"Ye, why is she here?" Wan Zishan remembered that Mo Feixue was just a small employee in the company, so how could she be in Ye's villa?

She remembered the online report that day. Does Ye really have anything to do with this woman?

Thinking of this, Wan Zishan's face became increasingly ugly. She finally found out that Ye lived here, why is this woman here?

"She is the servant here." Leng Qianye walked downstairs step by step.

Maid, will Ye still send a maid? Wan Zishan was still unhappy and let Mo Feixue stay by Ye's side as if a time bomb was placed.

Wan Zishan remained silent and took out her signature smile. She stepped forward and held Leng Qianye's arm, like a little bird lying on others.

"Ye, Gao Li called and said that it was true that we were engaged in three days?" Wan Zishan couldn't believe it was true when she received the call, because Leng Qianye had never told her about getting engaged.

This news came too suddenly for her.

"It's true." Leng Qianye replied expressionlessly.

They were getting engaged, and Mo Feixue and Aunt Feng were both stunned. The news was so exciting.

After getting Leng Qianye's affirmative answer, Wan Zishan was so excited that she could finally marry Leng Qianye. Although it was not a marriage, as long as she was engaged, there would not be too many variables.

"Ye, you are so good." Wan Zishan tiptoed and was about to kiss Leng Qianye. He stretched out his hand and stopped Wan Zishan's kiss.

He didn't like other women to kiss him, but he actually kissed Mo Feixue unnaturally yesterday, which was completely uncontrollable.

Every time Wan Zishan wants to get closer to Leng Qianye, she is always rejected by him. She is very unhappy, but as long as Leng Qianye is willing to marry her, she has the ability to change him and she has the confidence.

"Ye, I'm hungry." Wan Zishan said pitifully. The international superstar looked like a little woman in front of Leng Qianye.

"I won't do it yet." Leng Qianye's sharp voice sounded.

"I'll do it now." Mo Feixue hurriedly responded. She is now a maid from Leng Qianye's family, so she should do it naturally.

After Mo Feixue took a few steps, Wan Zishan's voice sounded, "Wait."

"Miss Wan has any other instructions?" Mo Feixue was like a little maid at this moment, waiting for the future young lady to give instructions.

She no longer has the courage to call Wan Zishan Sister Zishan. She is a slave, a low-key slave, and she is not worthy of calling her.

"I want to eat steak. A steak that is cooked with six cents cannot be more or less. There is also eight-treasure porridge, and the rice grains of the porridge cannot be rotten." Wan Zishan gave the commander like a wealthy young lady.

Mo Feixue bit her lip. Although she had learned to make steak, it was too difficult to make steak that could not be cooked with six cents and eight-treasure porridge that could not rot even with a grain of rice.

Although she knew that Wan Zishan was deliberately making things difficult for her, she had to endure it in order to save Niannian. She also tried her best to do her best in view of her helping herself.

Leng Qianye's eyes were dark, but he didn't say anything.

Aunt Feng didn't care whether Leng Qianye would talk about her or not, and she also ran to the kitchen to help.

"Feixue, that Miss Wan is deliberately making things difficult for you. Did you have a holiday with her before?" Aunt Feng was worried for Mo Feixue. She really became the hostess here, Mo Feixue and them

Do these servants have a good life?

A smile appeared on Mo Feixue's face, "Aunt Feng, you're thinking too much. Miss Wan is a very good person, she won't make things difficult for me."

Wan Zishan once helped her, but she didn't want to say bad things about her.

"You child is so kind." Anyone with a discerning eye could see that Wan Zishan was making things difficult for her, and only she, the fool, was still talking to her.

It turns out that the famous stars with great popularity on TV are just that, they are just more beautiful than ordinary people.

Mo Feixue was frying steak in the pot, and suddenly she almost fainted when she swung her eyes. Fortunately, Aunt Feng helped her hold her.

"Feixue, did your fever not go away at all? Why don't I do this? You go and have a rest first?"

"Aunt Feng, I'm fine, I can do it."

Aunt Feng sighed silently, "You kid is really the same as Niannian, you really can't do anything to you."

Of course, Aunt Feng didn’t know that Mo Feixue was Niannian’s aunt, otherwise she wouldn’t have said that.

Half an hour later, the six-point steak that Wan Zishan asked for was finally fried. Mo Feixue brought the steak to Wan Zishan, "Please try it with Miss Wan."

The steak is bright in color, making people feel appetite-filled.

Wan Zishan cut a small piece of beef and put it in her mouth. Although it is not as good as a five-star chef, the taste is not too bad. She vomited it out after chewing it and vomited it directly on Mo Feixue's body.

, a stain was stained on her pink clothes.

Immediately afterwards, Wan Zishan's voice sounded, and although his tone was not heavy, it was full of lethality. "The steak is burnt."

"I'm sorry, I didn't do it well. Why don't you drink some porridge first and I'll make another steak."

Tolerance, tolerance, tolerance, these three words are like engraved into Mo Feixue's heart. Even if she knows that Wan Zishan is deliberately targeting her, she will still endure it.

Mo Feixue brought out the steaming eight-treasure porridge from the kitchen again. Her head was so dizzy that she tried to calm herself down.

Wan Zishan suddenly stretched out her right foot. Mo Feixue's head was so dizzy that she didn't see it at all. Then the tragic thing happened. Mo Feixue was tripped and fell to the ground with the man and the bowl.

"Bang..." The bowl fell into pieces and the porridge in the bowl also dispersed.

Mo Feixue's hand was falling on the broken bowl. The pieces of the bowl pierced into the meat, and the heat of the porridge burned the injured hand again.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean it, are you okay?" Although Wan Zishan apologized, a smug smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

Aunt Feng glared at Wan Zishan fiercely and ran over to help Mo Feixue up. She pricked her hands with broken bowls, and her hands were covered with palms and fingers. The whole hand was bloody and bloody. As the saying goes, ten fingers were connected to the heart, which showed that the pain was very heavy.

Mo Feixue gritted her teeth tightly, and did not make any sound.

"Feixue, go, I'll go and apply medicine to you." Aunt Feng helped Mo Feixue leave.

What kind of famous star is this? It's simply a scorpion heart.

Leng Qianye had obvious anger in his eyes, and his whole body was shrouded in haze.

He didn't like women playing tricks in front of him, he approached Wan Zishan step by step.

Wan Zishan was forced to the dining table. Looking at Leng Qianye who was about to explode, her back felt cold.

"night......"

"How did you find this place?" Leng Qianye's domineering tone could not be refused.

Wan Zishan wanted him to settle the score in the autumn. She didn't want to force her like this, but she was too much.

"I......"

"Speak quickly." Leng Qianye's voice resounded throughout the restaurant.

Wan Zishan trembled all over and didn't dare to look up at Leng Qianye. She knew that Leng Qianye was dangerous, but she still couldn't help but want to get close.

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