An Ning patted Aunt Wang's shoulder again. "Good girl, I want to drink your corn porridge!"
"Okay, I'll make it for you right away."
"I want it sweetened, I like it sweet." An Ning continued in a relaxed tone.
"Sure, I know, I'll add sugar, xylose, the old master and mistress can drink it too," Aunt Wang replied.
"Waiting then!"
...
When Wen Rufeng came downstairs, she happened to see An Xueqi heading upstairs with a flushed face, it was obvious she had been slapped.
But she didn't have the time to ask why she got slapped or who slapped her because this damned woman had nothing to do with their Yu Family.
She glared at her, her icy cold face filled with anger.
An Xueqi's eyes darted around, and she quickly stopped in her tracks. "Chairwoman Wen, breakfast is ready."
Wen Rufeng sneered. "So what, you want to tell me you prepared this breakfast?"
