The maid bit her lip in embarrassment, plucked up the courage to look directly at Wan Yan Huan, and looked open.

Wan Yanhuan raised her eyebrows, yo, it seems that her aura has not been released enough? She quietly exuded a strong air pressure, slowly stirring the white porridge, and her tone was flat: "I know that you love Fu Junmo, but I am still the daughter of the Wan Yan clan, even if I am not favored, I can still compete for the inheritance of the Wan Yan clan." ”

She paused, scooped up the white porridge and took a sip of it elegantly.

"What's more, I'm the young lady of the Fu family."

The maid's face turned pale, she squeezed her palm hard, and she didn't know what she thought, and suddenly gloated: "What about Mrs. Fu?" Fu Shao hasn't touched you once in the past few months since he got married, right? Who knew that in a few days, Fu Shao would force you to divorce! ”

Ah Luo looked at the maid in disbelief and lowered her voice: "Belle!! What nonsense are you talking about! Apologize to Madame! ”

Bellian looked at Ah Luo unconvinced and said, "Why do you want me to apologize?" I'm not wrong......"

Belén wanted to continue, but the cold male voice interrupted her instantly.

"Belle? Drag it down and wait for it. ”

As soon as the words fell, the two servants had already pulled Bellian down.

Wan Yanhuan saw that the man's hair was already wet with sweat, and he casually put a snow-white towel on his broad shoulders, walked to her side with a gloomy face, and comforted her in a low voice: "There will be no situation that will make you angry in the future." ”

Wan Yanhuan sneered, his eyebrows slightly curved: "You can make them obey openly, but you can't control their opinions and opinions behind their backs." Don't make promises about what you can't do. ”

She looked up at where Bellian had been standing, and asked with some curiosity, "How are you going to let them serve that girl?"

The corners of Fu Junmo's lips pursed slightly, looking a little sullen, looking aggrieved that she was angry here, don't turn her head and get up: "I'll take a bath." ”

Wan Yanhuan: "......"

She had no choice but to ask Ah Luo, but Ah Luo also lowered her head and silently added vegetables for her.

Wan Yanhuan was even more curious, and he didn't want to drink the porridge, so he called a maid with a gesture and repeated the question just now.

But no one told her at all.

Wan Yanhuan put on a generous look of not being curious and not careful, and said in a casual tone: "Okay, just don't say it if you don't want to." ”

In her heart, she was worried that she would secretly find someone to take her to see what kind of person was serving Belen.

Although she contradicted herself and had no rules at all, she still didn't want to let a little girl be punished for such a trivial matter, and pull a hatred for herself.

Peaceful coexistence is the best thing.

*

Fu Junmo quickly rinsed himself, opened the bathroom door, raised his hand and took a white towel to wipe his black hair casually, and the bathrobe on his body was neatly dressed by him.

Especially at the belt, it is tied very carefully.

When his hair was almost wiped off, he pulled his belt, and a perfect body was exposed, but the master soon put on a black suit again.

Noble and cold, exuding a powerful aura that is not approachable to the living.

He slowly tied his tie, his eyelashes drooping.

When Wan Yan Huan fought back at the maid, he was not flustered, he was still extravagant, and the deterrent power of his aura was no worse than his.

In the past, Wan Yanhuan always tried to avoid him and reduce the number of contacts with him, and the maid's observation was also silent, cold and indifferent, and she didn't care at all in the face of the collision of her subordinates, didn't pay attention to it, and had no aura at all.

He chuckled.

Today's events are the most favorable illustration of the current Wanyan Huan......

His frost-stained eyebrows softened unconsciously.

It's really his joy.