Ning Yazhi took the breakfast from Aunt Yun and started to devour it without paying much attention to it. She had eaten nothing all day yesterday.
If she hadn't stayed in the heavy rain for a day on an empty stomach, she wouldn't have fallen ill so fragilely. The last time she fell ill was five years ago.
She had been in good health since she was a child, and with regular exercise, she was almost insulated from germs. Unexpectedly, she only stayed in Mu's house for less than two days when she fell ill due to Mu Chengfeng's torment.
Aunt Yun said pitifully: "You eat slowly, I'm going to prepare breakfast. I just got a call and there are a lot of things in the refrigerator that need to be cleaned."
"Aunt Yun, I'll go over and help you later." Ning Yazhi said while eating.
"These are your clothes. I have washed them and dried them."
Ning Yazhi was moved: "Aunt Yun, thank you." Apart from Sister Li and An An, Aunt Yun was the only person who was unconditionally good to her.
Aunt Yun smiled slightly and glanced at her: "Why are you so polite?" Compared with other little girls, she felt that Ning Yazhi had a kind of frankness and frankness that made her like her.
After a pause, she said: "In order to get close to the young master, many girls try their best to sneak in and work as maids. They don't know how to work as maids at all. I remember you because even though you were a substitute, you also did
To the best of your ability, prove that you are a serious and good girl, I like you."
Ning Yazhi's face heated up slightly: "Don't you think I'm pretending to seduce Mr. Mu?"
Aunt Yun smiled: "Whether you are pretending or not, I can tell at a glance."
Ning Yazhi finished her breakfast and was holding a basin. She happened to see Liangliang wearing Mu Chengfeng's shirt, revealing a pair of slender thighs. Liangliang smiled arrogantly and called to her: "Hey, stop."
Ning Yazhi stood still and looked calmly at Liangliang's face, which was still wearing exquisite makeup in the room. She held back the anger in her heart. She was by no means a believer. If Liangliang challenged her patience again, she would not guarantee that she would give up her hand.
The basin was slapped on Liang Liang's face.
"What's up?"
"Where are the things I asked you to buy yesterday?" Liang Liang asked arrogantly.
There was a hint of ridicule in Ning Yazhi's eyes, and her voice was still a little hoarse, "I didn't buy it."
"What, you didn't buy it? Then why did you come back?" Liang Liang walked up to her with arrogance: "If you can't even do what the master ordered you to do, what qualifications do you have to work here?"
Ning Yazhi said coldly: "I'm sorry, I only have one master, and that is Mr. Mu." The implication is, who are you? Why should you scold her like a master?
Of course Liangliang heard what she meant, and said angrily: "I am a woman from Chengfeng, and sooner or later I will become the hostess here. How dare you offend me?"
Ning Yazhi laughed: "Yes, I have offended you, so what?" There was no need to look down upon a bad woman who almost killed her.
What's more, she never thought that Mu Chengfeng would marry the woman in front of him. To him, she was just a bed partner. That man had no heart at all, so how could he easily like any woman.
Liang Liang raised her hand, but Ning Yazhi quickly stopped her, "You are a singer, not an actor. Don't act like a slap in the face. I am not a little pitiful person who will let you bully me."
"You are so brave, how dare you speak to me like this?!" Liangliang's eyes widened in disbelief.