How can the president be fierce

Chapter 526 Just because you hired an assassin to assassinate Mu Sheng, do you think the Liang family can tolerate you?
Qing Xiaomo laughed suddenly: "If you want to say that, then I will speak ill of you to the young master when he still likes me, and drive you away first."

Anyway, I heard that in this presidential palace, there are maids who are driven away every three days. If there are two more of them, it is not too many, and if there are two of them, it is a lot.

A look of panic flashed across the faces of the two maids, and one of them couldn't bear it, and boldly shouted: "How dare you! I'll open a dyeing workshop if I give you some color? Don't you find yourself a mirror to see who you are?" What kind of thing, the young master is the only one who won't listen to you..."

"Pack your luggage." She left a sentence, and even smiled at them very friendly before leaving.

Behind them, the two maids finally panicked.

"What should I do, let you show off your tongue for a while..."

"Are you still blaming me? If you didn't keep saying that she was not pleasing to the eye, could I accompany you to hate her..."

……

Half an hour later, Qing Xiaomo went back to the laundry room to collect the clothes, took it out and saw that there were traces of mottled blue dye everywhere on the white jersey.

She frowned, and soon realized that the two maids were the first to attack.

But such a childish trick is thanks to them for thinking it out.

Isn't it just a jersey?

She didn't take it seriously, thinking that the clothes were already dirty, and according to Liang Mo's picky temper, she would definitely not wear them again, so she casually threw them into the trash can.

Unexpectedly, it provoked the biggest temper tantrum in the young master's history.

It was given by his favorite football star Ronaldo, with his signature in the collar, which means a lot to him.

The young master went into a rage in the bedroom, dropped a lot of his favorite figurines, and yelled at her to get out, never to see her again.

Just go away.

Qing Xiaomo touched her nose and came out of his bedroom. Just as she went downstairs, she saw Mu Siyao sitting on the sofa and helping Liang Hao adjust his collar.

She doesn't live in the presidential palace, but she is very diligent when she comes to the presidential palace, just like coming to her own home.

In fact, Mu Siyao has indeed been in and out of the presidential palace very frequently in the past few years, as if she is already recognized as the hostess of the presidential palace.

Liang Hao's face changed when he saw her face, and he glared at her fiercely.

Mu Siyao didn't turn her head to look at her, but she knew that it was her who came over, so she smiled slightly: "Excuse me, can you pour me a cup of tea? I'm a little thirsty."

Qing Xiaomo Shi Shiran sat down on the sofa opposite her, looked her up and down, and smiled: "If I didn't look carefully, I thought Miss Mu had something wrong with her hands and feet, and someone else needs to pour a cup of tea."

The noble and generous woman slowly leaned back on the sofa, her eyes added a bit of domineering: "You are the maid of the presidential palace, and I am the owner of the presidential palace. I have the right to ask you to pour me tea."

"Oh, I'm sorry that you may not have heard all the information. I am the maid of the presidential palace, but only the young master's maid, and you... don't seem to be the owner of the presidential palace, do you?"

There is no hostess in the presidential palace, and there is no hostess. After all, she is a drunk woman, and she is nowhere near the seat of the hostess of the presidential palace.

"..."

Mu Siyao looked at her coldly: "Do you think Liang Shi can tolerate you just because you hired an assassin to assassinate Mu Sheng and tried to run over him with a car?"

"This is what I should worry about myself. Don't worry about it if you don't."

The atmosphere became a little stiff for a moment.

(End of this chapter)