She spoils the villain

Chapter 52

The two of them had just walked out a few steps when they saw the butler of the Long family at the door.

"Madam is back, let me drive you home for dinner."

Listen to this tone, there is no respect at all, and you don't know how to add a title in front of your words.

Wen Zhixia looked the butler up and down, with lowered triangular eyes and an extremely contemptuous expression.

It seems that both her and Long Xingluo's status in the Long family are very low~
Wen Zhixia raised her eyebrows, the evil fire in her heart only rose upwards, she, the daughter of the Wen family, had no reason to suffer.

"No, get out of the way."

Too lazy to talk to the butler, who looked down on people with a dog's eyes, Wen Zhixia took Long Xingluo's hand and continued to walk forward.

She didn't know that the moment she answered this sentence, the boy's lowered eyes suddenly lifted up, unable to conceal his surprise.

In the past, Wen Zhixia, no matter how contemptuous the Long family treated her, she would seize every opportunity to please the Long family.

This time, Wen Zhixia changed completely.

"Madam said that there is something important to announce! You must go back for this meal!"

The housekeeper immediately blocked their way, speaking fiercely.

"Is this how you should speak to me?"

Wen Zhixia said in a cold voice, her fists were itchy today!
"I am the housekeeper of the Long family, not the housekeeper of the illegitimate couple."

The old man hadn't figured out the current situation yet, and he still looked up with a noble look on his face.

Relying on Wen Zhixia trying to please her in every possible way in the past, in his eyes, Wen Zhixia's status is not as good as the Filipino servant of the Long family.

"Okay~"

Wen Zhixia sneered, can't you get rid of your snobbish eyes?
"I'll let you go back empty-handed, and see what your wife says. Judging by your age, it's time to retire, right?"

Hearing the word "retirement", the butler finally trembled, lowered his expensive head, and made a gesture of invitation.

"Second Young Madam, Second Young Master, don't embarrass me, an old man..."

It's rare that the chief butler of the Long family has a hint of pleading in his tone, and Wen Zhixia is not the one who can't be unreasonable.

After all, I want to hear what big news the old fox of the Long family wants to announce.

She glanced at Long Xingluo, the boy didn't object, the two of them didn't take the butler's car in the end, they directly drove the modified Ferrari, roaring all the way back to Long's house.

At the dining table, Wen Zhixia sized up the mistress of the Long family.

Slightly chubby and fat, the mother and son looked quite alike, with a pair of small eyes, squinted to look at people, and posed a condescending face to her.

Suddenly a pair of chopsticks appeared in front of Wen Zhixia, and there was an extra chopstick of vegetables in the bowl.

Wen Zhixia tilted her head, and smiled quietly at her little fresh meat.

The young man pursed his lips, and there was a smile in his eyes.

No matter how oppressive the atmosphere in this house is, as long as you are with her, it doesn't matter.

Long Aotian who sat opposite happened to have a panoramic view of the intimate movements of the two.

"You have to look like you're eating! Don't you know any table manners?"

Long Aotian immediately scolded Long Xingluo, then turned to look at Wen Zhixia with ambiguous eyes.

"Zhixia, recently there is a celebrity party in the Upper East District of Haicheng. It's a membership-only party. How about I take you... ahhh!"

Long Aotian winked at her thinking he was fascinated, and his feet under the table were restless, and he stretched out to touch her feet!

nausea!I owe to clean up!

Wen Zhixia glanced at him coldly, and quietly raised her stiletto-heeled feet to shine on Long Aotian's insteps, stepped on them hard, and crushed them several times.

Coincidentally, the young man next to her also stretched out her foot and stepped on Long Aotian's other foot fiercely.

Long Aotian immediately convulsed with pain, ignored the etiquette on the spot, hugged his feet and jumped up, glaring at Wen Zhixia angrily.

"Are you crazy!"

Wen Zhixia squinted her eyes and smiled, who wouldn't pretend to be stupid~
"Oh, I thought I was stepping on a dog. I didn't expect it to be you. Why are your feet so long?"

Long Ao pointed at Wen Zhixia's nose while smoking, unable to utter a complete sentence for a long time.

"you!"

"You have to look like you're eating, don't you know any table manners? Are you still jumping around?"

Wen Zhixia's face turned cold, and he replied exactly what he said to Long Xingluo just now!

　Egg tart: Is it good to slap your face?
　　
　
(End of this chapter)