So, after a big fight.

The two chose the peaceful coexistence mode of you not offending me and not offending you.

They each sat in their place, separated by a long pear-blossom wooden table.

In the middle of the wooden table, there is an internal telephone that is extremely important to them at this moment.

They were waiting, waiting for a phone call, a phone call about the news of Bei Yuhan.

Life, or death......

As time passed, the expressions on the faces of these two powerful women became more and more solemn.

It was so solemn that the entire Beijia people didn't dare to take a breath.

Tick tock————

The retro wall clock that sits on the central wall of the lobby makes a mechanical and difficult sound.

Every sound struck on their hearts.

The sun rises and the sun sets.

The tea on the table changed and cooled, and changed when it was cold.

But there was no news of Bei Yuhan.

Just when they were about to hold on, the internal phone on the table, which had been quiet for three days, suddenly beat without warning.

"Jingle Bell ————"

In the sharp vibration, Mu Wanxin and the original immovable bodies of the ancestor suddenly stiffened, and even their breathing became solemn.

The maid who was waiting for tea next to her was so frightened by the sudden ringing that her hands shook, and the teacup in her hand suddenly fell to the ground.

"Ah————h

Click————

A crisp cracking sound sounded in the lobby, and the fragments of white jade-colored teacups spread all over the floor, and it was a mess.

The maid was so frightened that she fell directly to the ground, her little face so white that there was no trace of blood.

"Old ancestor, husband, madam, I know that I am wrong, please don't expel my ......"

"Please, please........"

The little maid was pale and trembling, but she mustered up the courage to beg for mercy in order to stay.

She has younger siblings to support at home, and she must not lose this job.

However, in the past few days, the temper of the ancestor and his wife is really terrifying.

The little maid could already foresee the stern reprimand from the two hostesses in the next second.

Immediately afterwards, it was the scene of being dragged down by the soldiers on duty and thrown out of the north house.

Also, the cup she accidentally broke just now must be worth a lot of money, I don't know if her monthly salary is enough to compensate.

The winter vacation is coming soon, and her younger siblings have to buy winter clothes, and her face has already shown a look of despair.

"Let's go down!"

However, just when she thought she had completely lost her job.

Two majestic voices sounded overhead at the same time.

"Huh?"

There was no harsh reprimand, no irascible scolding.

The faces of the old ancestor and the lady looked very calm, and even their voices were so calm that there was no trace of waves.

The air was a little too quiet.

For a moment, the little maid even felt that she had hallucinated just now.

"I said, let you go down!"

Just as she was about to kowtow again and beg for mercy, the old ancestor suddenly furrowed his brows and glanced at her impatiently.

"You don't have to pack up your things, all of you, now, immediately, immediately, get me out!"

This time, it was the voice of Mu Wanxin, the mother of the North family.

When the little maid heard this, she suddenly came back to her senses, knowing that the two hostesses meant not to hold her responsible.

"Yes, yes, yes, I'll go down, I'll go down!"

The little maid kowtowed to the two of them in gratitude, and then quickly exited the lobby with the other attendants.

"Jingle bells, jingle bells--------"

The bell on the table had already struck the eighth ring.

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