Fierce and delicate, the little beast kills with red eyes after entering the book

Mother Huang looked back in surprise. Today, Lu Qiongqi actually had the courage to call her mother by her name.

Moreover, he also asked about the condition of his illness. Did Lu Qiongqi notice anything?

Huang Ma smiled and replied, "Everyone's body constitution is different. Miss Qi, please don't think too much. You are just worried too much and that's why your body is not in good health."

"My illness is my fault. Is it because I think too much?" Lu Qiongqi snorted.

Then he gently picked up the bowl in his hand and dropped it heavily.

With a crisp sound, the beautiful porcelain bowl fell to the ground, and the loud bang echoed in the house.

The broken porcelain pieces were scattered all over the ground like scattered stars.

"Mother Huang, the soup spilled accidentally, come and clean it up."

Mother Huang was stunned to see the soup she had worked so hard to cook just "inadvertently" fall to the ground. Although she was dissatisfied, she didn't dare to say anything and just came over reluctantly with the cleaning tools.

While cleaning, she scolded: "Miss Qi, why are you so careless? You are weak, and the soup contains very precious Chinese medicine and imported ingredients..."

But when Huang Ma looked up and saw Lu Qiongqi's half-smile, she could no longer say any more scolding.

In fact, Lu Qiongqi has a very gentle appearance, with beautiful willow-shaped eyebrows, and a thin body, which often gives people the feeling that she is weak and will be blown away by a gust of wind.

But now, the smile on her face is scarier than no smile.

Huang Ma swallowed nervously and couldn't help but avoid her gaze. She wondered in her heart that this sickly daughter usually had a good temper and never treated herself as a servant, nor did she make things difficult for herself.

But today, the emotions in those almond-shaped eyes were clear, and one could tell at a glance that she was in a bad mood.

Aunt Huang bent down with her head down, and was about to sweep away the broken porcelain pieces.

“Pick it up with your hands.”

A clear voice came from above her head, and Lu Qiongqi's voice revealed an attitude that could not be refuted.

Huang Ma's face turned pale instantly. She looked at the broken porcelain pieces on the ground and felt a surge of fear in her heart. "With so many broken porcelain pieces, it's easy to cut your hands."

As if Lu Qiongqi had heard something funny, he raised his eyebrows and asked, "Cut your hand? Why aren't you afraid that the things in the soup will cut my heart?"

Something in the soup...

That specially found medicinal herb... Did she know? !

Impossible! This is a top secret...

Huang Ma suppressed her panic, her eyes darting around, she looked at the ground and replied, "You, you, what are you talking about? Don't think too much about it."

She carefully picked up the debris and dirt on the ground and finished in a few minutes.

Seeing that Huang Ma still refused to tell the truth, Lu Qiongqi "accidentally" smashed the vase to the ground, one meter away from Huang Ma's feet, and the broken porcelain pieces were scattered all over the ground again.

Her voice was indifferent: "A dog that abandons its master naturally cannot understand human language."

Huang Ma's smile suddenly became uglier than her crying, and she evaded the question by saying, "Miss Qi, I don't understand what you are saying. I'll clean it up." She lowered her head and picked up the broken porcelain pieces on the ground one by one with shaking hands.

This vase is made of colored glaze, and the fragments are sharper than porcelain. Huang Ma's hands began to show scratches from the broken porcelain pieces, and traces of bright red blood seeped out.

The other servants saw this scene and whispered to each other.

"Miss Qi, what happened? She suddenly broke the bowl and the vase. Huang Ma didn't do anything wrong just now. Look, her hands are bleeding."

"She really doesn't treat the servants as human beings! It turns out that she has been pretending to be kind all along. She bullies the nanny who has taken care of her for twenty years. It's really disheartening."

"No matter how angry you are, you have to keep your voice down. If the housekeeper hears us, he will scold us again."

Uncle Lin, the housekeeper, stood behind them at some point and said, "You are somewhat aware, but not much."

He looked at Lu Qiongqi not far away and said with a straight face, "Do your job well. If anyone dares to talk about Miss Qi again, they will pack up and leave."

The servants hurried back to their respective posts, while Aunt Huang was still squatting on the ground, picking up the debris.

"Pity."

Lu Qiongqi sat on a sapphire blue leather sofa imported from Italy, her black hair draped behind her, her pupils black and her eyes clear.

Huang Ma looked up: "What did you say?"

Lu Qiongqi shook his head, it was a pity to waste such a good bottle.

The vase was translucent green, refracting brilliant light like crystal. At this moment, it was stained with a little blood, which tainted its beautiful color.

"Okay, no need to pick it up."

Hearing this, Huang's mother was delighted. She had deliberately scratched her hand, leaving a small wound, just to make Lu Qiongqi feel guilty. This child grew up under her care. He was sensitive and timid, and had always been very dependent on her.

In the Lu family, her identity is actually very embarrassing.

Because of her mother Qiao Wanru, she has not been loved by her father Lu Fengkai since she was a child. Unlike other people, she cannot live in the Lu family's old house. Fortunately, she has a good brother and has been living in Hailan Bay with her eldest brother Lu Zhanyan.

We were well taken care of in terms of food, clothing, housing and transportation.

But Lu Zhanyan has a cold personality, and the relationship between the brother and sister is not very close.

Therefore, Lu Qiongqi actually regarded herself as half a mother. She usually respected her and even tried to please her a little.

Huang Ma stood up straight, but her tone was very low: "Miss Qi, it was all my fault just now. I didn't do it well. If you are not satisfied with the food, I will make it for you again. What do you want to eat?"

As he spoke, he held up his short and fat hand and showed the wound in front of Lu Qiongqi.

Lu Qiongqi looked away: "No need to do it anymore."

Huang's mother showed a triumphant smile. It was normal for a sickly girl to lose her temper occasionally. Maybe she should apologize to her soon.

She was still thinking about what kind of compensation she should ask Lu Qiongqi for later. Last time, she was accidentally scalded by the purple clay pot used to make soup. Lu Qiongqi gave her Snow Region Cream and also stuffed a top-quality ice jade bead into her pocket.

Huang Ma tugged at her collar, cleared her throat, and revealed the ice jade bead.

Lu Qiongqi naturally understood the other party's hint.

She calmly placed her hands on the armrest of the sofa. Her hands were as delicate as jade, more radiant than ice jade. She said, "I lost something. Come and help me find it."

Before she could apologize, Huang Ma's expression changed, but she didn't dare to do anything rash. She asked with a little disappointment, "What did you lose?"

Lu Qiongqi looked at the bead around her neck and said slowly, "It's the jade pendant I've worn since I was a child."

The jade pendant has a unique design and exquisite craftsmanship. It was a full-moon gift given to Lu Qiongqi by her father, Lu Fengkai. Regardless of its value, the fact that it was given to her by Lu Fengkai has extraordinary significance to Lu Qiongqi.

Huang's mother was also surprised when she heard this: "You always wear it around your neck and treasure it very much. Did it fall somewhere?"

Lu Qiongqi looked at her changing expression and said slowly, "I suspect it was torn off by the kidnappers during the kidnapping, or it was accidentally dropped at home."

When she heard the word "kidnapper", Huang Ma's expression froze.