Chapter 1582
Stop Messing Around, Mr Bo!
After the payment was successful, before she could rejoice, she received a message from Vâ
[Darling, the training has been exceptionally effective!]
Shen Fanxing smiled and replied:
[Youâre the best!]
Ten seconds laterâ
[Now, I plan to officially start preparing my costume! Itâs time to showcase my true skills!]
Shen Fanxing
[Okay, got it! Ready!]
After that, Shen Fanxing put down her phone and leaned against the sofa. Her slender fingers stroked her chin and her eyes darted around. Finally, she raised an eyebrow and a faint smile appeared on her lips.
Bo Jinchuan came out of the kitchen and took in her expression.
A helpless and doting smile flashed across his eyes.
What was going on in this womanâs head?
There were countless ideas at all times.
âWhat are you thinking about now?â
Shen Fanxing looked up and saw the tall man walking towards her.
She stared at him without blinking.
He also looked at her, but he couldnât tell what she was thinking.
Bo Jinchuan was certain that her gaze was on him.
She didnât speak until he approached and sat beside her.
âWasnât my dress pretty last night?â
Bo Jinchuan couldnât help but take another look at her. However, he still said,
âYou look good no matter what.â
ââ¦â Forget it, she couldnât expect him to say anything pertinent now.
âI wonder if Second Uncle thinks sheâs pretty.â
She muttered, her expression conflicted.
Bo Jinchuan frowned and asked, âWhat did you say?â
Shen Fanxing shifted her gaze and patted Bo Jinchuanâs shoulder.
âYouâll suffer in the future.â
Bo Jinchuan raised an eyebrow. He had no idea what this woman was thinking.
âLetâs eat!â
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3 p.m., Bo Residence.
Madam Chen was sitting on the balcony on the first floor with an apple in her hand. As she ate, she instructed the servants to clean up.
The servants cleaned every corner of the room silently.
Although they had resentment in their hearts, they didnât dare to voice it out.
Madam Zhang had been chased away by Madam Chen not long ago.
In this family, the most experienced Mrs. Chen had the final say.
Old Master didnât care about the trivial matters at home, so they could only listen to Mother Chenâs arrangements.
If she did anything wrong, she would be reprimanded and punished.
It would be fine if she was criticized by the Bo family. After all, she was born into a prestigious family and was well-mannered. Her words were not repulsive.
They were willing to be reprimanded by the Bo family.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
Although Mother Chen had worked in the Bo family for a long time, she was still a commoner. No matter how much she was influenced, she couldnât change.
The insults were unbearable.
It sounded disgusting.
âHere, on the floor under the table leg⦠Have you wiped the gap at this contact point? Weiwei, come over and wipe it clean!â
They had to clean every corner of the house almost every day.
Madam Chen asked them to wipe the floor inch by inch with a rag. If it didnât work, they had to wipe it twice.
The Bo familyâs villa was hundreds of square meters.
It would take too long to wipe it clean.
The servant called Weiwei ran to Madam Chen with a rag and squatted in front of her. She looked under the table and saw that there was no dust, but she still used the rag to wipe it.
Just as she was about to stand up, she felt a pain in her leg. She knelt on the ground again.
âAhâ¦â
His knee and the floor made a muffled sound. One could imagine how painful it was.
Weiwei cried out in pain and Mother Chenâs cold voice sounded.
âWho are you trying to fool? Do you usually scrub the floor?â
Weiweiâs eyes reddened. âBut itâs not dirtyâ¦â
Madam Chen asked, âHow good is your eyesight? You can see clearly without getting close?â
With that, he pressed Weiweiâs head against the ground.
âIs it dirty?â
At this moment, all the servants stopped what they were doing and looked at her indignantly!
Weiwei bit her lips tightly as tears streamed down her face!
âWhy are you crying? Do you think the floor isnât dirty?!â
Madam Chen suddenly grabbed Weiweiâs hair and pulled her towards her.
âThis place is dirty too. Remember to clean it up!â
With tears in her eyes, Weiwei saw that it was the apple juice that had dripped from Mother Chenâs apple.
Then, she let go of Wei Wei and stood up to look at the servants.
Her expression turned cold. âWhat are you looking at?â
The servants looked even angrier.
Madam Chen smiled and threw the remaining apple cores in front of the servants before walking over slowly.
He looked at them and said,
âI know you like Aunt Zhang more and youâre dissatisfied with me! But donât forget that Aunt Zhang has already left. I have the final say in this family! Youâd better behave yourselves or youâll be fired!â
â⦠Mother Chen, arenât you going overboard? Even if Old Master is here, he wonât side with you!â
âThatâs right! No matter what, we have human rights! We can accept the results if we donât do our jobs well, but youâre too much! Weâre working for the Bo family, not you! You ate fruits and dirtied the floor. We can wipe it, but we canât let you wipe our heads! No one in the Bo family will treat us like this! What right do you have?!â
Mother Chen sneered and said, âWho doesnât know how to be a good person? The masters are all good people, so of course Iâll be the bad person! Are they going to watch you work every day like me?â
The servants bit their lips indignantly. If that was the case, they couldnât refute.
Seeing that no one spoke, Mother Chen raised her chin and looked at them coldly. She took two steps forward and stomped on the apple core that she had just thrown to the ground.
The apple core was crushed and the juice splashed onto the ground.
Auntie Zhang raised her foot and rubbed the soles of her shoes against the ground.
âEveryone wants to be a good person, so I can only be the bad person!â
As she spoke, she looked at the servant who was the first to stand up for her.
âYou, wipe this place clean! Andâ¦â
She paused and took off her indoor shoes. âThe soles are dirty. Wash them clean!â
âWhy?!â the servant said unhappily.