"I just don't let you bully Xi Niang. Are you just making trouble with this mouth?" Hua Mengyue didn't argue with her about this meaningless thing, but said: "There are only three of us in this small kitchen. It was fine, and you insisted on trying to provoke it in the middle, but you didn't know what to do?"

After saying that, he stopped talking about her and turned around and went out.

The chef was choked and felt a little guilty, but she wanted to say anything else, but no one listened. Hua Mengyue had already left. She turned around and saw Xi Niang, and continued to say to her: "Look at people like her, leave after they say it, and don't let people talk about it anymore. What's wrong with being guilty?"

Xi Niang didn't answer the conversation, and this time, she didn't even see her.

My mother can't tell the little thoughts of helping the chef. She has few people and doesn't have that much trouble. It's good. If she insists on finding trouble, she will avoid it. She is very annoyed.

...

Hua Mengyue didn't leave the main courtyard and went back after a short walk. She still had a lot of things to do and had no time to go around outside. This is why she is not familiar with the mansion now.

When I went back to the kitchen, those kitchens were not there.

Hua Mengyue was speechless: "Are you unhappy? I said a few words to her and I won't even do my job?"

Xi Niang said, "I went out with you."

"Then she won't need her help this time." Hua Mengyue understood something and quickly started to make the snacks her wife wanted.

Halfway through, the chef came back, said nothing, and did not come to Hua Mengyue, as if he deliberately distanced himself.

Hua Mengyue glanced at her: "I feel guilty when I am a thief?"

"Who is the thief!"

The chef immediately said that the key point was completely wrong.

Hua Mengyue reminded her: "I mainly say that you are guilty, but you are happy to admit that you stole something, tsk tsk."

"You..." She stomped her feet for the chef: "Stop being proud. The old lady has no shortage of cooks anymore, and she will drive you away."

"Do you know again?" Hua Mengyue didn't care: "You are so powerful, why don't you be a cook?"

"I won't tell you, you're leaving anyway."

The chef's face turned and he really didn't tell her anymore.

Hua Mengyue only thought she was cursing and didn't take it seriously, but unexpectedly, a pot of snacks was not released, and the old lady really asked someone to chase her out-

"You entered the mansion before, just to give the cook to the old lady. Now that the old lady is sick, you have to leave."

This reason is really enough. Hua Mengyue was angry and laughed: "Then what you mean is that as long as I leave, the old lady will be fine?"

"That's more to say?"

The maid was arrogant, as if she was superior to others.

Haha, this is the second time I chased her away? Hua Mengyue asked a very practical question: "What about my salary?"

...

The wages were settled for her, but the maid looked at Hua Mengyue with contempt and said it very ugly: "I really didn't expect that she looked like a human being, but when something happened, she only cared about money. No wonder she was a village girl from the countryside, she was just a naughty person."

Hua Mengyue didn't want to care about her, and being lenient to others and discipline herself is also an inertia, but when she said this, Hua Mengyue couldn't bear it: "What do you look like to say what others are like? If you say this, you are even more unbearable than what you said, right?"

"I'm much better than you."

The maid didn't hear what Hua Mengyue was saying, just pretending that she was saying it was looking at it, with an accent.

Hua Mengyue slapped her in the face: "What's the use of looking good on her face? She can't resist her heart."

It was a light pat, and her strength was well controlled.

The maid wanted to be angry, but her face didn't hurt, and Hua Mengyue chuckled again. She gritted her teeth and raised her hand to hit her back: "You are so sad! Do you dare to hit me? You could have walked out well, but now, you...you stop!"

Hua Mengyue turned her head and avoided her hand and left directly. She didn't finish her words. How could she follow her? She immediately chased her: "Hua! I just wanted to give you some decent things. Since you don't want it yourself, let's go to the old lady to make the words clear!"

As he said that, he pulled Hua Mengyue away.

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