There was a little disdain in Jiang Yanwan's tone, but there was a warm smile on her face.

Is this treating her as a servant in the villa?

Jian Yao snorted coldly in her heart, didn't speak, just looked at her quietly.

"Oh, sister Jian Yao, I'm starving to death, can you cook something?"

Jiang Yanwan said to her coquettishly, "Your cooking skills are so good, Xiao Yuchen will praise you every time you cook, let me have a taste too."

What a fast-changing woman.

Jian Yao clenched her fists secretly, the sharp nails almost pierced into the heart of her palm.

Seeing her complexion, Mama Li stepped forward and poured tea for the two of them respectfully, "Young Madam is not feeling well, let me go, I have also learned cooking from others."

Mama Li's culinary skills have obtained a qualification certificate. Seeing her take the initiative to invite Ying, Jiang Yanwan had nothing to say.

After blocking Jiang Yanwan's mouth, Mama Li breathed a sigh of relief. Just as she was about to go to the kitchen to cook, the doorbell of the villa rang again.

"It must be my aunt."

Jiang Yanwan said with a smile, and ran to open the door.

Her movements were so fast that Jian Yao couldn't stop her even if she wanted to. Seeing her free and easy appearance in the villa, people who didn't know might think that she was the mistress of the villa.

The door opened, and Song Guiqin came in carrying something.

She didn't look very good, she put the nutritional supplements she bought on the table heavily, and walked in front of Jian Yao with a sulky face.

"It's so slow to open the door, and I don't take good care of my grandson at home."

It was Jiang Yanwan who opened the door, not Jian Yao. Jian Yao looked at Song Guiqin coldly and said nothing.

No matter whether she reasoned or not, Song Guiqin didn't like her, so why make herself uncomfortable.

Seeing that Jian Yao ignored her, Song Guiqin angrily sat aside.

"Go and cook, it's time for lunch, I'm starving."

She knocked on the table, "Jian Yao, won't you make arrangements when you arrive at the villa?"

"Mama Li has already done it."

Jian Yao said softly, "I'm going to trouble my mother-in-law to wait a little longer."

Seeing that Song Guiqin's face was getting darker and darker, Jiang Yanwan tactfully walked to the side and teased Xiao Yuchen with a toy.

After slamming the table down hard, Song Guiqin's voice suddenly rose.

"I'm still your mother-in-law, so you let someone else cook for me?"

"Anyway, she is also the daughter-in-law of our Huo family. Jin Ming praises you all day long for your goodness and that goodness. You don't even cook a meal. Taking my grandson at home can still make him have a fever. What use is there for you!"

Song Guiqin scolded harshly, but Jian Yao didn't refute, she just lowered her head and straightened her wool.

This is what she plans to knit a sweater for Xiao Yuchen.

It's already autumn, Xiao Yuchen is a child after all, his resistance is poor, so Jian Yao plans to make him a sweater, it's made of cashmere, which can keep him warm.

As for Song Guiqin and Jiang Yanwan's embarrassment, she didn't pay attention at all.

Her heart is dead.

After she got out of prison, she didn't think about anything else. Her son was the only person she cared about now.

Seeing that Jian Yao didn't move, Song Guiqin became even more angry, and grabbed her hands fiercely.

"What about you, can't you hear me?"

She grabbed the fluffy thread in Jian Yao's hand and threw it aside, "I've been making these here all day, but I haven't seen anything useful from you, you bastard!"

"Auntie, don't be angry, I'll go to the kitchen and help Mama Li."

Jiang Yanwan persuaded softly, "Mother Li just said that sister Jian Yao is not feeling well."

"Where can she be uncomfortable?"

Song Guiqin cursed fiercely, "Look at her rosy face, she is very healthy."

"I am not a servant."

Jian Yao suddenly interrupted her, "I only take care of Xiao Yuchen, you can do whatever you want."

She is no longer the silly woman who wanted to handle the relationship between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law well and stay with Huo Jinming for the rest of her life.

They are not qualified to command her.

Jian Yao's imposing manner was dignified, and she just looked at the two of them coldly, as if she was looking at an inanimate object, and the strange look in her eyes made both of them stunned.

Song Guiqin didn't speak, and Jian Yao looked at Jiang Yanwan, "Aren't you going to help in the kitchen?"

Her tone was cold, as if she was laughing at Jiang Yanwan's flattering face, "Go, you won't have a chance after Mama Li is done."

Seeing Jian Yao's mocking expression, Jiang Yanwan clenched her fists.

This bitch really wants her to cook?
It's not that she can't cook, on the contrary, Jiang Yanwan's cooking skills are great, but she doesn't want to do it.

With Jian Yao around, whoever cooks will lose out in the competition with the other party.

Song Guiqin stood in front of Jiang Yanwan, and looked at Jian Yao with a sullen face, "Yanwan is a guest, and she will cook and serve you whenever you come here. You are a young lady, you should know how to be polite."

"Is etiquette just asking me to cook and serve guests?"

Jian Yao said in a cold voice, "There is Mama Li in the villa, as well as other servants and cooks. As a big family, the Huo family wants the young lady to cook in person, which is ridiculous."

She put down the fluff in her hand, looked straight into Song Guiqin's eyes, "Dare to ask Madam, did you cook in Huo's house all these years?"

Since Song Guiqin never recognized her identity and didn't let her call her mother-in-law, she stopped licking her face and calling her mother-in-law.

It's not bad that they don't interfere with each other, and live their own lives well.

Jian Yao's words blocked Song Guiqin very much, she was panting heavily and did not speak for a long time.

Song Guiqin is the wife of the Huo family, how could she cook by herself?

"Auntie, let me help in the kitchen."

Jiang Yan patted her on the back softly, "Don't be angry, Auntie's health is important."

Seeing that she was so sensible, and comparing Jian Yao's almost pissing off attitude, Song Guiqin's face looked a little better.

Jiang Yanwan went out of the kitchen, and Song Guiqin was there, she was extraordinarily hospitable, helped Mama Li cook several dishes, and even made her best soup herself.

Two hours later, everyone sat at the dinner table, smelling the curling cigarettes, and couldn't help but have a look of approval in their eyes.

Jiang Yanwan's cooking skills are pretty good.

Jian Yao secretly judged in her heart, and ate unceremoniously, and she would remember some delicious dishes in her heart.

Of course, most of these dishes are Xiao Yuchen's favorite.

Xiao Yuchen was sitting between Jian Yao and Jiang Yanwan, his arms were short, and many dishes could not be picked up on the plate.

Jian Yao pays close attention to him, whenever he wants to eat something and her eyes rest on the plate, she will put the food he wants to eat into his bowl in good time.

At this moment, Huo Jinming came back.

When he entered the door, he saw his mother and Jiang Yanwan were there, his expression remained unchanged, and he went upstairs calmly to change into his home clothes.

"Little Yuchen, you can't eat the shells of chestnuts. Aunt Jiang is here to peel the shells for you."

Jiang Yanwan said suddenly.

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