After giving birth to hot searches, the president of the empire came to coax the baby every night

"Hmph!" Mo Yan turned her face away angrily.

There is no way to repay the grace of saving lives, so why did the young master owe them nothing.

Her status in this family is not comparable to ordinary servants!

Even the woman who clung to the young master was incomparable.

Thinking of Shi Muran, Mo Yan's eyes flashed fiercely twice, full of jealousy.

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The next day.

At that time, Muran had just finished breastfeeding, so she asked Aunt Zhang to carry her to the babysitter.

Mo Yan came in with lunch.

Shi Muran happened to be hungry, so she packed her clothes and went to the table to sit down.

Mo Yan put the lunch in front of her, and the moment she put it down, Shi Muran's expression changed.

"Why is this soup so oily?"

"Young Madam, the people in the kitchen said that this soup needs to be stewed with so much oil. Otherwise, Young Madam, you will dislike it again." Mo Yan stood up straight, but his words were still confident.

"Did you do it on purpose?"

Shi Muran asked with a sullen face.

The top chef of Tianyu Villa, can he even stew chicken soup well?

Obviously intentional.

"Young Madam, look at what you said. You are in confinement, who would dare to deliberately make things difficult for you. But don't make things difficult for the kitchen staff. Chicken soup can only be stewed like this, so you can just drink it."

"Take it down."

Shi Muran was too lazy to say anything to Mo Yan, she didn't want to drink the soup, and picked up chopsticks to eat.

Seeing this, Mo Yan directly picked up the bowl of chicken soup that night, and drank it clean in one gulp.

Shi Muran's eating movements froze, and she looked at her in disbelief.

Did she let her drink it?

Mo Yan wiped her greasy mouth, when she saw Mu Ran looked over, she deliberately smiled and said: "Young Madam, this soup is so delicious, it would be a waste if you don't drink it. I won't disturb your meal, let's go down first."

Mo Yan dropped the words, took the soup bowl, twisted her buttocks and left proudly.

Shi Muran quietly watched her leave.

After a while, he put down his chopsticks coldly.

If the tiger doesn't show its power, do you really think she is a sick cat?

She Shi Muran has never been a soft persimmon, allowing others to bully her.

Looking at the dishes on the table, a dark light flashed faintly in the quiet woman's bright black eyes.

In the evening, Mo Yan delivered dinner in person again.

Shi Muran took a look, the chicken soup was still greasy.

"You go out."

When Mo Yan saw it, Mu Ran was not angry, thinking she had compromised, her face was even more smug, she didn't even say hello, she turned around and walked away proudly.

"Aunt Zhang, come in."

As soon as Mo Yan left, Shi Muran yelled outside.

Aunt Zhang stood guard outside the door all the time, and hurried in after hearing the words.

"Young lady, what are your orders?"

"Is Young Master Li dealing with business upstairs now?"

"Yes, after the young master visited the young master in the afternoon, he has been dealing with business upstairs." Aunt Zhang said truthfully.

"Well, after 10 minutes, you go upstairs and tell the young master, just say, the young lady went to the kitchen to make soup and accidentally got burned."

"what?"

Before Aunt Zhang could react, Shi Muran got up and walked outside.

Aunt Zhang hurried over to look at the dinner on the table.

I saw a layer of oil floating on the chicken soup.

She frowned suddenly.

The young lady has long said that she would not drink such oily soup, why is the kitchen still making it so oily?

10 minutes……

Aunt Zhang quickly looked up at the clock on the wall, counting the time silently.

It's not too far from Shi Muran's room to the kitchen in the main house.

On the way Shi Muran went to the kitchen, no one paid attention.

After all, she can't go out during confinement, and she walks back and forth in the main house every day.

In addition to the second floor, the first floor is visited several times a day.

Mo Yan sat on the sofa, and Mu Ran didn't say hello when she saw it, and just trimmed the flowers and branches on her own.

Now that the peach blossoms in Houshan are in full bloom, she specially asked someone to pick some flower branches and put them in the main house.

When Mu Ran walked to the kitchen, the chefs were still cleaning the kitchen.

When they saw Shi Muran, everyone didn't say hello immediately, but after giving each other a wink, they nodded slightly at Shi Muran.

Shi Muran ignored it directly, looked around the kitchen, walked to the casserole for stewing soup, and took a look.

At first glance, it was almost full of oil, and even the chicken could not be seen.

The faces of several chefs changed when they saw this.

One chef made a gesture to step forward to explain something, but the other chef stopped him and looked at Shi Muran with eyes watching the show.

Shi Muran didn't say anything, opened the refrigerator, and after a selection, took out some freshly chopped chicken ingredients.

Then he stared at the fine casserole.

It seems to be researching how to use it.

From the beginning to the end, the cooks stood aside and watched the show, and no one came forward to ask if they needed help.

Shi Muran calculated the time, reached out and moved the casserole, intending to fill it out.

While moving, she deliberately touched the edge of the steaming casserole with her wrist.

"what!"

With a sudden scream, she withdrew her hand.

"Young lady!"

Seeing that Mu Ran was scalded, all the cooks panicked and stepped forward.

But what they couldn't figure out was that this casserole was so big and had two handles, how could the young lady still be scalded?

Shi Muran ignored these people, but clutched his wrist, squatting down in pain.

Many servants rushed over when they heard Shi Muran's cry.

Mo Yan, who was pruning flower branches, also heard the cry, and before she could rush over, she saw Li Junhan's figure hurried downstairs from upstairs.

And Aunt Zhang walked behind him, but Aunt Zhang's legs couldn't keep up with the man's long legs at all.

Mo Yan looked at Aunt Zhang, and faintly sensed that something was wrong, she quickly dropped the flower branch in her hand, and rushed towards the kitchen surrounded by people.

Li Junhan hurried to the kitchen, and the servants retreated consciously.

The first thing he saw was the little girl in thin pajamas, squatting helplessly on the ground.

When she realized that he was coming, she turned her head to look at him, her eyes were red and crystal clear tears were rolling in her eyes, but they didn't fall out, innocent and pitiful.

Seeing such aggrieved appearance, Li Junhan's heart throbbed for the first time.

"How is this going?"

He turned his eyes away and glanced angrily at the servants in the kitchen.

"Young Madam, she..."

"I'm here to make soup, because the soup made in the kitchen is either too oily or tastes too weird. I've said it several times, but it's still the same. Mo Yan said, it's my own problem, and I think so, so, I don't want to bother everyone, I want to come and make my own soup..."

Shi Muran interrupted the servant, and after explaining weakly, she looked at her red wrist.

The tears that had been rolling in the eye sockets finally fell down.

As the three golden actresses, she is the best at crying scenes.

It looked like he had been greatly wronged by the heavens, and even the heavenly king Laozi was touched by it when he saw it.

Seeing this scene, Li Junhan clenched his hands into fists at a speed visible to the naked eye.

He tried his best to suppress his anger, and said in a hoarse voice: "You all have been fired! Pack up your things immediately and get out!"

After speaking, he stepped forward, picked up Shi Muran's petite body, turned and left.

"Master..."

Mo Yan came over just in time to hear Shi Muran's words, and wanted to explain something.

"Get out of here too!"

It was rare for Li Junhan to look at her seriously, but what he left behind was a merciless sentence.