When Leng Qianye changed his clothes, a faint fragrance came from the restaurant, which made people's appetites bloom.

When he walked to the dining table and saw walnuts and shrimps in the porridge, he reminded him of his mother. He remembered that when he was a child, his mother also liked to make this porridge for the whole family. His mother said that this porridge is nutritious and much more nutritious than bread. However, since his mother died, he has never eaten this porridge again. Even if Aunt Feng cooks it deliciously, it is not the taste of her mother.

Leng Qianye sat down and couldn't help but pick up a spoon and scoop a spoonful of porridge and feed it into his mouth. The porridge melted in his mouth, which was very delicious. What's even more strange is that the taste of this porridge is exactly the same as the porridge made by his mother.

Leng Qianye unknowingly finished a bowl of porridge, and the milk and bread on it did not move at all.

"Do you still want it?" Mo Feixue thought Leng Qianye would pour out the porridge again and deliberately make things difficult for her, but he didn't expect that he would finish drinking it all.

Leng Qianye turned around and saw Mo Feixue wearing Aunt Feng's clothes. He frowned. The clothes were too dissuasive and ugly.

"Aunt Feng went to buy some sets of fitting clothes for Mo Feixue." He was not as poor as he was too poor to wear clothes. If anyone else saw this, he would not laugh out loud.

"No need, I'll just come home and get a few sets of clothes." Mo Feixue rushed to say, and by the way, she went back to meet Xia Qingqing and Su Bing. She left like this yesterday, and they must be very worried.

"No." Leng Qianye threw Fangpa, who was wiping his mouth, heavily on the table.

Mo Feixue was shocked. She dared not say anything. She asked him for help and could not make him angry. It would be better to contact them again if you have the chance in the future.

She knew her current situation and she was imprisoned by Leng Qianye and had no freedom at all.

Leng Qianye walked to the door and heard a cold voice, "Aunt Feng quit all the maids, let Mo Feixue do the hygiene and cooking in the future, and you can't help her."

Leng Qianye knew that Aunt Feng was soft-hearted and would definitely help Mo Feixue, so he had to get a precaution in advance. Mo Feixue was here to be a slave, not to enjoy the happiness. Mo Feixue caused the company's reputation to be damaged. He was already kind without a shot.

Mo Feixue and Aunt Feng were both surprised when they heard this, especially Mo Feixue, who was shocked. Leng Qianye regarded herself as a maid. For such a big villa, how long does it take to clean it alone? Maybe she can't finish it from morning to night.

This made her dignity trampled mercilessly by Leng Qianye again, but she had no choice but to endure it until the day Niannian was saved. At that time, she would escape as far as she could with Niannian, and it would be best not to see this person in her entire life.

Mo Feixue's head was dizzy and broke a bowl while cleaning the dishes. She was shocked. You should know how much a bowl of this kind of wealthy family would be worth. However, Aunt Feng didn't blame her, but just asked her to be careful when working in the future. Fortunately, she only saw it this time. If the young master saw it, he would be angry again.

After Mo Feixue washed the dishes, Aunt Feng had already bought her several sets of clothes, all of which were the most popular styles this year, including pink and lilac.

"Feixue, come and try to fit it. I don't know how big you wear. I just asked the salesperson to get the smallest digit. You should be able to wear it so thin."

Mo Feixue didn't want to go over to try on clothes. She was here to be a servant, so how could she wear such beautiful clothes? In the end, under Aunt Feng's insistence, she had to change her clothes.

A set of pink fresh clothes worn on Mo Feixue made her look particularly pure and beautiful.

"Feixue, you are so beautiful." Aunt Feng sighed sincerely. It was really aggrieved that she was such a beautiful girl to be a maid.

"Thank you, Aunt Feng, but I can't wear this dress." You can tell the price of it based on the quality and style of the dress. She doesn't want to owe Leng Qianye anymore.

"Feixue, just put it on. You can't wear the clothes of me, the old lady. Besides, when the young master comes back, he will be angry when he sees you. Sometimes if you are not so stubborn, the young master will not make things difficult for you." Just like last night, the young master had already spared her and asked her to come in, but this girl was very stubborn and forced her to kneel until dawn.

Aunt Feng is right. Since Leng Qianye wants her to change her clothes, she has no choice.

Mo Feixue was in a daze and pale face. Aunt Feng saw something was wrong. How could a girl bear it after being soaked in the rain all night.

"Feixue, are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?" Aunt Feng helped Mo Feixue sit on the sofa.

"Just a little dizzy."

Aunt Feng put her hand on Mo Feixue's forehead, and her face turned dark, "You have a fever, I'll call the young master."

When he mentioned Leng Qianye, Mo Feixue felt panicked, "No need, Aunt Feng's house has antipyretics, I'll be fine if I take some medicine." Mo Feixue lay weakly on the sofa. If he called Leng Qianye now, he would definitely think he was pretending to be sick, and it would be even more troublesome at that time.

"You have such a severe fever, how can you just take some antipyretics?"

But Aunt Feng couldn't make any decisions about some things, so she had to grab the landline on the side to call Leng Qianye. Mo Feixue's eyes lit up when she saw the landline. Why did she forget that there were landlines here and she could call out.

Mo Feixue was so focused on looking at the landline that she didn't hear anything Aunt Feng and Leng Qianye said.

Aunt Feng hung up the phone and walked over, "Feixue, go back to your room to rest first, the doctor will come soon."

I thought the young master would only ask Mo Feixue to go out to see a doctor at most, but I didn't expect that the young master would ask President Wu from the Angel Hospital to come over. It seems that the young master really cares about Feixue.

Aunt Feng took Mo Feixue to the room on the first floor. When she opened the door, Mo Feixue was stunned. Is this really her room? It is a hundred times better than the room she rented. Do all the maids here live in such a good room?

There are wardrobe, TV, air conditioning and bathroom in the room.

But Mo Feixue was so tired. Shortly after Aunt Feng left, she fell asleep on the window. She was sleeping uneasy. She felt like she was in a fire. She kicked the quilt open, and then she felt like she was closing the ice cave and shivered. She wrapped the quilt around her body. It was so uncomfortable.

Mo Feixue vaguely heard the knock on the door in her sleep.

"Feixue, Dean Wu is here." Aunt Feng's voice was outside.

"Yeah." Mo Feixue just responded softly. She really didn't have the strength to get up and open the door.

The body became hot and cold for a while, and the bones all over the body seemed to be falling apart, and the pain was very painful. Except for the time when she fell into the sea and was rescued by her sister, she rarely got such a serious illness. It was true that no good thing happened to Leng Qianye since she met Leng Qianye.

Aunt Feng pushed open the door and came in directly, followed by Wu Zhonglun and a nurse.
Chapter completed!