The girl knew that she had made a mistake and immediately knelt down to beg Xiang Zichen. However, Xiang Zichen was always very skillful in doing things and he did not like disobedient women.
After picking up the phone, the bodyguard immediately walked in and dragged the girl out...
Xiang Zichen just said softly: "It hurts her face."
The girl changed color when she heard the sound and cried loudly: "Master Chen, no, please let me go."
But her words were of no help. No one could change Xiang Zichen's decision...
The personal doctor re-bandaged Huang Qiao's wound and repeatedly warned: "Master, the injury of the young lady is already serious. You must handle it carefully, otherwise scars will remain on your forehead."
"Yes, I understand." Xiang Zichen also didn't expect that Huang Qiao would be scarred because he brought back that brainless woman.
"Does it hurt?" Xiang Zichen touched the wound carefully.
"It doesn't hurt." For some reason, Huang Qiao just refused to show strength in front of him.
Xiang Zichen saw Huang Qiao's thoughts, raised his lips, and then pressed her wound hard...
Huang Qiao's whole body immediately trembled. People who have not experienced this kind of pain will not understand.
"It depends on how stubborn you are, I tell you, I won't mind a lady with scars." Xiang Zichen warned.
Huang Qiao smiled provocatively: "I don't mind my appearance either. Anyway, I'm already married."
"Very good, Huang Qiao, you have a lot of character, I like it." Xiang Zichen's eyes became dark.
"Thank you Mr. Xiang for your appreciation. I will always maintain my style in the future." Huang Qiao said with a smile.
Xiang Zichen snorted and left. It was the first time he saw such a stubborn woman like Huang Qiao. No matter what happened, she never complained or complained about others. However, she had a fatal weakness, which was not to hurt her family.
Perhaps it was this weakness that gave Xiang Zichen the opportunity to live with her. Otherwise, I'm afraid the two of them would never have any intersection in their lives.
For the first time, Xiang Zichen didn't touch her. They slept in the same bed at night, but each slept in his own separate room. Xiang Zichen didn't speak, and she didn't ask anything.
six o'clock in the morning
The housekeeper Michelle began to knock on the door hurriedly and call her name. She opened her eyes dimly and opened the door: "Is something wrong?"
"Young madam, the old madam has told you to get up early every day to make breakfast for the old madam and the young master." Michelle's expression was dull, as if she were a robot.
"What? Don't we have a servant to make breakfast?" Huang Qiao asked almost frantically.
"The old lady said she wants to eat breakfast made by you."
"Okay, I understand." Huang Qiao was about to close the door after saying this.
Michelle added: "The old lady also said that the daughter-in-law is actually just a servant in the family, so I ask the young lady to consciously do housework in the future."
"What did you say?" Huang Qiao thought she didn't hear clearly. The old witch asked her to do housework. What is the concept of asking herself to do housework in such a big family?
"This is what the old lady said. If you have any objections, young madam, you can go to the old lady." After Michelle finished speaking, she turned and left.
Huang Qiao changed her clothes and was about to go to the kitchen. Xiang Zichen opened her eyes and smiled: "Honey, I want to eat poached eggs."
Huang Qiao slammed the door. She knew that the old witch was clearly trying to make things difficult for her, but she couldn't let her knock her down. She just let herself do it.
She used to study in France and often cooked by herself. After a while, hot bread, ham, and poached omelettes were ready. Huang Qiao finished filling the milk, and just in time, Xiang Zichen and the old witch came out to eat.
The old witch glanced at the breakfast and immediately said with a cold face: "Don't you know I only eat Chinese food?"
"What do you mean?" Huang Qiao looked at the old witch in confusion.
Xiang Zichen picked up the milk and said with a smile: "I forgot to tell you, I like to eat Western food, but my mother can only eat Chinese food, so please make a porridge, pickles, and by the way, don't bring meat in the steamed buns. My mother
Only vegetarian stuffing.”
Huang Qiao stood there and was furious. The old witch picked up the milk and fried eggs in front of her and threw them to the ground with a clatter...