Chapter 7

All the people in the villa were shocked by this sudden cry. Several servants who were close to each other rushed in from the outside, but they were completely stunned after seeing the scene inside.

The maid who had sent something fell to the ground, her clothes were stained with a large amount of hot porridge and food, and there was a big red mark on her face. Her eyes were tearful, and she was shivering. On her neck, she was stuck with a bright spoon.

Originally, it was just a tool for eating, but at this time, it was shining with an extremely cold light, which made all of you feel cold behind your back.

Everyone was shocked by the scene in front of them. It's hard to imagine that this always docile hostess was so terrible when she launched Wei Lai. For a moment, all of them stood still and didn't dare to enter.

When the old housekeeper arrived, he saw a group of people blocking at the hostess's door. He was stunned. The old housekeeper gave a low drink: "what are you doing blocking at the young lady's door? Don't you have to work? "

The old housekeeper has been in Mu's family since Mu Tingfeng's grandfather's meeting. His status in this family can be seen for decades.

When they heard the old housekeeper's drinking, the servants woke up as if they had found the backbone one by one. As they made way, they said: "old housekeeper, look at this..."

As soon as the old housekeeper pushed to the front of the crowd, he was startled to see the scene inside. He whispered: "young lady, you..."

The old housekeeper was frightened by Zhao Fulin's sharp eye knife before he lost his voice. The old housekeeper thought that he had been traveling with Mr. mu for many years, but he never thought that he would be frightened by a little look from a younger generation. But Zhao Fulin's look just now really surprised him, The woman's eyes that she just swept over were as cold as if she were looking at a dead object.

Zhao Fulin glanced at the old housekeeper and searched in her head to confirm the identity of the person in front of her. Then she took back the spoon stuck on the maid's neck, slowly lifted her long hair and waist, and stood up from each other. It was like a Shura, the God of death, who had just climbed out of the hell. Everyone could not help but gasp.

Zhao Fulin looked at the old housekeeper and said with a smile, "it's the housekeeper. Just in time, I have to bother the housekeeper to deal with this matter."

"Young lady, you are..." the old housekeeper took a look at the maid who was still shaking on the ground, and then at Zhao Fulin. For a moment, he didn't know what to do.

"The servant just came in to deliver food to me. He didn't say a word to me, and he was going to cut my breakfast. I didn't like her, so I gave her a lesson. Isn't it illegal?" Zhao Fulin said, then he threw the spoon into the side of the plate and made a crisp sound.

Zhao Fulin flexed her fingers at the right time, and looked at her five fingers, which were not as flexible as before. She frowned with disgust. As expected, her body would be troublesome to use.

I don't know how much shock she just brought to the audience.

The old housekeeper was stunned for a moment and said, "of course not. The young lady is the hostess of this house. It's natural to teach a servant a lesson. I wonder what the young lady is going to do with this servant? "

The old housekeeper's words obviously brought a little bit of temptation. Zhao Fulin played with her other hand with a slightly stiff finger and sneered: "I can't even tell who is the master and who is the servant. I don't dare to use it again. Let's go out."