runaway grandma

Chapter 37 Runaway Young Mistress (45)

"Young Mistress, hurry up." Aunt Wang urged.

"I don't want to go, you can ask someone to deliver it!" Chen Xuan flatly refused.

"Young mistress, you should listen to the young master. You, come and clean up the dining table. You, take the young mistress to make up, and you must be quick." Aunt Wang ignored Chen Xuan and ordered by herself.

With just a few efforts, the servants quickly cleared up the rice bowls. She was not full yet, and seeing the servants take away her fast food, she was completely angry.

Standing up, he said angrily to Aunt Wang, "I'm not full yet, do you have such a servant!" 
"Young Mistress, if you are not full, it doesn't matter. I have asked someone to prepare one for you. You can eat with the Young Master when you go to the company! You should also know the pain of not having enough food, so you are a wife. You should think about your husband more, how does your husband work outside when you are enjoying peace and comfort!" Aunt Wang was unmoved and said coldly.

She, Chen Xuan, admits that she is a very useless person. After being told by Aunt Wang, she immediately loses her anger. This Aunt Wang always defends Li Fengyi, and her attitude is blunt. All the servants listen to her. This young mistress has no status at all.

Li Feng is not here, Aunt Wang is the boss of the family, and she is just a crooked young lady who eats, sleeps, and is nothing else!
Resigned to her fate, Chen Xuan followed the servant upstairs under Aunt Wang's fiery eyes.

After being at the mercy of the servant for more than half an hour, the "fresh and enthusiastic" young lady who was the head of the Li Group was born.

A well-fitting V-neck Chanel spring blue dress, 8 cm thin high-heeled shoes, charming light makeup on her face, sexy and mature wavy hair, shiny hair clips, diamond brooches, Beautiful and elegant, looking at herself in the mirror, Chen Xuan saw a generous and elegant hostess.

As for the bruises on her hands and feet, those servants didn't know what to paint on her, so the bruises could no longer be seen, but it still hurt when pressed, it seemed that the color was just covered up.

(End of this chapter)