Ji Mianmian stood next to Murong Mian and smiled. Although she felt guilty, it didn't show on her face.
She felt a little embarrassed when she thought that her husband was a fake and she was also a fake;
Murong Mian suddenly pointed to one of the maids: "You... can go."
The maid told Claude that Ji Mianmian was the guest's maid.
When he brought Murong Mian back, he had already told the housekeeper and the maid present that this was his wife.
The speed of news spreading among servants is very fast.
After so much time passed after he left, it was impossible for the maid not to know that Ji Mianmian was his wife, but she still pretended not to know, deliberately saying that she was just a guest he brought back.
Murong Mian didn't want to speculate on a person with more malice, but this maid's mind was definitely not simple, so she couldn't keep her.
"Master... I did something wrong, why did you drive me away?"
Murong Mian sneered: "I am the master of this family, I think you need a reason to leave?"
"We are a democratic country here. You can't do this to me. If you don't give me a legitimate reason, I won't..."
"Okay, I'll give you a reason why I don't like you, okay?"
The maid said to Madam Murong: "Madam, the young master used such a ridiculous reason to drive me away. Aren't you afraid of offending the other servants' hearts?"
Madam Murong raised her eyelids, glanced at her, and said, "The young master said he doesn't like you because he wants to give you the last bit of face. Do you have to tell everyone that you are doing things for others with the Murong family's salary?"
The maid suddenly looked horrified and stammered: "I...I was wronged..."
Mrs. Murong waved her hand: "Stop talking, take this month's salary and leave immediately, otherwise I will send you to the police station for stealing. Make your own choice."
Murong Mian didn't know much about the maids in this family, but Madam Murong knew very well that there were many insiders who looked like vampire relatives buried in this family, and she had long wanted to clear them out.
Ji Mianmian didn't expect Mrs. Murong to ask for help and looked at her twice.
Madam Murong glanced at her, snorted slightly, turned and left.
Ji Mianmian pursed his lips.
The maid didn't dare to say anything and left quickly.
After Murong Mian's words, the house finally calmed down, and he took Ji Mianmian for a walk in the garden outside.
"I will take you to see Murong Zhihong tomorrow."
Ji Mianmian bit her lip and said, "I'm afraid... what if I reveal my secret?"
"I'm here, don't be afraid!"
"Is he... scary?"
Murong Mian smiled and said: "A person who lies on a hospital bed and relies on oxygen to survive, do you think... is it scary?"
Ji Mianmian shook his head.
Murong Mian joked: "Yeah, what's so scary about him? Even if he's a good guy, he can't break an adult man's arm at once."
After saying that, he was pinched around the waist.
"You also said that you only let me do it because you couldn't stop screwing yourself."
"My wife is so powerful. As a husband, I am very proud. I will rely on my wife more in the future. Believe it or not... Murong Cuiting will come to kill you in less than an hour."
Sure enough, almost an hour later, the maid came over in a panic: "Master, Madam, it's not good... Mrs. Martin is knocking on the door!"
"Tsk... Do you think what I said is accurate?" Murong Mian looked at Ji Mianmian affectionately: "My wife... you must protect me for a while."