A seductive smile appeared on his indifferent lips, and he agreed smoothly, "In this case, let her serve everyone well as an apology. If you need anything, just send her."
He knew that these women must have plenty of ways to torture her, which would be much more interesting than slapping her.
Wang Aoshuang glanced at the proud woman, gritted her teeth, and turned to leave.
The pain on her palms became more and more obvious, as if a piece of red carbon was stuck to the wound. It was burning, entering her heart and lungs, and the pain made her sweat.
She rinsed it in front of cold water for a while, then found toothpaste and applied a thick layer on her hands. The mint coolness of the toothpaste covered up the heat, so the pain eased a little.
She took the time to prepare the food right away, otherwise, after a long time, this group of people would use the topic again.
Fortunately, she lived alone before and did everything by herself, so she was proficient in housework and cooking.
An hour later, a large table of meals was finally ready.
Wang Aoshuang put the food on the table and was about to find gauze to wrap her palms when Lan Yuchi's cold voice came from behind her, "Stop, don't you know that the servants should be waiting beside the master when he is eating?"
Wang Aoshuang could only retreat and stood aside expressionlessly.
Lan Yuchi's cold voice came over again, "Your face seems to be in mourning. Whoever can bear to face you, just smile for me."
Wang Aoshuang grabbed the palm of her hand and tried her best to suppress the anger in her heart. She knew that she was outnumbered by herself, and there was no benefit in confronting them head-on. It would only make her situation more difficult. So, she could only force out a smile.
"Give me a bowl of soup." Irene raised her chin and looked at her with her peripheral vision.
Holding her breath, Wang Aoshuang helped her fill the soup and handed it to her.
When Irene took the soup, her hand shook deliberately, and the whole bowl of hot soup fell on Wang Aoshuang's burned palm.
The scalding soup fell on the scalded skin, which undoubtedly made things worse. Wang Aoshuang couldn't help but cry out in pain, "Ah..."
"It's like a ghost crying and a wolf howling, and it doesn't make anyone have an appetite to eat." Lan Yuchi glanced at her with sharp eyes. She was just burned and spread, not cut by a knife.
Wang Aoshuang was so painful that she almost burst into tears. She swallowed the pain, her eyes filled with stubbornness, and she stood back to the side with strong support.
But how could these women let her go so easily?
Not long after we started eating, a woman with a delicate appearance like a fairy glanced at the fish on the table and raised her eyebrows critically, "Are you good at cooking? This fish smells fishy before it even enters your mouth?"
Wang Aoshuang didn't know that this woman was deliberately stirring up trouble, so she said calmly: "Maybe she's cold."
Another woman also picked up a piece of beef and spat it out as soon as she put it in her mouth. She yelled, "Why is this beef so fried that it can't be chewed even if you break your teeth?"
Wang Aoshuang stared straight at the ground and ignored the woman's words. As the saying goes, there is no need to blame someone if you want to.
"This braised pork is so fatty, I'll make you fat after eating it." Another woman said in a coquettish voice.
"This lamb chop is so burnt when you eat it, you'll get angry and get acne," another woman complained.
“This shrimp tastes so salty.”
“This Mapo Tofu is so spicy.”…
A group of women are unscrupulous in criticizing all the dishes.
Lan Yuchi's face was as dark as a black bean, and his voice was as cold as ice, "I've done them all."