The domineering president married a sweet wife

But it seemed that God also wanted to play tricks on Mai Yaxi. At this moment, heavy rain fell from the sky.

The rain was cold and heavy, and Mai Yaxi was drenched all over in a short while.The rain washed against the windows, ruining all of Mai Yaxi's work.

Mai Yaxi glanced at Mrs. Ye through the window.

The latter was still sipping coffee contentedly.

Mai Yaxi's heart was cold, she bit her lip and broke a nail with her fingers grasping the window frame with great force.

"Old madam! It's raining, young mistress won't be able to bear it." The servant couldn't help but speak.

Mrs. Ye put down the coffee in her hand, folded her hands on her knees, and said indifferently: "It's just such a light rain, can she not bear it?"

Most of Mai Yaxi's body was submerged in the rain, and the sound of the torrential rain prevented her from hearing the conversation between the servant and Mrs. Ye.

"If Young Mistress is sick, Young Master Ye will definitely be unhappy too." The servant just moved out of Ye Feicheng in desperation.

Mrs. Ye frowned: "It's just cleaning the windows for the old man, why not?"

The servant couldn't help stomping her feet, and her tone of voice was raised a lot. She must have mustered up a lot of courage: "Old lady, if this continues, young mistress will really be in danger! It's raining so much, if you fall If it continues, the consequences are unimaginable. If something really happens, it can be regarded as murder!"

Whoops!

Mrs. Ye stood up abruptly, her movements were too large, and she knocked over the coffee.

The servant knew that he had made a slip of the tongue, and quickly lowered his head.But from the corner of his eyes, he couldn't help but look at Mai Yaxi with worry.

Mrs. Ye's anger lasted for a few minutes, her gaze cooled down: "You help her down."

She was not afraid that something would happen to Mai Yaxi and she would be held accountable.Instead, he was worried that there would be no way to explain to Ye Feicheng.

Although Mrs. Ye wished for something to happen to Mai Yaxi, it couldn't happen to her.Even she couldn't bear the temper of her grandson.

Relieved, the servant quickly turned around, stepped forward and grabbed Mai Yaxi's wrist, and shouted loudly: "Young Mistress, come down quickly!"

The servant will not spend more than 5 minutes talking with Mrs. Ye.

But to Mai Yaxi, it seemed to be longer than five hours.