In order to survive, I became the little wife of the villain

"Useless stuff", Yin Zheng stood behind the desk, glanced at the account book Yin Li handed over, and cursed fiercely.

The fine inkstone hit Yin Li's head impartially.

Yin Li only felt a burning pain on her forehead, and the sticky liquid slid down the side of her face, covering her left eye.

She didn't seem to feel the pain, Yingying knelt down, "My daughter is incompetent."

Yin Zheng looked at his daughter whose face was covered with blood, without any pity, and still had a cold face, "You are incompetent, these shops are only [-]% profitable, how do you manage things?"

Yin Li raised her head slightly, looking at the man in front of her who she had respected for 21 years.

Her heart was a little sour. In the past, when Yin Qi frowned, her father would feel sorry for her for a long time, but facing her bloody self, she still accused and abused her.

She quickly cleaned up her guilty conscience, and said in a flat tone, "Father, in recent years, there have been many natural disasters, and business is also difficult. There are many shops."

"Crack", the valuable Zijin Langhao was thrown to the ground and rolled around a few times.

Yin Zheng came out from behind the desk, and squeezed Yin Li's chin fiercely, "I hate making excuses the most, understand?"

"Yes", Yin Li nodded.

Seemingly satisfied with Yin Li's reaction, Yin Zheng loosened his grip on her.

Yin Zheng snorted coldly, got up from the ground and stroked the folds of his robe.

"Is Zhao Wang's marriage settled?"

"Third sister is willing to marry," Yin Li replied with her head lowered.

Finally, there is something that pleases me.

Yin Zheng was in a better mood, and his tone softened a little, "Forget it, you go back first, let someone take a good look at it, don't leave any scars."

It was rare for him to be so kind to Yin Li. Originally, Yin Li had long since given up on this father, but when he heard this concern, he was still happy.

"Thank you father for your concern." Yin Li's face was stained with joy.

Perhaps, my father also cared a little bit about himself.

In the next second, a basin of cold water wiped out the last trace of her fantasy.

"You don't want to leave scars when you enter the palace for draft."

Yin Zhengneng's words were like a knife, piercing into Yin Li's heart full of holes.

She thought that as long as she behaved usefully, she would be appreciated and cared by her father, but in the end, she was no different from the third sister, just a tool for her father to pave the way for her second brother.

Yin Li looked coldly at the man standing with his hands behind his back, his nails embedded in his flesh.

She didn't understand why her father was partial to this, since they were all children. '

As soon as Yin Li left the study, the maid was taken aback by the look of blood on her face.

"Miss? Master hit you again." Bao Yue looked flustered, and quickly took out a handkerchief to wipe Yin Li's wound.

Every time the eldest lady comes out of the master's study, she will always be a little hurt. Today, what kind of madness did the master have to do to be so cruel.

Yin Li pulled out a smile, "It's okay, go back first, so as not to be seen by others."

When the Yin family's father and daughter discussed important matters, they would always dismiss their subordinates, so except for Bao Yue, no one had ever seen Yin Li like this.

After the master and servant returned to their room, Bao Yue hurriedly wiped Yin Li's blood and applied medicine.

While taking the medicine, Bao Yue complained, "Miss is so nice, why is Master still dissatisfied?"

She really felt worthless for Yin Li, the young lady has a good temper, is kind to others, capable and cunning, whoever hears her lady in Yueyang City will give her a thumbs up.

But the master is so deluded by lard, he can't see that the lady is good, so he beats or scolds the lady.

For the ignorant second son, and the third young lady who only knows pleasure and pleasure, he dotes on him very tightly.

"Okay." Yin Li interrupted her, "It's because I didn't do well."

Hearing this, Bao Yue felt even more wronged by his young lady.

"You're just too good-tempered, you don't fight for anything." Bao Yue put back the veil and muttered in a low voice.

Yin Li stared at the medicine box on the table and sneered, "Who says I won't argue."

The medicine box was always stocked with high-quality wound medicine, every time Yin Zheng beat Yin Li, she was not allowed to see a doctor, otherwise how would he explain it to outsiders.

Yin Zheng fought?

Yin Zheng couldn't afford to lose this person.

"Miss, you finally figured it out," Bao Yue closed the medicine box with joy on his face.

Her young lady is so powerful, if she wants to fight, how can the second young master and third young lady be her opponent.

Knowing that Bao Yue was genuinely happy for her, Yin Li smiled a little, "Go and call Qing Lian here."

"yes".The little girl got it and ordered to go with a smile on her face.

-

Liu Wangshu looked at the pieces of black charcoal in the pot and frowned.

It seems that I lack some talent in cooking after all.

The chef of the Yin Mansion stood aside, unable to bear to look directly at the "dishes" in the pot

He, Liu Lao Er, has been a cook for so many years, and he has never seen such a ignorant person.

However, this person is still the master's guest and cannot be offended.

Between loss of professional integrity and unemployment, he chose the former.

"Master Xian, your sweet and sour pork ribs are perfect." The fat on Liu's second face trembled as he spoke.

Liu Wangshu looked at the sweet and sour pork ribs in the pot, and nodded in satisfaction, "This time, it's really good."

Compared with the black charcoal that was more than 20 times before, it at least looks like ribs.

This self-confidence made Liu Laoer not know how to answer the words for a while, so he could only nod his head with a dry smile.

"Thank you, Master Liu." Liu Wangshu put the pork ribs in the eight big pots on the plate.

A well-proportioned rib has its own temper, rolling to the ground as soon as it is placed on the plate.

Liu Wangshu glanced regretfully, "Forget it, let him go."

After finishing speaking, he walked towards Jiang Ying's room with his freshly cooked sweet and sour pork ribs.

Looking at the back of Liu Wangshu going away, Liu Lao Er breathed a sigh of relief, and wiped the sweat from his forehead with a towel around his neck.

This ancestor, please don't come to the kitchen in the future.

Teaching her to cook one dish is more tiring than cooking ten dishes by myself.

"Rhubarb, get out," the cook yelled.

Only then did Liu Lao Er realize that the big yellow dog in the backyard ran into the kitchen.

Just as he was about to kick it away, Da Huang sniffed the rib that Liu Wangshu had dropped on the ground.

Liu Erer accidentally retracted the foot that was about to be stretched out, and observed Da Huang's next move.

I saw the big yellow dog turned his head and ran out of the kitchen by himself.

This rhubarb has always been a meat eater, and the pork ribs are so unpalatable that they can make rhubarb turn around and run away.

Driven by curiosity, Liu Lao Er slowly squatted down, picked up the ribs on the ground, and sniffed them.

A strong sour smell hits the nostrils.

"I'm afraid this is a pot of vinegar." Liu Laoer threw away the ribs in his hand in disgust.

Suddenly, I felt some sympathy for the person who wanted to eat ribs, "I don't know which man is so unlucky."

After finishing speaking, he added, "This immortal master's future husband is the most unlucky ghost in the world."

Jiang Ying, who was meditating in the room, suddenly sneezed twice.

"Ah"

"Ah"

He rubbed his nose, "Maybe my sister misses me."