Early the next morning, Ruan Mengmeng was woken up in a fierce quarrel.

"I, I didn't...... I really didn't have ......."

"Hmph, I didn't say no, I saw you roll your eyes with my own eyes. Why, this is the rule of your Li Yuan - you are so impatient with the future hostess, if I spare you today, I don't know how I will ride on the hostess's head in the future! ”

The voice of cowardice and cowardice begging for mercy was a weak female voice with a crying tone.

This cry sounded familiar, Ruan Mengmeng thought about it, it seemed to be a maid lady on this side of the villa.

And the voice that scolds people fiercely and has a very high voice is even more recognizable.

Except for Wang Ma, no one has such a ability to disturb people's dreams.

Ruan Mengmeng's brows couldn't help frowning.

This Wang Ma, when she moved here yesterday, she flaunted her power and looked for trouble everywhere, and even Uncle Zhao could bully her.

It's good today, don't bully Uncle Zhao, and start bullying Li Yuan's maid sister when he gets up early in the morning.

Ruan Mengmeng put on a pair of pajamas and walked out.

As soon as I opened the door, I heard the sound of the bedroom door being opened diagonally opposite.

A gentle voice came from the room diagonally opposite: "Mother Wang, forget it...... I don't think she meant it. Also, I didn't get much neglect, they don't do things easily......"

"Then how can you forget it, you are the master and she is the servant, and if you do too much of the things that the master and servant do not distinguish, it will make these people kick their noses in the face. What you are carrying in your belly now, but our eldest young master's own flesh and blood, how precious is your identity. These subordinates have no eyes, so they should be punished. After saving, I neglected our little master. ”

Wang Ma said, let Yao Yuqing go back to the room to rest, and leave it to her to deal with it here.

Yao Yuqing seemed to want to help intercede, but she couldn't stand Wang Ma's positive ......

The little maid on the side was already crying and red-eyed, Wang Ma's punishment was tough, and she punished several people as soon as she came to Li Yuan yesterday.

Now everyone in Li Yuan is in danger, and even Uncle Zhao can't save them.

At the thought of this, the little maid's eyes became redder, and her eyes were full of tears.

It's a pity that the old man and the eldest young master are not there......

The entire Li Garden was controlled by Wang Ma, who was supported by an old lady, and people were panicked.

Just as the little maid's eyes were red from crying, a low and crisp voice sounded in the corridor.

"Xiaohong, don't cry...... Go down, it's all right here. ”

A young girl in a pink nightdress walked out of the bedroom.

She remembered that the maid's name was Xiaohong, so she walked up to her and crouched down.

With her kneeling on the ground, eye level.

Then he reached out and wiped the maid's red eyes.

"Big ...... The eldest lady ...... "Xiaohong was dumbfounded.

She didn't expect that the eldest lady would appear at all.

In the minds of all the subordinates of Li Yuan, the eldest lady is a very good-tempered and gentle person.

Although there is a little squeamishness, it is not a willful squeamishness, but very cute.

The servants liked the eldest lady very much, but they didn't expect the eldest lady to stand up for them.

Though...... I heard that last night, the eldest lady helped Uncle Zhao.

But most of the servants who were not present did not believe such rumors.

After all, how can a girl carry a solid wood crib with one hand?

This morning, the maid who was responsible for preparing breakfast for Yao Yuqing and delivering it to the room was Xiaohong.

She wasn't there last night, so she thought so when she heard the rumors.

But now, when Xiaohong cried and was punished by Wang Ma to kneel in the corridor, it was the eldest lady who had a very soft temper and no arrogance in her impression to help her out.

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