Dog food from heaven: Mr. Song please keep a low profile when sprinkling sugar

"Hehe, don't you dare? Then you have been muttering since just now, and I'm not deaf, so why can't I hear?"

She wants to see what these people want to say.

"Miss Qiao, I don't think you have a problem with your ears, but a problem with your head. You can hear it from such a distance. Isn't it a hallucination?"

When Qiao Wan heard this, she became very angry. What does this mean?Blatantly provocative, even saying that she has a problem with her mind?

"Don't you want to hang out here?"

Qiao Wan said bluntly.

"Hehe, Miss Qiao was joking. It's not up to you to decide whether we want to hang out or not. You'd better keep cleaning the room. Don't starve yourself to death when the time comes."

How many new maids dare to bully themselves?

Qiao Wan wondered if they were ordered by Song Yanshu to be so bold.

"You look down on me?"

As Qiao Wan spoke, she was still thinking about theory, but found that the maids didn't even bother with theory, and ignored her directly.

Although I have experienced the sophistication and coldness of the world in the previous life, this feeling is still very uncomfortable.

Holding the cleaning utensil in her hand, she couldn't help feeling cold.

That's right, this house is Song Yanshu's. Since he can clean himself like a maid, it means that her position in Song Yanshu's heart is nothing at all.

So the reactions of these people are quite normal.

Qiao Wan thought about it, took the things in her hand and continued to clean, but the scheme in her mind did not stop.

After a while, as Qiao Wan expected, those people really came to find fault again.

A few maids who were eating melon seeds crowded together, taking advantage of Qiao Wan to clean up.

See where she has cleaned up, and throw the freshly crushed melon seeds there.

Not only that, these people were chatting and laughing.

Qiao Wan looked up, seeing the attitudes of several people, she threw down the utensils in her hands.

"May I talk to you?" Qiao Wan said neither humble nor overbearing.

Those maids behaved even more excessively, and turned their heads away, as if they didn't hear her at all.

"I said, can I give you a suggestion? Don't litter everywhere, OK?"

Unexpectedly, one of the maids said: "We eat ours, you sweep yours, what's bothering you."

Qiao Wan was immediately annoyed, but her mind was still clear. She immediately dropped the utensils and went outside to find the housekeeper.

"Housekeeper, I want to tell you something, I don't know if you don't care about it." Qiao Wan's face hadn't been wiped off yet, and she looked a bit embarrassed.

The housekeeper took a look, and then said politely: "Miss Qiao, tell me, I will definitely do my best."

Qiao Wan turned around, pointed to the maids in the room, and said, "Those people are rude to me, I will fire them all!"

The butler was stunned when he heard it, and then said: "I don't think I can handle this matter, these maids are all sent from the Song family's old house, I can't afford to offend the people from Mrs. Song's side, However, I can tell the young master about it."

After hearing this, Qiao Wan felt disappointed, and realized that she suddenly understood something.

These maids were originally recruited from Mrs. Song's side, no wonder, they were fine two days ago, but seeing her reduced to the job of cleaning today, they immediately came to ridicule her.

Not to mention that these people are difficult to handle as housekeepers, I'm afraid even Song Yanshu himself is difficult to handle.

Qiao Wan gritted her teeth and continued to prepare to clean the room.

It didn't take long, but at this speed, it was impossible for her to complete it.

Thinking of this, Qiao Wan simply decided that she quit!

Why let her do this, she didn't come here to work!If it's not possible, she doesn't have to stay here, and she still has a way to punish those who bullied her in the previous life.

Qiao Wan put the cleaning equipment back in place and returned to the bedroom.

She felt very wronged in her heart, if she left here just because of this, and retreated because of this, then she would be too bunny, what is the difference between this and the bullied her in her previous life?

She suddenly felt thirsty, picked up the water glass beside the bed, and drank it all at once.

She decided that since all these maids listened to Song Yanshu, then she would go to Song Yanshu.

Qiao Wan didn't want to be bullied all day long.

It was not enough for the housekeeper to call Song Yanshu, she had to speak for herself.

After waiting for a while, Qiao Wan picked up her mobile phone.

This was the first time she used her mobile phone to call Song Yanshu. In the past, she always used the landline phone of Song's house when she had something to do.

"Beep beep..." The phone rang several times.

Qiao Wan waited, and there was a sweet female voice: "Sorry, the number you dialed is busy, please try again later."

She pressed down the phone, feeling a little nervous all over.

What if Song Yanshu didn't answer her call?
What if he didn't want to help him?
Thinking of this, Qiao Wan dropped the phone angrily.

She was basically sure that it was people from Mrs. Song's side who asked these maids to make her angry.

If it wasn't Mrs. Song, it would be Xue Zhenzhen.

She didn't expect that the other party could be so impatient and use this disgusting trick to test her bottom line and temper.

Since she chose to be patient the first time, she never thought about having a good life in the future.

Those people must have bullied her even harder.

A step.

Xue Zhenzhen stood at the door of the house, waiting for Song Yanshu to send someone to return her call.

These days, she has been trying to find a way to contact Song Yanshu, but Song Yanshu has not answered her calls.

Just now, she was extremely disappointed and was going to try again.

Unexpectedly, after Song Yanshu answered another call, he hung up before saying a few words.

Said to be a priority.

Xue Zhenzhen was really disappointed now. After returning to China for so long, her brother Yan Shu never seemed to have contacted her.

Qiao Wan stayed in the bedroom, unexpectedly, after a while, Song Yanshu took the initiative to call her.

"Huh? Is something wrong?"

Qiao Wan tightly pinched the sheet under her body, not knowing what to say.

At this moment, she felt that she had failed. After marrying Song Yanshu, this was actually the first time the two of them had such a formal phone call.

"It's okay, hang up."

After Qiao Wan said this, she hung up the phone.

She got up and went downstairs, and immediately found the servants who contradicted her.

"I'm going to fire you now, you can go."

The maids looked at each other in blank dismay, not believing it at all.

"If you tell us to leave, shall we leave? At least... you need to bring the documents for the termination of the contract, the Song family's seal, and these days' wages, right?"

Qiao Wan thought about it, she didn't have any of these things.

But wages, she should have.

"Tell me, how much."

"It's been half a month since the salary was paid last month, probably... one hundred thousand for each of us is indispensable."

When Qiao Wan heard this, she couldn't believe it. It turned out that the Song family was so proud that even an ordinary maid's salary was 20 a month.

She did the math, how many people here actually wanted to spend her 100 million expenses?
Qiao Wan turned around, she was not that stupid, asking her to pay so much money herself.

At night.

When Song Yanshu came back from outside, the first thing he did was to find Qiao Wan.

"Tell me, you call me because of something."

He never thought that Qiao Wan would call her phone number.

"I want to fire some servants." Qiao Wan said, very confident.

In fact, she was not as confident as she appeared on the surface.

"What? Did they offend you?" Song Yanshu raised his eyebrows curiously.

"I want the paperwork for the termination of the contract, as well as the relevant wages."

As Qiao Wan said, she still had no confidence after all.

Her eyes were very clear, as if there were no impurities at all, but at this moment, she showed a bit of unwillingness.

"Yes." Song Yanshu agreed without hesitation.

Qiao Wan raised her head, she didn't expect Song Yanshu to agree so quickly.

Before she could react, Song Yanshu immediately said:

"Why not? You can decide for such a trivial matter."

When Qiao Wan heard this, she was a little surprised. She remembered that the former Song Yanshu was not easy to get along with at all, and would never satisfy her other requirements other than life.

Because of Congcong's death, Song Yanshu did not forgive her at all, and even tortured her for three full years. She almost forgot that if Shen Jingyi hadn't framed her, Song Yanshu and herself would not have been impossible.

"Such a trivial matter, is it worth you to bother me? Being my woman, are you so useless?"

Song Yanshu looked at her as if he was looking at a fool who didn't understand anything.

After hearing this, Qiao Wan felt happy, and she continued to ask, "Can I get those paperwork?"

Song Yanshu sat on the sofa, a little impatiently, and said, "It's up to you."

She took the paperwork and changed her mind.

Since the fate of those people was already in his hands, why did he drive them away so quickly?

It's better to let them know the lesson more, so that they don't dare to bully others like this in the future.

Now, she is the one who controls whether they will stay or not.

Sleep at night.

Qiao Wan was lying on the bed.

Because it rained a little at night, it was a bit cold.

The way she rolled the quilt around her body looked like a worm.

Unable to sleep at night, Song Yanshu got up.

Qiao Wan's slightly silly success amused him.

He frowned slightly, and pulled up her quilt casually.

Seeing Qiao Wan's pure and somewhat charming face, for some reason, he had an urge to touch it.

After confirming that Qiao Wan was asleep, Song Yanshu stretched out his slender and beautiful fingers.

A warm and cool touch made his fingers tremble.

Her delicate and smooth skin is very comfortable to the touch.

Song Yanshu rubbed his fingers on her smooth face and lips several times before withdrawing his hand contentedly.

At this time, Qiao Wan was not asleep.

In her previous life, she always thought that Song Yanshu hated her and hated her.

That kind of dislike comes from the bottom of his heart, not just because of Cong Cong's affairs.

But now she knows that the reality may not be like this.

He is just more indifferent to himself.