357. Chapter 357 Open your mouth and drink chicken soup
"..." Upon hearing this, the little maid choked heavily.
She had been talking earnestly and patiently for several hours, and her lips were almost worn out, but Mu Wanqing couldn't eat anything and still refused to eat. She was really about to cry.
If the eldest young master comes back soon and knows the situation, will he kill her with one palm?!
Death really doesn't matter.
She is only afraid of losing this job.
Although working in Muyuan requires you to be cautious at all times, and no matter what you do, you must be stricter and harsher than other wealthy compounds, but the salary is high, and Yang Mufan also provides them with five insurances and one housing fund, which is not
They need to pay a penny.
She really didn't know where else to find a place with better welfare benefits than here after leaving Muyuan.
Just when she was at a loss and didn't know how to deal with it, Yang Mufan came in.
The moment the little maid saw Yang Mufan, every hair on her body stood up in horror. She stared at him with extremely frightened and fearful eyes.
I was deeply afraid that he would be angry.
"Give me the chicken soup." Yang Mufan said calmly.
As if she had received a great favor, the little maid hurriedly brought the chicken soup forward: "Master, chicken soup."
"You have nothing to do here, go out first." Huangfu Yu ordered in a low voice.
The little maid nodded and then carefully exited the room.
The moment the door was gently closed, Yang Mufan looked away and looked down at the chicken soup in his hand, which had gone cold.
After pouring it out, he filled a new bowl. Yang Mufan sat down on the edge of the bed and skillfully used a spoon to adjust the boiling chicken soup to the appropriate temperature. He took a spoonful, put it to his lips, blew on it, and leaned forward slightly.
Feed her something to drink:
"First drink some chicken soup to moisten your throat and warm your stomach. Then what do you want to eat? I'll ask the kitchen to prepare it for you!! But you are injured, so you can only eat light food."
Mu Wanqing stared at the chicken soup that was brought to her mouth and said coldly: "I say for the last time, I don't want to eat it. I want to go home."
Yang Mufan directly ignored it, but still patiently coaxed him in a good-tempered manner: "I heard from Aunt Yun that you didn't eat anything after you woke up. Be good, open your mouth and drink chicken soup..."
Saying that, Yang Mufan stuffed the spoon into her mouth.
Seeing that he automatically blocked her words, Mu Wanqing couldn't help but get angry. Her beautiful eyes darkened, and she raised her hand to overturn the chicken soup without any politeness, spilling the soup all over Yang Mufan.
She roared angrily: "Yang Mufan, did you hear what I was saying?! I said, I don't want to drink chicken soup, I want to go home!!"
The chicken soup rolled rapidly along Yang Mufan's precious white shirt and fell onto the quilt. Yang Mufan stiffened his limbs and remained motionless. A trace of cunning and darkness flashed across his handsome face and black eyes.
Just when Mu Wanqing thought that Yang Mufan would explode completely, he went back to ladling the chicken soup that was warming on the electric stove as if nothing had happened.
After filling a large bowl, Yang Mufan carefully poured the soup into her mouth while scooping up the chicken soup.
But when he came closer, Mu Wanqing waved with greater strength.
The hot chicken soup that had just come out of the oven was poured all over Yang Mufan's left hand holding the bowl.
In an instant, the back of his hand was burned crimson, and tiny blisters even appeared.
Time seems to have stopped.
The room was completely silent.
Yang Mufan quietly looked at the back of his burned hand and Mu Wanqing's sneer-like eyes for a few seconds. Finally, he couldn't control his emotions. He was so angry that it was like a volcano erupting. He gritted his teeth and yelled in a gloomy manner: "
Mu Wanqing, don’t be so shameless and disrespectful. I am able to feed you chicken soup myself. It is a blessing you have earned in eight lifetimes. Forget it, you are ungrateful. You damn thing, you actually burned me?! I look at you,
It’s hard to live without patience—” “…” Upon hearing this, the little maid choked heavily.
She had been talking earnestly and patiently for several hours, and her lips were almost worn out, but Mu Wanqing couldn't eat anything and still refused to eat. She was really about to cry.
If the eldest young master comes back soon and knows the situation, will he kill her with one palm?!
Death really doesn't matter.
She is only afraid of losing this job.
Although working in Muyuan requires you to be cautious at all times, and no matter what you do, you must be stricter and harsher than other wealthy compounds, but the salary is high, and Yang Mufan also provides them with five insurances and one housing fund, which is not
They need to pay a penny.
She really didn't know where else to find a place with better welfare benefits than here after leaving Muyuan.
Just when she was at a loss and didn't know how to deal with it, Yang Mufan came in.
The moment the little maid saw Yang Mufan, every hair on her body stood up in horror. She stared at him with extremely frightened and fearful eyes.
I was deeply afraid that he would be angry.
"Give me the chicken soup." Yang Mufan said calmly.
As if she had received a great favor, the little maid hurriedly brought the chicken soup forward: "Master, chicken soup."
"You have nothing to do here, go out first." Huangfu Yu ordered in a low voice.
The little maid nodded and then carefully exited the room.
The moment the door was gently closed, Yang Mufan looked away and looked down at the chicken soup in his hand, which had gone cold.
After pouring it out, he filled a new bowl. Yang Mufan sat down on the edge of the bed and skillfully used a spoon to adjust the boiling chicken soup to the appropriate temperature. He took a spoonful, put it to his lips, blew on it, and leaned forward slightly.
Feed her something to drink:
"First drink some chicken soup to moisten your throat and warm your stomach. Then what do you want to eat? I'll ask the kitchen to prepare it for you!! But you are injured, so you can only eat light food."
Mu Wanqing stared at the chicken soup that was brought to her mouth and said coldly: "I say for the last time, I don't want to eat it. I want to go home."
Yang Mufan directly ignored it, but still patiently coaxed him in a good-tempered manner: "I heard from Aunt Yun that you didn't eat anything after you woke up. Be good, open your mouth and drink chicken soup..."
Saying that, Yang Mufan stuffed the spoon into her mouth.
Seeing that he automatically blocked her words, Mu Wanqing couldn't help but get angry. Her beautiful eyes darkened, and she raised her hand to overturn the chicken soup without any politeness, spilling the soup all over Yang Mufan.
She roared angrily: "Yang Mufan, did you hear what I was saying?! I said, I don't want to drink chicken soup, I want to go home!!"
The chicken soup rolled rapidly along Yang Mufan's precious white shirt and fell onto the quilt. Yang Mufan stiffened his limbs and remained motionless. A trace of cunning and darkness flashed across his handsome face and black eyes.
Just when Mu Wanqing thought that Yang Mufan would explode completely, he went back to ladling the chicken soup that was warming on the electric stove as if nothing had happened.
After filling a large bowl, Yang Mufan carefully poured the soup into her mouth while scooping up the chicken soup.
But when he came closer, Mu Wanqing waved with greater strength.
The hot chicken soup that had just come out of the oven was poured all over Yang Mufan's left hand holding the bowl.
In an instant, the back of his hand was burned crimson, and tiny blisters even appeared.
Time seems to have stopped.
The room was completely silent.
Yang Mufan quietly looked at the back of his burned hand and Mu Wanqing's sneer-like eyes for a few seconds. Finally, he couldn't control his emotions. He was so angry that it was like a volcano erupting. He gritted his teeth and yelled in a gloomy manner: "
Mu Wanqing, don’t be so shameless and disrespectful. I am able to feed you chicken soup myself. It is a blessing you have earned in eight lifetimes. Forget it, you are ungrateful. You damn thing, you actually burned me?! I look at you,
