Mo Ruoqing's face darkened immediately. For some reason, seeing such a harmonious scene made her feel uneasy and extremely uncomfortable.
But thinking that I hadn't experienced it yet, I pretended to be nonchalant and went on my way.
Only when they sensed Mo Ruoqing did the four of them look up at her. Ms. Jiang was particularly enthusiastic, patting the chair next to her, the one furthest from Mr. and Mrs. Mo: "Little Qing, get up! Come and sit down, we've been waiting for you for so long."
Mo Ruoqing frowned slightly. She had originally wanted to sit next to Madam Mo, but Ms. Jiang pulled her over to sit down instead.
"Eat up, this is delicious." Ms. Jiang picked up a steamed bun for her.
Mo Ruoqing frowned slightly as she watched Ms. Jiang use the chopsticks she had just used to serve her food. Her eyes showed a hint of disdain, but she tried her best to hide it: "I'm sorry, I don't really like steamed buns."
After saying that, he pushed the plate back to Ms. Jiang and had the maid replace it with a new one.
Wan Ge spoke softly, "I don't know what kind of breakfast you like, sister. I'll prepare it for you tomorrow."
"No need, the chef will prepare what I like to eat." Mo Ruoqing answered without thinking.
In an instant, the disappointment in Wan Ge's eyes could not be concealed at all. She slowly lowered her head and said, "I know. I'm sorry, sister. I've never had a good life since I was a child. I probably won't be able to do what you like. I was too confident."
Upon hearing Wan Ge's words, Madam Mo felt even more sorry for her. Ruoqing was so sensible and well-behaved, and now that she had finally made breakfast for them, Ruoqing was still so ungrateful.
If it weren't for the hospital's mistake of switching their identities, the person who should have been enjoying wealth and luxury would have been Wan Ge.
The person who can be so willful as to not need to make breakfast is Wan Ge. Thinking of this, Madam Mo's face darkened: "Wan Ge prepared breakfast today. The chef has already left. If you don't want to eat what Wan Ge makes, then make it yourself."
Having probably never been treated like this by Madam Mo before, and hearing her say such things for the first time, Mo Ruoqing was stunned for a moment, her eyes instantly reddened, and she stood up abruptly.
"How could you treat me like this because of her?" Mo Ruoqing regretted it instantly, regretting that she had let Wan Ge into their home.
Madam Mo didn't think there was anything wrong with what she said; she was the one who started the trouble by being unreasonable.
"Wange kindly cooked for us, and instead of being grateful, you're acting all reluctant. What kind of attitude do you expect me to have towards you?"
"I used to treat the maid like this, and you never got angry!"
“Wange is not a maid; she is also my daughter. I have said that I will still treat you as my own daughter, but if you continue to act unreasonably, then don’t blame me for kicking you out.” Madam Mo’s tone was particularly serious.
After taking a deep breath, he continued, "You're right. I've spoiled you. I should have disciplined you properly when you treated the servants like that before."
It was her fault. Although Ms. Jiang's family was not well-off, she raised Wan Ge to be so sensible. On the other hand, although they were very wealthy, they raised such a willful daughter. It was their fault for failing in their education.
When Madam Mo said this, she subconsciously glanced at Ms. Jiang.
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