I just want to pamper you

Chapter 122

Things are going in the direction he expected.

After a while, Lin Yichuan raised his hand impatiently and glanced at the time.

Four or ten minutes have passed since Uncle Chen called Xu Miaomiao, but...why hasn't she arrived yet?

Seeing him frowning slightly and looking in a trance, Zhao Ningna actually understood what he was thinking at this moment.

Shaking her hands angrily, she forced a smile and walked to the man's side hesitantly.

He bent down, half-kneeled beside him, and whispered in an extremely flattering tone: "Yi Chuan, dinner is almost ready, let's go to the restaurant. I asked the kitchen to make your favorite dishes, and I personally I made you some soup."

"Wait a minute, isn't there still someone here?"

There are others...

These words just confirmed what Zhao Ningna thought in her heart, Lin Yichuan was willing to show her face to come to Xu's old house today, and she really came here to 'catch' Xu Miaomiao!
There was some unbearable irritability on her face, but she didn't dare to say anything more, she just walked to the side and sat down sullenly, scolding Xu Miaomiao thousands of times in her heart.

And this time, under Zhao Hairong's connivance, Du Mingyue is still messing around!

"The servants of the Xu family, all of them are deaf and deaf. I want to resign you!"

Hearing what Du Mingyue said, the servants couldn't help but tremble with fear.

The Xu family is well paid, and there are seniors and juniors among them. If they are resigned, where will they find a job that is so suitable for supporting their families?

Now that the old man is dead, the young lady of the Xu family is young and has no skills, she must be alone and can't hold back the father and daughter of the Zhao family who are in power. After thinking for a long time, the servants feel that they should observe the situation and see the current situation clearly.

"Ms. Du, don't be angry. It's not that we can't hear what you said, but you have to be specific. What do you want us to do?"

A middle-aged man came out, nodded and bowed to Du Mingyue, looking like a dog's leg.

Uncle Chen gritted his teeth angrily, pointed at the man and scolded, "Do you still have any conscience? The master treated you well before he was alive, but now you..."

"Chen Steward!" Hearing Uncle Chen's scolding, the middle-aged man not only didn't feel ashamed at all, but straightened his back, and said righteously: "Don't talk about the name of the dead every day. Moldy head!"

"you you……"

Hearing this, Uncle Chen's face turned pale, and he couldn't breathe freely, and it was stuck in his chest.

Anyone with eyes knows what to do to stay safe.

So, led by the middle-aged man, the rest of the servants ran to Du Mingyue's side one after another.

A sense of superiority in controlling the power suddenly emerged, and Du Mingyue smiled triumphantly.

Pointing to the corner of the hall with both hands, that corner is the place where Uncle Chen offered incense to the old man on weekdays.

A square mahogany table with freshly picked white chrysanthemums and fresh fruits placed on it.

Du Mingyue snorted, and ordered to the servant: "Get rid of those flowers and fruits. That's right..."

She took a look at the portrait of the old man, and felt that it was very annoying, "Take that photo frame away from me too!"

"Okay, Ms. Du!"

After finishing speaking, the middle-aged man took two maids to clean up.

"You guys are really going too far, stop it, stop it! If the eldest lady knows what you are doing, you will definitely be unable to bear it!"

(End of this chapter)