for her to pack up and go back to the village.

  Before returning to the village, she still had something to take. She stared at Bai Yinger, and Bai Yinger was so unnaturally stared at by her eyes that she let the slave give her a tael of silver and left in a hurry.

  Liang Yi took the money and left the White House.

   "Miss Liang, please stay-"

  Liang Yizheng was holding the money bag, thought about it, then put it back, and turned around slowly when he heard the sound.

  Miss Liang? Are you calling yourself?

  Thinking in his heart, Liang Yi looked back, and it turned out to be Ma Liang, the manager of the previous auction house.

  (end of this chapter)