Uncle Wang was smiling as he directed the servants to serve the dishes. When he saw Song Li, the fine lines at the corners of his eyes deepened his smile. "The eldest lady is here... Oh, look at my memory. I should have called her Madam."
Song Li: "Uncle Wang, you should just call me Miss."
Mrs. Huo is the heroine.
Uncle Wang's smile turned serious, and he said in a deep voice, "How can that be possible? We can't break the rules."
Song Li, who was hungry, sat down. Although he ate quickly, it was not considered rude.
Uncle Wang took in Song Li's haggard face and the dark shadows under her eyes. He poured a bowl of Ten-Ingredient Tonic Soup and placed it in front of her. "Young Master... Sir, you're really something. Although you're newlyweds, you shouldn't overwork yourself. Drink more soup to nourish yourself."
During this process, he kept glancing at her belly. Maybe the young master was already in her belly.
Song Li almost choked: "..."
Your eyes tell me that you seem to have misunderstood something.
"The things the master was most concerned about when he was alive were you and the master. I used to worry about your relationship with the master, but now it seems I was overthinking it. The master still loves you very much." Uncle Wang was relieved, thinking back to how the master had asked him to take good care of his wife before he left that morning and even had someone prepare a nourishing soup. Although it was just a small thing, he had watched the master grow up, and this was the first time he had seen him care about someone so much.
Song Li held the chopsticks and said, "Uncle Wang, Huo Siyuan and I are not what you think."
Uncle Wang: "I understand. Young people are thin-skinned. Come on, drink more."
Song Li: “…”
Song Li almost suffered from indigestion under Uncle Wang's pleased and eager gaze. After filling his stomach, he hurried back to his room on the pretext of resting.
In the restaurant, only three maids were left, clearing the tables and cleaning, whispering to each other as they worked.
"What a vixen! The old one is gone, and she seduces the young one right away. How shameless! How long has the master been dead? She can't wait to climb into the gentleman's bed!" The person who said this was a woman in her twenties with dyed red hair. She was pretty, but her eyes were filled with uncontrollable jealousy and malice. She wiped the table vigorously as if it were her enemy.
Although she was wearing the same work clothes, her skirt was obviously shorter than the person next to her, her waist was thinner, and she had no makeup on her face.
The middle-aged maid next to the red-haired maid heard this and shook her head as she collected the dishes. "Sir, you've really been bewitched by this vixen. You even want us to call her Madam. She's so selfish, vicious, and tyrannical. How can we have a good life after she becomes Madam Huo? She even drove away the housekeeper's niece."
"That vixen is really resourceful, she knows how to deal with men in every way. I heard it was quite intense last night. That slutty vixen called those two bodyguards in to help with the fun, and they were limping when they came out..." The red-haired maid couldn't help but grit her teeth when she thought of what she saw yesterday. She had been madly infatuated with Huo Siyuan since the first day she entered the Huo family. She knew that she was unworthy of him with her status, so she could only admire him secretly. But what right did that bitch Song Li have?!
Everyone in the Huo family knows that she is the eldest daughter of the Huo family in name only, but in reality she is a fake phoenix and a wild chicken. She relied on shameless seductive means to cling to Mr. Huo to get to where she is today? This bitch's father is a gambler and her mother is a mistress. How can such a bitch be worthy of Mr. Huo? In terms of background, she is even worse than her. At least she has a clean background.
Last night, when she saw Mr. Huo walk into that bitch's room, the red-haired maid was so angry that she almost bit her lip. She cursed the shameless bitch all night long. After learning about Mr. Huo's instructions this morning, she was so angry that her face turned blue.
"Oh my God, Qiu Feng, are you serious? Did the gentleman agree?" Isn't that a blatant act of cheating on herself? Of course, the middle-aged maid didn't dare to say the latter part.
"I saw it with my own eyes, could it be fake? That vixen is incredibly charming! Don't look at her pretense. I heard she had an affair with the master before. Otherwise, her last name is Song, not Huo, and she's still so doted on by the master, so there must have been an affair! And now she dares to flirt with the master. What a lowly vixen, what a shameless bitch!" Qiu Feng said fiercely, increasing the force in her hand. The knuckles of the hand holding the rag bulged fiercely, leaving a scratch on the tabletop.
The middle-aged maid said, "It would be great if Miss Rongrong married Mr. Huo and became Mrs. Huo. Miss Rongrong is gentle, kind, good-tempered, and considerate. She treats us politely, like an elder. She's much better than that shameless vixen."
Miss Rongrong and the master used to have such a good relationship. Unlike Qiufeng, who had only been working at the Huo family for two years, the middle-aged maid had worked there for over a decade and had watched the master and Miss Rongrong grow up. That Song Li was not only shameless but also vicious and mean. She bullied the master a lot when they were young. She was unruly and vicious. How could she be as kind and sensible as Miss Rongrong?
The middle-aged maid sighed. She really didn't know how the gentleman fell in love with Song Li.
Qiu Feng snorted coldly. Although she had a good relationship with the middle-aged maid, especially when they cursed Song Li behind his back, she also sneered at "Miss Rongrong" whom Aunt Huang particularly praised.
What kind of person is that Hua Rongrong? She looks petty, has no family background, no looks, and no education. She's even worse than that bitch. She just brazenly came to the Huo family a few times when she was a child, and now she dares to brag that she's Mr. Huo's childhood sweetheart. She's just as shameless.
The middle-aged maid kept praising Hua Rongrong, regarding her as the future mistress of the Huo family. Her crazy imagination was ridiculous. If the middle-aged maid hadn't been in the Huo family for a long time and was considered an old member of the family, Qiu Feng would definitely have been sarcastic.
Qiu Feng didn't want to mention Hua Rongrong, so she changed the subject and continued to speak ill of Song Li to the middle-aged maid.
The maid, who had been kneeling on the floor cleaning the carpet, listened to them getting more and more divided and could not help but remind them: "Auntie Huang, Sister Qiu Feng, the eldest... Madam is now the mistress of the Huo family. Don't go too far. If Uncle Wang hears you, it will be troublesome."
"Clang clang clang"
The dishes that Aunt Huang didn't have time to collect were swept to the ground by Qiu Feng, and the remaining dishes and soup were scattered all over the floor, and the light-colored carpet was covered with greasy stains.
"Zhao Xiaohe, since you like to meddle in other people's business so much, then just do more work." Qiu Feng curled her lips downwards and looked down at the frightened Zhao Xiaohe with sarcasm.
A new maid dared to yell at her?! Qiu Feng, already filled with resentment and anger, vented her anger directly on Zhao Xiaohe.
Qiu Feng knew that Zhao Xiaohe was honest and dull, and she often ordered her to do her own work, so she had no psychological burden in bullying her.
Now, it will take Zhao Xiaohe at least two hours to clean up.
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