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When Mama Meng heard that her son was pretending to be mysterious, she became even more curious.

"This child is too talkative. Zi Yu isn't blaming herself for being sick this time. Can you blame anyone else?" Mama Meng watched Wen Ziyu, Meng Qingyang, and Wen Zhizhi ride off into the distance. She was still complaining to herself in her heart.

This time, Zi Yu was sick, and she didn't know how to think about her. The gap between a daughter-in-law and his wife would only grow larger and larger.

Mama Meng went back to her room to look for her cell phone.

Seeing that his wife had been looking for something, the personal servant who was standing next to him fawned over her and asked, "Madam, what do you need? I'll help you find it. "

She was in her room cleaning up her mother's clothes, so she didn't follow along to send off Meng Qingyang and the other two. Naturally, she didn't know that her mother was looking for her phone to listen to the recording.

"I'm looking for my phone. He was clearly taking photos with Zi Yu yesterday. "

When the servant heard "Zi Yu", he was somewhat afraid. Last night, after this young miss had a fever, she had thought of how she had desperately urged the young miss's nurse to go out, and how the round-faced nurse had not even agreed to bring a few more blankets. From last night until now, her originally arrogant face had always been timid and timid.

"Madam, it's in the bedside drawer. I saw you there yesterday. " She didn't dare to say that she had seen it from the bottom of the drawer.

Mommy Meng took the phone from the maid and opened the communication software. She clicked on the recording her son had sent her and didn't pay any attention to her son's words of 'listening in private'.

The maid's domineering voice came out of the phone. Even Mama Meng could feel her pride from across the screen.

The maid was so scared that her legs went limp and she fell to the ground.

Mama Meng was also surprised at her expression. After all, she had been following him for many years. She had always been respectful and obedient to him. Never in her wildest dreams did she expect that she would be so incredible to others.

He even said, "No need to bring anything, just bring someone over." This tone was not that of a "darling" from Mommy! To put it bluntly, it was a form of urging on the road.

No wonder Zi Yu didn't say anything when she came. Mama Meng thought she wanted to play by herself.

Even though he brought the child here to play on the ground and didn't take care of the good child, it was a mistake on his part to be a grandmother. However, the two faces of the person in front of her made her very unhappy.

Mama Meng looked at the maid who had accompanied her for so many years. "Xiu, what do you want me to do?" Mommy Meng's eyes were like looking at a poisonous snake.

A girl from a rich family must be able to recognize and understand others.

Mama Meng didn't expect her days of comfort to be so many that she couldn't even recognize the faces of the people around her.

"Madam!" I was in a hurry to get the little lady to you, so my tone was particularly bad. Madame, you must not be angry. " Xiu was lying paralyzed on the ground, her fingers tightly grasping Mama Meng's hand as she begged for mercy.

Mommy Meng closed her eyes, but she still couldn't harden her heart.

"Xiu, from now on, just help me clean our clothes." "Think carefully about your attitude. In the future when young master takes charge, you will probably know that wages are not easy to get."

Meng Qingyang's mother knew that Meng Qingyang wouldn't deal with Ah Xiu directly. On one hand, it was for her sake. On the other hand, Meng Qingyang didn't want to make Father Meng unhappy because of Zi Yu.

"Yes, ma'am. Xiu will reflect on this. Madame, don't be angry. " Xiu knew that she had hit the nail on the head this time. Even though she knew that Madam and Young Master treated the little miss like a treasure, she still acted so arrogantly.

He could only blame himself for having too many good days and getting carried away. However, Xiu was still unwilling to give up. Madame's maid, the maid in the laundry room, was of a very different status.

After taking care of Ah Xiu, Mama Meng told Meng Qingyang and gave Meng Qingyang and Wen Zhizhi a perfect explanation.

Not long after Meng Qingyang returned home, he saw a message from his mother. He immediately shared it with Wen Zhizhi. Wen Zhizhi's complexion also became a lot better.

The quasi nanny could not blame her, and could only blame the maid for being too unreasonable and neglecting Zi Yu.

Actually, if they had known that at the gas station, the maid did not keep up with Xiaomei and had allowed Wen Ziyu to soak in the rain, they would not have felt wronged towards this maid.

Fortunately, Mama Meng was not only angry at her for not taking Wen Ziyu seriously, but also for deceiving herself. Therefore, the maid named Xiu also received the punishment that she deserved.

After a few days at home, Wen Ziyu was fully recovered.

It was that lively and lively kitten, Zi Yu, whom Wen Zhizhi liked to prostrate herself in front of.

The weather had turned good. From time to time, the sun would come out to shake the city's asphalt roads. The night wind carried a scorching smell.

Zhang Wensi had wanted to ask Wen Zizhi and Wen Ziyu out to visit the park, but Wen Ziyu's illness had just started to heal, so she could only take a walk around the villa complex.

Hearing that Zi Yu was sick again, this mother had long wanted to come visit her.

In the end, the matter of the office had forcefully dragged her until Wen Ziyu's illness completely recovered before it was resolved.

This mother who knew that she was incompetent rushed over after going to the shopping mall to buy Barbie dolls and high-grade cloth dolls after having free time for half a day.

Wen Ziyu is now Meng Qingyang's main target of care, all toys to buy foreign high-quality, non-toxic.

Zhang Wen Si was naturally unwilling to fall behind.

She played with Wen Ziyu all afternoon and brushed her cheeks in front of the little princess. Zhang Wensi took Wen Ziyu to tease her mother.

"Mommy ~ Mommy ~ My godmother wants to eat meat ~" Zhang Wensi raised Wen Ziyu, deliberately imitating a child's accent, acting coquettishly towards Wen Zhizhi.

As expected, this lord's motives were impure. It was true that he had come to see Wen Ziyu, and it was also true that he wanted to eat the food cooked by Wen Zhizhi.

"Oh, Vance, don't be coquettish. I'm having goosebumps! "

Wen Zhizhi felt that when Zhang Wen Si came, her daughter had followed a lot of Ghost Horse Elves. This caused Wen Ziyu, who was high up in the air, to laugh out loud.

"No, no, no, mother wasn't acting like a spoiled child," Zhang Wensi continued to speak in Wen Ziyu's tone, shaking her.

Wen Ziyu was extremely happy as she swung her arms and legs in concert.

"Aiyo, you craving mother, don't turn our precious Ziyu into a glutton, quickly put her down. I was afraid she would laugh. " Wen Zhizhi was impressed by her young partner's delicate spirit.

"Mom won't agree. Baby won't come down." Even though she said it wasn't enough, Zhang Wen Si still started to sing.

"Fine fine fine, I agree!" I'll get auntie to buy a few more fish for you to eat today! " Wen Zhizhi looked at Wen Ziyu, who was still in the air, and was really afraid that she would fall down.

After Zhang Wensi's goal was achieved, she straightforwardly put Wen Ziyu down and brought her to the sofa.

As she poked Wen Ziyu in the stomach, she said, "Hey, chubby girl, you're so heavy! Don't you feel like you're a little fatty? "

Well, this was a classic example of breaking bridges after crossing a river. After using it, throw it away.

It was a pity that Wen Ziyu could not speak. Otherwise, she would have had a good debate with her godmother.