Oops, the male villain looked at me with affection in his eyes

In the poor alley in the west of the city, Zong Guohui woke up from his sleep and suddenly felt sore and painful all over his body.

She looked at the sky outside the window, sat up unsteadily, and suddenly hissed in pain.

Shaking her head vigorously, she stood up holding on to the edge of the bed. She was tired, hungry and in pain yesterday, so she cried and fell asleep.

Looking at the empty groove on the bed, Zong Guohui was so angry that he was shaking all over.

The jade pendant was exchanged for a total of five hundred taels of silver. I was frugal, except for the necessary rouge and gouache, and I was not even willing to buy a piece of my favorite pastry.

The money that was finally saved was now stolen by that stupid Granny Wang.

She clenched her fists in anger and gritted her teeth.

Enduring the pain, she put on the spring dress made by her mother last year, took a handkerchief to cover her swollen face, and staggered towards Grandma Wang's servants' room.

Pushing open the dilapidated wooden door, the situation in the house is clear at a glance.

The tables and chairs in the room were crooked and the cupboard doors were wide open. It was obvious that the residents in the room had already fled in fear of crime.

Every lamp, candle and table that could be reached in the room was gone, and even the coarse cloth sheets that were standard in the house had been removed from the bed.

Only old straw mats were left in a mess on the bed.

Zong Guohui stood in the drafty room and walked around twice, but she didn't find anything related to money.

She was so angry that she dragged the straw mat on the bed and threw it to the ground, then stepped on it like a madman.

The straw mat was trampled to pieces, but before the bad breath came out of her chest, she picked up the already shaky chair and threw it at the only table in the room.

It wasn't until there was only one leg left of the chair in his hand, with sawdust flying everywhere, that he stopped panting.

She sat back on the wooden bed, her eyes blurred with anger and her headache split.

Yesterday, I only had a few vegetarian meals at Daxiangguo Temple in the morning. After walking for half a day, I was bullied by Guan Hu and Bazimei again. At this time, I was tired, hungry, and almost exhausted.

She held onto the edge of the bed to steady herself, covered her face with a veil and went straight to the kitchen.

Lunch was being prepared in the kitchen. Chunmei waved a handkerchief and told the cook: "Put more green vegetables on the delicacy of the lion's head. Mr. Chen liked it very much last time."

The cook picked the vegetables neatly, looked back and asked: "Last time, the lady was not very satisfied with Mr. Chen, why are you so interested in him this time?"

There was a shortage of servants in the room, so Chunmei saw that the cook was too busy, so she helped put on two more fires.

She glanced at the busy cook: "The master specially told the young lady the day before yesterday that Mr. Chen won a reward from the Queen Mother in the palace. His future will be unlimited in the future. He told the young lady to pay more attention to it."

Hearing this, the cook swung the shovel in her hand more vigorously: "Oh, that's great. If the young lady can marry a good family and help her parents' family, we servants will also benefit from it, right?"

While adding fuel to the fire, Chunmei said to Yourong, "That's right, my lady embroidered a veil for Mr. Chen yesterday. I think there will be a happy event in our house soon."

Zong Guohui hid at the door of the kitchen, gritting her teeth with hatred as she listened to the two voices.

Her father had already lost confidence in her, and now he even ignored him.

Now that Zong Guoyan has found such a good match, he may not be able to get ahead in this house from now on.

The sounds in the kitchen continued, and the cook said:

"Speaking of happy events, I think of the one who gave birth to my wife. I heard that the master had arranged the marriage for the two young ladies early. Why, the young lady has decided to marry him, but the one who has given birth has not made any move yet."

The cook nodded toward Zong Guohui's yard.

Chunmei sneered: "She, with her square face that cannot be looked down upon, and her motherly temperament, how can any serious person like her?!"

She sneered and said mockingly: "The master has already lost confidence in her. He has mentioned it to his wife a long time ago. After a few days when the house is free, he will reward her to the house steward Weng Quan, which can be regarded as the master and servant. Feelings."

Zong Guohui was already very angry after losing his money. When he heard this, he suddenly felt angry and resentful.

Although Weng Quan was the steward of the clan and had some dignity, he loved to eat secretly. The women in the mansion were frightened and walked away when they saw him.

A few years ago, he accidentally beat his wife to death while drunk. He has not married in these years, and when he has money, he wants to seduce good women.

When she thought of Weng Quan's pockmarked and lustful face, Zong Guohui felt so sick that she felt like vomiting.

If you were to marry him, you might as well have agreed to that lunatic in the rockery of Taipu Mansion!

With nowhere to vent the pent-up anger in her heart, Zong Guohui strode across the kitchen door, raised her hand and slapped Chunmei.

A crisp voice sounded, and Chunmei's ears buzzed. She was confused, and when she raised her eyes, she saw Zong Guohui's swollen square face, and his eyes full of malice.

"Why do you hit me!?"

"Snapped."

Zong Guohui stepped forward and slapped Chunmei again. She pushed Chunmei and said fiercely:

"You are the one I beat. No matter how bad I am, I am still the young lady in this mansion. How can you, a servant who waits for others, have the face to discuss the master's rights and wrongs behind his back?!"

Chunmei was pushed back repeatedly. She was frightened by the stern look on Zong Guohui's face. She covered her face that hurt from being slapped, her eyes were red and she was speechless for a moment.

The cook held up the big spoon and opened her mouth, stunned by Zong Guohui's sudden movement.

Zong Guohui slapped her twice and was so exhausted that she could hardly stand. She snatched the big spoon from the cook's hand, scooped out a big spoonful of the lion's head that had just been placed in the bowl, and ate it on the spot. .

Chunmei saw her take one bite at a time, and within a moment, half of the bowl was gone. She stepped forward to stop it regardless of the pain.

"My lady has repeatedly told me that this rare lion head is specially made for Mr. Chen. What will Mr. Chen eat if you eat it?"

Seeing Chunmei's eager face, Zong Guohui became even less angry. She said viciously: "He can eat it, but I can't?!"

She, Zong Guoyan, can entertain others decently even if she eats glutinous rice every day in her yard? !

They are both father's daughters. How come the treatment of you and Zong Guoyan in the house is so different? !

She pushed Chunmei away, picked up the big spoon, and started eating again: "Go away, I haven't eaten for two days. If anyone stops me again, don't say I'm rude to her."

Chunmei looked at her fierce eyes, then looked at the big spoon in her hand, and said: "You, wait, I will tell the master when I get back..."

Zong Guohui grabbed the steamed bun and took a bite. Hearing this, he shouted sharply: "Get out!"

Her father had completely given up on him a long time ago, otherwise he wouldn't have treated her like this. Why would he bother himself to pretend to be a filial son and a virtuous grandson?

She can be cruel enough to push her biological daughter into a pit of fire. Why can't she fight for the treatment she deserves?

At worst, it's another family meal.

Chunmei's eyes were filled with tears. She looked at Zong Guohui's generous attitude and said bluffingly: "Just wait and see how I punish you!"