Ferocious Boss: Hubby, Let’s Get Married

The maid who cooks at home is a real foreign aunt. When cooking, Ji Mianmian sometimes does not want to eat. How can she make such authentic dumplings, especially the dumpling stuffing, how can a foreigner adjust it? So delicious?

There is also the beautiful folds on the dumplings, which are wrapped by very skilled people at a glance.

Ji Mianmian thinks, it seems that only Mrs. Murong can make authentic dumplings in this home.

Mrs. Murong narrowed her eyes when she was young: "I haven't done it for a few years, and I'm rusty."

"You made it so delicious, it was really delicious."

Mu Rongmian took out a paper towel and wiped the corners of Ji Mianmian. "Are you full?"

Ji Mianmian nodded: "Well, full ..."

Mu Rongmian took her to her feet. "Thank you Madame for the supper. It's late. Go and rest."

Mrs. Murong nodded, "It's not early, you guys should rest soon."

"Good night." Murong Mian left Ji Mianmian.

She felt rude, and turned around: "Ma'am, then you go to sleep, we will go back first, good night."

Mrs. Murong nodded with a smile: "Good night."

She watched the back of the two disappear at the corner of the stairs, turned her head to look at the empty tableware, and the smile on her face became softer. The light of the crystal lamp above her head reflected on her face, dissipating the sadness on her.

The maid came out and quickly packed up the chopsticks.

Mrs. Murong said, "I'll come."

The maid was stunned, and some were confused. What happened to the wife, and she wanted to do the dishes herself?

Mrs. Murong held up the chopsticks and went to the kitchen.

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Back in the room, taking a bath, lying in bed, Ji Mianmian sighed comfortably.

She touched her belly and said, "Oh, finally I've had a comfortable meal."

Mu Rongmian touched her hair with a smile and was still wet, so she pulled her up and took a dry towel to wipe it slowly: "I will do it for you tomorrow."

Ji Mianmian said yes and again, she thought, and asked: "How do I think, you and Mrs. Murong are not right between you two, do you hide anything from me?"

Mu Rongmian brushed her hair a little, and smiled, "Has a mother? Then you talk, why is there something wrong between the two of us?"

Ji Mianmian didn't notice the subtle changes in Murong Mian. She said, "I just can't say it. Anyway, I feel that it's sometimes quite wrong. You seem to be very exclusive to Mrs. Murong, and she seems to want to be close to you."

Anyway, this is how she feels. She always feels that Madame Murong's look at Murong Mian reminds her of her mother who is far away from the ocean.

Ji Mianmian breathed his breath, wanted to marry, and missed his parents.

Mu Rongmian nodded her head: "Stupid girl, of course I have to repel her, she certainly saved me, but my face is not what I just want to change, and I don't want to deal with her too much , Transactions are transactions, there is no need to involve too much. "

Ji Mianmian thinks that Murong Mian is right, they really shouldn't be involved too much with Mrs. Murong.

can……

"But Mrs. Murong treats you ..."

Mu Rongmian wiped it for a while, and put down the towel. "I think it ’s thoughtful. I want to find a trust. After all, she has nothing now. If you do n’t find a trust, it may be soon. Broke. "

"You're right, hey, Mrs. Murong is really a pitiful person."

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