Quick Transmigration: Male Lead, You’re Overpowered?

Ah Zhao frowned.

She didn't say much, but just pushed the bowl of soup on the table to Aunt Zhang: I don't mean anything. Give this soup to Aunt Zhang and drink it yourself.

Aunt Zhang's complexion changed: Does Miss Xu despise me as an old woman who is useless?

She glanced at Xiao Yan who was sitting across from Ah Zhao, and her voice suddenly raised: Although I am useless, I have worked hard and diligently here for so many years. There is hard work without credit, Miss Xu. I'm not pleasing to the eye, just say it directly, I'm not here to obstruct your eyes, why bother to deliberately pick pricks?

Aunt Zhang looked down on Ah Zhao in her heart.

There are always some people in this world who, when they see someone who is better than themselves in all aspects, like to use the most malicious assumptions to speculate, and they don't want to see that others are better.

It seemed that only in this way could she find a little balance.

Aunt Zhang is probably like this, otherwise, what would she use to find a sense of superiority for a young, beautiful and educated girl like Azhao?

Ah Zhao is not very good at quarreling with others, and she also feels that there is nothing to quarrel with Aunt Zhang.

Hearing Aunt Zhang's words, she nodded: Well, since you think so, then I think you can't even make a soup, and you don't even know that the ingredients are stinky. It's quite useless.

In this case, you can go.

Ah Zhao felt that he was already very understanding.

Look, Aunt Zhang said the above words herself, she just followed her will.

It's a pity that Aunt Zhang doesn't seem to appreciate it.

She gave A Zhao a hard look, and cried to Xiao Yan: Master Xiao Yan, I've cooked for you for several years anyway, so you just let Aunt Zhang be bullied?

Xiao Yan seemed a little embarrassed.

He looked at A Zhao, then at Aunt Zhang, as if comparing which one was more important.

Finally, he turned his gaze to the butler: Butler, what do you think?

The housekeeper sighed inwardly, and thought to himself that this young master Xiao Yan is really a loser, to ask others about such a small matter.

Thinking this way in his heart, the butler didn't show anything on his face.

It's Aunt Zhang's fault to bring the soup to the host's family when it's spoiled. But because of her love for so many years, deduct one day's wages. The housekeeper said.

Ah Zhao puffed up his face.

This is really off-centered.

Aunt Zhang looked happy, she knew the housekeeper would help her.

She looked at Ah Zhao triumphantly, and was about to say, I said...

Xiao Yan's clear voice sounded again: But... I don't want to make the teacher unhappy.

Both the housekeeper and Aunt Zhang were shocked.

Xiao Yan has already focused on A Zhao: The teacher is Xiao Yan's most important person. I don't care about my affection or credit, if I make the teacher unhappy, it's not good.

Ah Zhao's heart trembled.

She knew in her heart that this was what the male lead said on purpose, so she couldn't take it seriously.

But when she really heard this kind of words—especially when the other party's focused and gentle gaze was still on her face, she only felt her heart beat a little faster.

Xiao Yan had already reached out and grabbed her hand, and said in a coquettish tone, Teacher, I drove her away. Don't be unhappy, okay?

The butler frowned: Master, you can't...

Xiao Yan grabbed A Zhao's hand without even turning his head: Butler, don't persuade me, I won't listen.

Aunt Zhang suddenly said loudly: If you do this, I will go to my husband and wife for a review!

Xiao Yan looked back at Aunt Zhang, with no expression on his face, and said quietly: This villa was left to me by my mother.