Mr. Yan, wake up! Your wife isn't a delicate little flower.

The maid was dealt with in the blink of an eye.

Seeing this, Zhang Zhiyue smiled, walked to Cheng Xihe's side, took her hand, and said affectionately:

"It's all that maid's fault. I don't know what she was thinking, but she did something like this, trying to drive a wedge between you and me."

Cheng Xihe's fingers twitched slightly, and Zhang Zhiyue applied some force.

Cheng Xihe remained unfazed as his chubby fingers exerted force as he pleased.

Glancing at their clasped hands, Qin Jian smiled and said, "As long as you two have a good relationship, don't let anyone with ulterior motives take advantage of you."

Zhang Zhiyue smiled at him, then turned her head and said softly, "Xihe, it's all because Auntie didn't do a good job."

I'm so sorry that your subordinates have wronged you.

She spoke kindly and gently, like a loving elder.

Cheng Xihe remained unmoved.

Just as Qin Jian was about to get angry, Zhang Zhiyue pulled her inside: "Xihe, do you like the room that Auntie prepared for you?"

"If you have any problems adjusting, you can tell Auntie."

"Hmm." Cheng Xihe glanced coldly at her wrist, tightening his grip on her fingers slightly.

Zhang Zhiyue was so frightened that she quickly withdrew her hand.

Her wrist is still aching slightly; she'll file a complaint sooner or later!

"Oh, by the way, Xihe, that dress was specially made by Auntie..."

"Alright, enough with the introductions. She's not a child anymore."

Qin Jian took Zhang Zhiyue's hand and said to Cheng Xihe,

"Pack your things up yourself, change out of your clothes, and get everything ready. Your aunt and I are going downstairs now."

There are so many problems as soon as this child comes back. I need to reconsider whether I should let her move to another place.

"Um."

Cheng Xihe responded lazily.

As the two left, a maid brought over their luggage: "Second Miss, would you like us to unpack your luggage?"

"Just put it inside."

Cheng Xihe looked up and saw an old woman standing next to the maid.

The woman was dressed in a business suit, her hair was neatly combed, and her mouth was turned down, giving her a bitter look.

The visitor is not good.

Cheng Xihe ignored her and turned to follow the maid inside.

"etc!"

The old woman suddenly spoke, her voice arrogant and haughty:

"You're just some country bumpkin? I advise you to stay home and behave yourself, and don't mess with the young lady and young master!"

Especially our young master, the whole house belongs to him, you'd better not covet what you shouldn't be coveting."

The maid lowered her head even further, as if she wanted to bury it in the ground, pretending she hadn't heard anything.

Cheng Xihe glanced around.

There is no surveillance footage.

"What are you?"

Cheng Xihe calmly countered with a question.

"Second Miss, I advise you to be more polite in your speech!" Upon receiving Zhang Zhiyue's instruction, Wu Ma remained completely calm.

She pointed at Cheng Xihe: "Second Miss, Madam sent me here to teach you manners."

Look at you, you just came back from the countryside covered in germs, and you didn't even go to the disinfection room to disinfect yourself.

What if the young master gets infected?!

She'd seen plenty of people who made a mountain out of a molehill, but this was the first time she'd seen someone so arrogant.

Does he think he's Cao Cao?

"Second Miss!" Wu Ma's voice rose, sharp and shrill.

"Snapped!"

"Noisy!"

Cheng Xi slapped Wu Ma across the face.

The force was so great that Wu Ma was thrown out and fell to the ground.

She got up, covered her swollen face, and stared wide-eyed.

Cheng Xihe slowly took out a handkerchief from his pocket and carefully wiped his fingers:

"Aunt Zhang really doesn't have a single well-mannered servant around her. How boring."

Cheng Xihe threw the handkerchief at Wu Ma's face, looked down at her with indifferent eyes: "Tsk, you're so arrogant, I thought you were the master of this house."

"It's just a domesticated dog. After eating with it for a couple of days, it can't tell its place and starts biting people?"

When she got home, she didn't want to cause trouble and planned to play around with Zhang Zhiyue and the others.

I never imagined that just anyone would want to step on her head and shit on her.

They really think she's an easy target.

"You, you actually dared to hit me!"

Wu Ma moved her hand away; her face was already swollen very high.

Cheng Xihe's slap was comparable to an iron palm strike, causing blood to flow from the corner of her mouth.

The maid lowered her head, unable to suppress a chuckle.

Wu Ma, relying on the fact that she came with Zhang Zhiyue, squeezed out Wang Ma, who had worked in the Qin family for many years, and was a model of swaggering around in the Qin family.

These maids, who had no connections, suffered all kinds of bullying and had to give her money every month.

Seeing Wu Ma being beaten, the little maid couldn't be happier.

Unfortunately, the occasion wasn't quite right.

Shut up!

"You hit me, aren't you afraid I'll tell Madam?" Wu Ma's eyes were red as she looked at Cheng Xihe as if she wanted to gouge her out.

Cheng Xihe walked over and kicked him hard without saying a word.

"Ouch!"

Wu Ma fell backward, landing flat on her back.

Before she could react, Cheng Xihe stepped on her chest, looking down at her:

"If I move again, I won't be able to control the force I exert with my feet."

She spoke softly, but every word she uttered was a threat.

"I'm an elder of the Qin family, and everyone in the Qin family treats me with utmost respect. You've just come back..."

"You're so noisy."

Before Wu Ma could finish speaking, Cheng Xihe kicked away the handkerchief thrown at her and beckoned to the maid beside him:

Give me the rag from your apron pocket.

She stared at the rag for a long time.

"Yes, Second Miss!"

The maid quickly stepped forward and handed the rag to Cheng Xihe with both hands.

"Hey, I'm warning you... Waaaaah..."

Before Wu Ma could say a word, Cheng Xihe stuffed a rag into her mouth and said, "If you make any more noise, get out."

"Waaah!" A hint of fear flashed in Wu Ma's eyes.

She reached out to pull the rag out of her mouth.

"You ungrateful wretch."

Cheng Xihe gave her a light kick, and couldn't help but laugh at Wu Ma's expression: "What are you afraid of? Weren't you so arrogant just now?"

"What happened?"

A sound came from the stairwell, and a middle-aged man in a Zhongshan suit walked over.

"Head butler."

The maid nodded to him, dragged the suitcase into Cheng Xihe's room, and then quietly hid in a corner...

eat melon.

Cheng Xihe looked up, her expression changing slightly: "It's you?"

The person who came was Ye Mingde, the old housekeeper of the Qin family and also the person sent by her maternal grandfather.

Ye Mingde's eyes lit up when he saw Cheng Xihe: "Yes, it's...the Second Miss? She's back?"

"Butler Ye, whose man is this? He's so rude!"

Cheng Xihe glanced at Wu Ma, then looked at Ye Mingde.

Ye Mingde waved his hand, and two bodyguards came over:

"Don't worry, Miss. I'll take care of those insignificant people for you."

"Pooh!"

Aunt Wu threw the rag on the ground and spat fiercely.

"Butler Ye, I was brought here by Madam. How dare you disrespect me? I am a member of the Zhang family!"

Ye Mingde kept a straight face, showing no sign of being threatened: "I arranged all the personnel changes in this household."

Please recognize your place.

If you offend the host, I'll make you pack your bags and leave. Even the lady of the house wouldn't dare say a word!

I don't think there was anything wrong with my handling of the situation.

As expected of a seasoned housekeeper, he handles matters with reason, evidence, and efficiency.

"You, I want to see Madam! I have something to say to Madam!" Wu Ma started making a scene, clearly intending to escalate the situation.

The security guard restrained Wu Ma, who was on the verge of losing control.

Butler Ye picked up the handkerchief from the ground, dusted it off, and put it away. Then he stuffed the rag back into Aunt Wu's mouth.

"Let me remind you, this family's surname is Qin, not Zhang. The second young lady is the master's biological daughter, and also your young lady."

If you're so dissatisfied, then get out of the Qin family!

"take away!"

"yes!"

Wu Ma was unwilling to accept this, and her eyes were red and bloodshot.

In her eyes, shrouded in hatred, was reflected Cheng Xihe's slowly rising lips...