Refusing to marry a wealthy family: the young mistress fled 99 times

"It's okay, it's okay. Your soup spilled, and I'll get you a bowl."

Chanel smiled slightly, and handed over a bowl of soup.

Wen Wanrou thought that Chanel was flattering her, her face immediately became arrogant and airy, but the next second, she screamed, and a bowl of soup was splashed on her chest!

"You, what are you doing!" She jumped up and yelled.

Chanel put down the bowl, imitating the gentle tone and said "sorry": "I'm sorry, my hand cramped and I accidentally poured it on you. Is it hot? Does it matter?"

"Miss Wen, are you all right?"

Several servants gathered around, handing Wen Wanrou both towels and tissues.

Wen Wanrou stomped her feet fiercely, and shouted at Su Shijie: "Jie, look, this old woman bullies others."

old woman?

Chanel raised her eyebrows. If she remembered correctly, this Wen Wanrou was the same age as Mu Xicheng, and Mu Xicheng was one year older than her.

In other words, Wen Wanrou, who is one year older than Chanel, actually calls her an old woman?

Su Shijie was sitting on a chair, drinking soup lightly.

From the beginning to the end, he was indifferent, as if he didn't see the open and secret fight between the two women.

In fact, his heart is secretly refreshed, right?There is no need to do anything, and a woman will help him fix her - Chanel thought hard in her heart.

"I'm done eating, you guys take your time." Chanel suddenly didn't want to see his face, got up gracefully, and left.

As soon as he turned around, he heard a gentle voice: "Stop!"

Chanel ignored her and walked straight forward, but a hand suddenly grabbed her shoulder from behind!

Chanel turned her head and faced her, a bowl of soup was poured on her face.

Fortunately, Chanel reacted quickly and closed her eyes in time... The thick, hot soup trickled down her cheeks.

Chanel wiped the soup from her eyes with her sleeve, opened her eyes, and saw a gentle and mocking sneer:

"Sorry, my hand slipped again."

Chanel exhaled patiently, but she couldn't hold back her temper. She raised her hand and was about to slap her down.

Who knew that Wen Wanrou not only grabbed her wrist, but also took the opportunity to slap her——

"Snapped!"

A clear slap sounded in the hall.

Presumably this Wen Wanrou is usually a powerful character, this ear scraper seems to have been practiced, after the slap, Chanel's high hair loosened, and her cheeks were hot and painful.

Chanel was stunned for a short time, and her ears seemed to echo the sound of applause.

Wen Wanrou stared at her sharply and said: "Fight with me, you are no match."

At this time, Aunt Li and the servants all rushed over and shouted persuasively, "Miss Wen, young mistress, please stop arguing."

"We're not arguing, we're just talking about something." Wen Wanrou narrowed her eyes with a smile, "Isn't that right, Mrs. Su?"

She gritted her teeth at Madam Su's scream, and threw Chanel's hand away viciously.

Her hand was very strong, and after throwing it, Chanel actually took a few steps back before she could stand still.

"Miss Wen, stop."

When Wen Wanrou turned around, Chanel waved her palm and swept over——

The wrist was grabbed again.

Only this time, the one holding her wrist was not Wen Wanrou, but Su Shijie.

He stood with the backlight, his face looked a bit gloomy in the darkness, and there seemed to be a flash of distressed eyes:

"Enough, stop making trouble."

Does he feel distressed?Is it distressed and gentle?

With soup all over her face, Chanel looked very embarrassed.