Ye Jianglin particularly dislikes people who chatter on and on over trivial matters.
He might be able to tolerate things in the business world, but if something like this happens at home, his temper will explode in an instant.
The butler was unaware that Ye Jianglin had returned. Seeing that Yi Mu remained silent, he became furious and was ready to teach him a lesson.
The person I was socializing with that evening was of questionable character; he made unwanted advances towards the waiters at the dinner table.
Ye Jianglin loathed this kind of thing and immediately ordered the other party to release the waiter without any hesitation.
That person is also a second-generation chaebol, who grew up being pampered and adored by everyone.
Since they were of similar status, why would she listen to him?
The two exchanged witty remarks for a few rounds, which ended in a rather unpleasant parting, and Ye Jianglin returned first.
My mood was already ruined, and I didn't expect to have to face such a horrible thing when I got home.
Ye Jianglin stood at the door for a while, taking in all the butler's scolding of the young girl.
In Ye Jianglin's memory, the housekeeper was a dutiful and responsible woman who could handle everything perfectly.
Although her attitude towards Yimu was sometimes displeasing as a mother, she was competent as a housekeeper.
But what Ye Jianglin saw in front of him at that moment revealed a hidden side of the butler.
He couldn't believe those words came from the butler's mouth.
Just as the butler, Queque, was about to reprimand him, Yi Mu bowed slightly in Ye Jianglin's direction.
"Young Master, you're back."
Ye Jianglin frowned at Yi Mu's distant way of addressing him and walked into the living room.
Leaving the crying girl behind, Ye Jianglin dismissed everyone.
He looked at the butler, whose expression had returned to normal, but his voice was devoid of emotion.
"I want to know what she did wrong to make the housekeeper so furious."
The butler remained calm.
She glanced coldly at the girl wiping away tears and accused her, "She was cooking today and forgot to turn off the gas again."
You know how dangerous it is to leave the gas valve on. I've warned her several times, but she never listens.
The girl sobbed as she retorted, "I've already explained. I didn't cook today; Uncle Niu and Aunt Wang did. I was in charge of the snacks."
When cooking in the kitchen, whoever is in charge of the cooking is also responsible for hygiene and safety.
The butler's words were already suspected of being exaggerated. The young lady had only been there a short time and, although a bit careless, was not forgetful.
After being scolded by the housekeeper, he became extra careful.
The gas valve wasn't turned off, which was clearly someone else's problem, but the housekeeper wouldn't listen to any explanations and blamed everything on her.
What chilled the girl's heart was...
The uncles and aunts who usually praise her for being kind-hearted and helpful.
After she was falsely accused, he did not say a word in her defense, but simply watched coldly from the sidelines.
After listening to the girl's words, Ye Jianglin pondered for a moment and was about to make a decision when the butler, as if trying to cover something up, suddenly raised his voice.
"What do you mean by that? Are you saying I'm slandering you?"
The young girl, fearless and unafraid, glared at her resentfully.
"You're slandering me. Don't think I don't know you accepted bribes from those two people."
We've finally gotten to the point.
A meaningful glint flashed in Yi Mu's eyes. As if he were protective of his mother, he scolded the girl.
"You can't hold a grudge against your mother for favoritism just because she gave the clothes to Xiaotao. Quickly apologize and let's let this matter go."
This matter has become an unexpected complication, and while this branch may seem to be detrimental to the girl, its tip is actually pointing at the housekeeper.
"I don't care about Chanel fur."
The girl reacted strongly, feeling humiliated. She glanced at the butler with disdain.
"Some people just like others to flatter them. I don't have Xiao Tao's speaking skills, so if you have money to burn, go ahead and give it away.
The housekeeper's face was ashen. Without even looking, she knew that Ye Jianglin's gaze was definitely fixed on her.
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