Wen Ge heard the unfamiliar voice and thought that the other servants in the yard were joking with her.
This kind of harmless witticism just brings a little fun to her somewhat boring job.
She was not angry, and turned back with a smile on her face: "I wonder what this lady would like to eat?"
When Wen Ge saw the face of the person in front of him clearly, a look of doubt appeared on his face.
The woman in front of me was wearing a red cheongsam embroidered with large clusters of peonies.
The slightly tacky decorations together make the owner of the clothes look more elegant and luxurious.
Even if she racked her brains and recalled all the people who appeared in the Yin family, she could not figure out the woman's identity.
But after working in the Yin family for a long time, she also knew that this kind of woman was obviously raised in a wealthy family.
Although she didn't know who it was and was afraid of offending someone she shouldn't, she still smiled and said, "Madam, it's late at night now, I'm the only one in the kitchen, and the ingredients are not fully prepared. I'm afraid I can't make the food you want.
However, if you really want to eat, I can take a chance."
Her sensible words made the woman very satisfied, and her arrogant face softened.
The woman extended her right hand and pointed at the vegetables on the stove: "Let's make a bowl of vegetarian noodles."
Wen Ge looked at the bright red cardamom on her nails and couldn't help but tremble with fear.
She lowered her head, turned and walked towards the stove, wanting to get rid of this mysterious woman as soon as possible.
The woman saw her walk into the kitchen and stood up and walked towards the living room.
The "tapping" sound of high heels is particularly clear in the dark night.
Wen Ge subconsciously looked at the woman's high heels and found that there were two iron chains as thick as arms tied around her slender ankles.
These thick iron chains swung back and forth with the woman's movements, but the thin woman seemed not to feel the weight on her feet and continued to walk forward steadily.
It was only at this time that Wen Ge realized that what was happening tonight was extremely unusual.
The Yin family has a rule that they will check the status of the people in the house before handing over the shift every night, for fear that they will accidentally disturb the guests staying overnight.
But at the latest when she took over, she did not hear the supervisor say that there were other guests at home.
If she was not a guest, how could this woman enter the Yin family's inner house so easily without being noticed and alerting the security guard at the door?
Having doubts, she secretly glanced at the woman at the table a few more times.
She found that the woman's every move carried the charm of the previous era, and her clothes were also the combination that the wives of wealthy families liked at that time.
This speculation reminded Wen Ge of a secret of the Yin family, which she overheard the old servants of the Yin family discussing.
"I have to say, the old man of the Yin family is really an infatuated man. His wife has been dead for so many years, and not only has he not remarried, he has also not had any women outside."
"Yes, there must be many women who tempt Mr. Yin to this point. If I were him, I would have fallen for him long ago."
Another servant curled his lips and said, "You don't understand this. Let me tell you, our old lady and old man are classmates in the same school, and they have a very good relationship.
Not only that, the old lady is the most beautiful woman I have ever seen. With such a pearl by her side, how could she possibly be interested in anything else?"
The servant who started the conversation looked at him with disdain: "Don't brag. The old woman had already passed away when we two came here. How could you have seen her?"
"That's because you don't have good eyesight. Last year, the old man asked me to help him clean up his study. There was a photo of his wife hanging in the middle of his study.
The lady in the photo was wearing a red cheongsam with slightly curly hair. I only saw her once, and the image stayed in my mind for days."
"A red cheongsam and slightly curly hair." This outfit matched the two people's descriptions perfectly, making Wen Ge's hands tremble while she was cooking.
But she was afraid of the woman's revenge, so she could only force herself not to be afraid.
After the meal was ready, she forced out a smile that was uglier than crying: "Madam, the noodles are ready. If you have nothing else to do, I will go down first."
The woman picked up the chopsticks on the table and showed a disgusted expression: "Is the Yin family's taste so bad now?"
Without her order, Wen Ge didn't dare to move and could only stand there stiffly.
Because she was so bored, she couldn't help but watch the woman in front of her eat.
As she watched, she became fascinated and agreed with what the two men said. With such an outstanding wife, he would not be attracted by other women.
"Have you seen enough?"
The woman's words interrupted her wild thoughts. She tried to make her expression look humble: "Madam, you are so beautiful. I was a little obsessed with you for a moment."
The woman didn't like being praised for her beauty, and the aura of the cheongsam beauty softened.
She finally said mercifully, "Go down."
When Wen Ge was about to reach the door, a woman's voice came: "Let me remind you of one thing, don't ask for things you don't deserve."
After returning to the dormitory, she covered herself with the quilt, wondering what the woman meant.
“Does she think I have feelings for the master? But I’m already married and have a good relationship with my husband.
Besides, even if I wanted to marry into a rich family, the master would never be interested in me.
Forget it, I don’t want to think about it anymore, I’ll go to the temple to pray tomorrow.”
The air in the quilt was really stuffy, so she prepared herself mentally and crawled out.
As soon as her eyes opened, she saw a red figure standing in front of her.
At this moment, Wen Ge was so frightened that she was at a loss for words. She kept swallowing her saliva: "Husband, Madam, is there anything you need to come to my room?
Maybe the food just now is not to your liking? Don't be angry, I will make it for you again and I will make sure you are satisfied."
The woman had a sweet smile on her face, but her hand reached out to Wen Ge's neck mercilessly: "Seeing how scared you are, I guess you must have guessed my identity a long time ago."
Wen Ge nodded frantically: "Old Madam, I have guessed your identity, but I promise I will never refuse to go. I will pretend that what happened tonight never happened."
Seeing that her identity was recognized, the woman tightened her grip around her neck, and her long nails even poked Wen Ge's face.
"Since you know I'm the mistress of the house, you should also know that there's a saying from ancient times: If the ruler wants his subjects to die, the subjects must die.
Although I am not a king, I also have the right to punish the servants in my house.
You can go without worry. I believe my good son and grandson will give your family a large compensation."
After saying that, the hand that was pinching his neck began to exert force.
After a while, Wen Ge's face turned red and his eyeballs bulged out.
Wen Ge wanted to call for help, but found that he could not move at all, and his limbs were like being tied to the wall.
Just when Wen Ge thought she was going to be killed, the dormitory door opened.
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