Passing by the hall on the first floor, she met Wu Xiaomin who was mopping the floor again.

Wu Xiaomin stopped what she was doing, put her hands around her chest, and looked at Xia Yuwei like a joke.

The snarky woman finally got out.

Xia Yuwei stopped her steps, she looked coldly at Wu Xiaomin, the maid who seemed to have been against her.

"Why are you staring at me, no matter how I say it, I have been the mistress of this house, unlike some women, who have been mopping the floor for the rest of their lives." Xia Yuwei curled her red lips slightly and glared at Wu Xiaomin fiercely.

She didn't pay attention to such a servant at all. After speaking, she dragged the box and walked out of the door of the Mo family.

This kind of life of being ignored and cold and violent by men, she doesn't want to live anymore, and she will have a new life from today.

Wu Xiaomin snorted coldly and continued to clean, the other servants hadn't come yet, so she did these things alone, she had been busy all day, and she was finally done.

But just as she was about to sit down to rest, she heard a "clang" sound from upstairs. The sound of something being smashed was so harsh that it hurt her eardrums.

She chuckled inwardly, turned around and rushed upstairs.

When she came to the master bedroom on the second floor, she was frightened by the scene in front of her and quickly covered her mouth with her hand.

In the bedroom, Mo Yixuan smashed the things in the room like crazy, the sheets, quilts, and pillows were all thrown on the ground by him, as well as the cups on the coffee table, vases and everything were smashed, and the fragments fell to the ground. He still seemed to be angry, opened the wardrobe, and threw out the clothes, shoes and other things that belonged to Xia Yuwei and did not take them away.

"Mr. Mo......" Wu Xiaomin shouted at the door, it has been three years since she came to the Mo family, and it was the first time she had seen Mr. have such a big temper. She rushed over and dragged Mo Yixuan, who was about to smash down.

"I'll clean up here, I'll clean up." She said hurriedly.

Mo Yixuan's face turned purple with anger, and his eyes were bloodshot, as if a mentally ill person was about to go crazy.

He slammed his fist on the coffee table, wanting to smash everything in the room.

"Throw out all the things she used, throw them all." Mo Yixuan was furious, like a beast roaring, so frightened that Wu Xiaomin's whole body trembled.

"Okay, okay."

She quickly crouched down and began to pick up the things on the ground, leaving them all in the hallway first.

She kept moving around the room and in the hallway, not knowing how many things she had thrown out, until she was too tired to straighten her waist.

This Xia Yuwei really has a lot of things, and the courier took so many things away in the afternoon, and there are so many clothes, shoes, skin care products, etc. in this room, what a broom star of a loser.

When the last few things are thrown out. Wu Xiaomin finally straightened up and kept panting, and then the angry voice sounded again.

"Call her!"

"Who are you talking about?" Wu Xiaomin turned his head and looked at the male owner of the house in shock, not understanding what he said at all.

Mo Yixuan frowned tightly, his face was still extremely bad, as if he would be angry at any time.

"He Xiyan!" It was a moment before he called out the name.

Wu Xiaomin hurriedly took out his mobile phone from his pocket and found He Xiyan's name from the phone book.

"What am I going to say?" She looked at Mo Yixuan suspiciously and frightenedly, jumping wildly.