After Transmigrating, I Became the Black Moonlight of the Tyrant

Upon transmigrating in one morning, Rong Qingqing actually became the cannon fodder stepmother of the villain in a爽文 (satisfying novel). As a widow, destined for burial with the corpse, and origina...

Chapter Twenty-Seven is really beneath me.

"Changlin, since the old lady insists that I taste it, let's not refuse anymore. Take the pancakes back." Xie Jingrun gave the order and walked away.

Changlin silently stepped forward and took the plate from Rong Qingqing's hands.

Rong Qingqing: "..."

When did she insist that he taste it? She was really just being polite.

This wolf cub really knows how to lie through his teeth!

Fortunately, Xiao Tao had another portion, which should be enough for them.

However, before she could even catch her breath, the wolf cub's voice came again, "Changlin, the old lady really shouldn't eat too much of this greasy food. I'll take pity on her and eat it all for her. Take the other plate back with you."

Rong Qingqing: "..." She keeps calling herself "Old Madam," is she doing it on purpose? Just because she referred to herself as "Old Woman" earlier?

Xie Jingrun's words made even Changlin blush, and he silently tried to take the plate away from Xiao Tao.

But the little girl held onto the plate tightly, refusing to let go, looking angry but unable to say anything.

Changlin broke out in a cold sweat, but he had no choice but to obey his master's orders. He used a clever trick to snatch the plate away. He didn't dare to look at the expressions of the master and servant. After grabbing the plate, he hurriedly followed Xie Jingrun.

He felt deeply that under his master's urging, he had completely turned into a bandit.

He's the kind of guy who fights with girls over food.

That's so cheap!

Rong Qingqing came to her senses and looked at her empty hands, almost swearing.

That damned Xie Jingrun, he's such a scoundrel!

He didn't even leave her a single piece of bread. She wished him to choke on the bread, no, she hoped he would choke to death, and then the world would be at peace!

Xiao Tao hung her head, saying with a guilty look, "I'm sorry, Miss, I didn't protect the pancake well..."

Rong Qingqing forced herself to cheer up and patted her shoulder, saying, "This has nothing to do with you. Just consider it...doing a good deed." She took a deep breath and comforted her, "Fortunately, we haven't gone far. We can just go back and make another one."

Thinking about the pancakes that were stolen, Xiao Tao was also a little upset. She and her mistress hadn't even tasted them yet. They had been busy for so long, only to have them intercepted halfway.

It's so frustrating to even think about it.

But the people who took the pancakes were not people they could mess with.

They could be crushed to death with a single finger.

Rong Qingqing sighed.

I don't quite understand Xie Jingrun.

She had just made herself so clear. With his methods, shouldn't he have just fired all those servants? Yet he didn't mention it at all, and instead tried to take the cake from her, as if these matters had nothing to do with him. Was he trying to wash his hands of the matter and push everything onto her?

Thinking of this, Rong Qingqing became even more depressed and cursed Xie Jingrun in her heart again.

The cooks were surprised that Rong Qingqing and her servant had returned, as they were either squatting or sitting there eating breakfast.

When the two entered, everyone froze, their mouths agape, forgetting to swallow the food in their mouths.

Rong Qingqing sneered inwardly, thinking how unsightly their eating habits were, but outwardly she said, "Oh, everyone's here. Does the food smell good?"

Upon hearing this, the cooks blushed and felt extremely embarrassed, unsure whether to pick up their bowls and chopsticks or put them down.

Fortunately, Rong Qingqing only said one sentence and then stopped talking. She didn't even ask them to make her anything to eat. Instead, she and Xiao Tao made a new pancake themselves.

Seeing this, the cooks all ran away in a swarm.