Chapter 507 The Troublemaker
The first floor lobby of the Zhong family.
Several women are performing a drama, all of them are trying to find out the truth intentionally or unintentionally.
I want to know about Zhong Bangyou’s job changes from Mrs. Zhong, Yang Ying.
Of course, it would be best to know if there is any way to speed up the entry and exit procedures of your company's goods.
Sister Mei and the servants helped to add another round of tea and placed some exquisite but uncut fruits on the table.
Seeing her wife's gesture, Sister Mei returned to the kitchen and brought another serving of afternoon tea upstairs.
"Knock knock"
There was a knock on the door, neither light nor heavy.
"Madam, I'm Sister Mei, here to bring you some tea."
"Come in."
Lin Yiyi walked out of the bedroom and sat on the sofa in the living room. She saw the crystal tray on the small table and was a little confused.
"Sister Mei, why are you sending me afternoon tea alone? I have to go downstairs to socialize with Mommy in a while."
Since Sister Mei is able to reach the position of housekeeper, she is naturally an expert in interpersonal relationships.
She smiled kindly, picked up a piece of the cut pear soaked in hot water with a gilded fork, and handed the small plate to the young lady.
"Madam said she hasn't seen the young master for a few days, and wanted to ask if you would like to go over and pick them up?"
Lin Yiyi bit a piece of pear flesh, which was sweet and a little soft after being soaked in hot water. She was obviously stunned when she heard Sister Mei's words.
When did grandma miss the little one so much?
"We have guests at home. I'll pick them up and I'm afraid they'll be too naughty and touch things everywhere."
She would lift up her skirt and drive a bumper car to hit people, then bite whoever she caught and yell to complain.
That picture.
Lin Yiyi got a headache just thinking about it.
Groping was the polite way to describe what she did to the twins.
Sister Mei smiled and said, "The young master is lively and active, smart and clever, anyone who sees him will like him."
“…”
Ever since he was beaten, he has become more and more naughty and behaves more like a naughty child.
Lin Yiyi is the biological mother, but she never speaks against her conscience, "Mommy really wants to see Mozi and Youyou?"
She felt strange, but when she saw Sister Mei hesitate to speak, she suddenly realized what was going on.
She is so stupid.
It must be because the mother-in-law has to socialize every day and she is too annoyed to bear it, so she let the little guy come over to drive the guests away.
She practices Tai Chi with a bunch of women every day with a smile on her face. She feels annoyed that Lin Yiyi didn't accompany her from beginning to end. Her mother-in-law must have been suffocated to death a long time ago.
She suddenly had an idea and seemed to understand Sister Mei's thoughts. How could a servant point out these things that could not be said openly?
"I'll call Sister Fang and Sister Xia right now and ask them to send the little one over here."
“…”
Sister Mei looked at the young lady who was dialing the number swiftly and felt as if she had messed up something.
Madam's intention was to let the mistress use the young master of the garden house as an excuse to avoid social events at home.
"Hey, Sister Fang, are Youyou and Mozi up yet?"
"Oh, that's good."
"Please take them here with Sister Xia now. It would be best if you could bring the car with you."
…
After saying that, he hung up the phone.
Lin Yiyi picked up the fork and continued to eat the fruit.
Sister Mei felt that something was wrong, so she quickly walked downstairs to the hall and gestured to her wife.
Yang Ying saw clearly, smiled, said hello to the ladies and went to the bathroom.
"Amei, what do you want?"
“Madam, I didn’t explain it clearly to the young mistress just now, and let her think you wanted to see the young master.
Now Sister Fang and Sister Xia are on their way to send the young master over." Sister Mei looked embarrassed. She had no idea what the young mistress asked. She couldn't just say that the mistress didn't miss the young master at all.
Problems are most likely to occur when passing messages between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law.
Yang Ying was surprised at first, then smiled knowingly, "It's okay, it's good to come over."
"When the little one comes, ask Mrs. Ding to take out four small pieces of chocolate that Yang Wanwan brought two days ago. Don't take more."
"Yes, ma'am."
Sister Mei heaved a sigh of relief and returned to the kitchen to check on the work of the two new maids.
“Don’t leave your medicine unattended when you are boiling it, and always go to the warehouse to check if the sunny wood you are using has gotten damp.
If you are running low on wood, you must report it to me immediately. Don’t be careless at all.”
The new maid was relatively young, so Sister Mei gave her more instructions.
"Sister Mei, I watched and followed the steps in the booklet, not missing a single step."
Xiaoya was tall and thin, wearing uniform servant clothes, with her hair and hands neatly combed.
She fanned herself with a fan and did not dare to take her eyes away from the medicine stove.
Xiaomei is a little chubby and has a pair of dimples when she smiles. She helps Mrs. Ding to process the fish maw that had been foamed yesterday, preparing to cook fish maw chicken later.
The young lady of the Zhong family loves to drink stewed soup and also likes to eat chicken very much.
Mrs. Ding has put a lot of effort into making fish maw chicken, boiled chicken, roast chicken...
After hearing Sister Mei's message, she started preparing meals for the young master.
The kitchen was bustling with activity.
The tea party in the hall began to get lively.
I heard his voice before I saw him.
"Bad guy! I'm going to destroy you!"
“Ouch~”
Mozi bumped into the steps and nearly fell, but was picked up in time by the quick-eyed and quick-handed bodyguard, like a flying pig.
"Hahahaha~ Mozhuzhu! You idiot!"
Youyou, who was running in front, looked back at his younger brother and giggled.
“Dengdengdeng—”
The two little ones chased after each other, ran into the hall, and plunged into the world of flowery skirts.
"Don't run! I'm going to catch you!"
Mozai kept chasing his brother and was sweating from exhaustion. He felt that everyone in the room was blocking his way and he wanted to push them all away.
“Hahahahaha~ You can’t catch it!”
Youyou is hiding everywhere. He is now playing the role of a robber and he must not let his brother catch him.
This running and chasing is really a big deal.
Curious about the wives and daughters of the young master of the Zhong family who rarely appears in public.
Now they are being used as shields.
Mrs. Li had her skirt pulled, Mrs. Lin had her legs hit, Lu Peirong had her pants touched, and Yang Wanwan was not spared either…
The two little troublemakers were running in circles around the coffee table.
Causing screams one after another.
Instead, they both just laughed.
Yang Ying had been bullied by the two little darlings many times and was used to it. She looked at the increasingly ugly faces of the crowd and couldn't help laughing in her heart.
I don't know where they went, but the two little guys' hands were dirty, and their dirty black hands left fingerprints everywhere.
Sister Fang and Sister Xia wanted to take the young master away, but seeing that the mistress had no intention of stopping them, they did not dare to make the decision on their own.
Mrs. Li smiled slightly, breaking the awkward atmosphere, "The two young masters are so lively and cute.
He looks solid and healthy, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, just like Master Zhong."
"Isn't that your younger brother holding the little wooden sword? He's so talented at such a young age."
Lu Peirong looked at the black handprints on her pants and forced a smile. She hated the little brat so much.
Yang Wanwan used a handkerchief to soak up the tea on her skirt and pretended to be in a good mood.
After all, he is her nephew, so it's hard to say anything.
Everyone else was furious inside, but they still had to rack their brains to come up with nice words to praise others.
…
"I'm so sorry, they are the only two little ones at home, and grandpa spoils them a lot, so they are very naughty."
Yang Ying covered her giggling mouth with a handkerchief and said some meaningless words.
As for why the baby is naughty, it must be her husband Zhong Bang who is to blame.
“…”
Everyone was slightly hesitant in drinking tea from their cups, with different expressions on their faces.
Although everyone felt somewhat uncomfortable, no one asked to leave, and no one dared to show any displeasure.
Otherwise, all the efforts of flattering and giving gifts over the past few days would be in vain.
“Pah-Pah—”
The wooden sword knocked on the coffee table. Little Uncle Mozai was tired from running, so he walked back to the nanny, took out the bottle from the cloth bag, and drank the milk to replenish water as if he was familiar with it.
Stop playing and take a break.
Youyou walked to his grandmother and reached out for a hug.
"Good afternoon, grandma."
After Yang Ying held him on her lap, he opened his big eyes and looked at the strangers in the room, then greeted them with a smile showing his millet teeth.
"Aunt, sister, good afternoon."
The women at the tea party were a little surprised that the little troublemaker was quite well behaved. He was not shy and even took the initiative to say hello.
They smiled and said good afternoon to him in groups of three or four.
Youyou leaned on grandma's arms, too obediently, "Grandma, where's mommy?"
Yang Ying sat up straight, afraid that the little guy would pull her hair or earrings if she wasn't paying attention.
"Your mommy is reading a book. She will be here soon."
It’s not very convenient to chat with children at home.
For a moment, the only sound in the hall was the sound of teacups hitting porcelain plates.
…
After eating the fruit upstairs, Lin Yiyi didn't rush downstairs. Instead, she went into the room and changed into a black sportswear.
Estimate the journey time.
She waited for a while before finally coming downstairs.
“Mommy!”
When Youyou saw his mommy appear, he smiled especially happily.
Mozi finished half a bottle of milk, pouted his lips and waited for the nanny to wipe his mouth, then ran to his mother's legs and asked for more milk.
"Mommy, where's Daddy?"
Lin Yiyi put her finger on the little guy's forehead to stop him from holding her trouser legs.
She smiled tenderly, her voice soft, "Big Hero Daddy has gone to class. He will be back by dinner time."
"oh."
Mozi couldn't get close to his mother, but he didn't make a fuss. He tilted his head and looked at her for a while, then turned around and picked up the small wooden sword from the coffee table to play with his brother.
Lu Peirong looked at the woman at the stairs and said with a smile, "Yiyi, you are really prepared."
Wear black sportswear, resistant to dirt.
Yang Wanwan smiled and said, "Cousin, come and sit down."
She always felt something was wrong with the way her new sister-in-law spoke.
Lin Yiyi walked over with a smile, ignoring Lu Peirong, and just greeted her as a formality without chatting with anyone else.
The only sound in the hall was the twins' giggling.
It broke everyone's thoughts of trying to persuade someone to open a back door to facilitate their lives.
Yang Ying didn't have to find reasons to refuse and felt relieved.
Like usual when there are many outsiders around, she can refuse directly or indirectly.
But it's annoying when people keep pestering you and pretending to be ignorant to each other without pointing it out or saying the truth.
...
Zhong Jiasheng at the Hong Kong University Library also felt annoyed.
He had clearly stated long ago that he was not single.
But there are always strange people who use borrowing books, asking for notes, or discussing topics as an excuse to get close to you.
Now she was asking him about his prom date.
"Stay away from me."
Zhong Jiasheng glanced at her coldly, his lips twitched slightly, and he spoke harshly.
It doesn't matter whether it's a man or a woman, he has no time to give face to anyone when he is unhappy.
"Zhong Jiasheng, don't speak too much!"
Mi Wenya, a recognized beauty, was humiliated for the first time. Her cheeks turned red and she felt extremely embarrassed.
He raised his hand and took the ink bottle on the table and splashed it on the person.
Zhong Jiasheng hit her with his backhand, which made her numb.
“Crash—”
The ink splashed all over Mi Wenya herself.
The already quiet library fell into deathly silence.
All eyes were looking this way.
A rich young man and a poor beautiful woman.
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