Chapter 225 Spit it Out
On the other side, there is a small table with various dishes on it. Some of each new dish will be put on the table, accompanied by a bottle of good wine.

At this moment, a bloated middle-aged woman was sitting there, drinking a glass of wine and eating vegetables, when she saw Feng Wuxie coming, she didn't even lift her head, and directly regarded her as a air out.

According to the memory of the original owner, Feng Wuxie knew that this woman who drank and ate meat was the Chef Zhang mentioned by Bier, the boss of the kitchen, and also Feng Lianfang's sister-in-law, Zhang Qiuyan.

Seeing this scene, Bi'er was a little frightened, and quietly tugged at the hem of Feng Wuxie's clothes, signaling her to go back.

Feng Wuxie didn't even look back, she strode up to Zhang Qiuyan, and kicked over the table with one kick!
The stir-fried vegetable broth on the table was knocked to the ground in an instant, splashing Zhang Qiuyan all over.

Zhang Qiuyan screamed and jumped up quickly, "Ah! I'm scalding to death!"

She kept dusting off her clothes, raised her head, looked at Feng Wuxie angrily, and cursed, "Little slut who received a thousand knives, are you looking for death? How dare you burn my old lady!"

Everyone looked in astonishment at Zhang Qiuyan, who was pointing at the young lady and scolding her. No one stepped forward to help Feng Wuxie, their expressions were indifferent. Obviously in their eyes, the owner of the Feng family had changed long ago, and Feng Wuxie was the last one. One useless piece of trash.

Bi'er shivered and tugged at Feng Wuxie's clothes, "Miss, miss, let's go, okay? Miss, let's stop eating those things, let's go to the street to buy them, shall we?"

Although the food at home is poor, as soon as Feng Wuxie walks out of the gate of Feng Mansion, Feng Lianfang can't wait to dress her up as a shining Buddha, wearing gold and silver all over her body, and spending money is like running water, just to pay her respects. Everyone said that she had never owed her niece, and even deliberately taught Feng Wuxie to spend a lot of money and extravagance, adding a prodigal to Feng Wuxie's original reputation as a trash.

That's why Bi'er said that.

Feng Wuxie smiled leisurely, hooked her right toe, and a stool flew in front of her. She sat down, crossed her chest and looked at the distraught Zhang Qiuyan and the indifferent crowd, "I haven't spoken for a long time, it seems that you all forgot this Who is the real owner of the house! Very good, today, Miss Ben will let you clearly understand one thing!"

Even if Miss Ben says she is dead, your uncle is still your uncle!
"Those of you who are cooking, put down the shovels in your hands, and you can get out, I opened it! And you, the ones who chop the vegetables, and the ones who light the fire, are no longer the servants of my Fengfu from this moment on. , go to the housekeeper to settle the wages, just get out of here!" After finishing speaking, she looked at Zhang Qiuyan with a half-smile, "Isn't Zhang Qiuyan? Eating the food from Miss Ben's house and taking the money from Miss Ben's house , still dare to scold Miss Ben? Very good, just spit it out for me as much as you eat!"

The moment the words fell, she flicked her index finger, and a silver needle instantly sank into Zhang Qiuyan's body.

"Ah bah! What kind of bullshit lady! Do you really think you have the final say in this family? Why don't you look in the mirror and see yourself? The needle is giving yourself a face! You want to drive us all away?" Zhang Qiuyan pinched her waist, He spit at Feng Wuxie, with a look of contempt on his face, "My old lady, I..."

Before she finished speaking, her face turned pale, and her expression suddenly became extremely painful. The next moment, she bent down and vomited in front of everyone.

(End of this chapter)

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