The domineering president married a sweet wife

"Miss Xia, please forgive me. After all, I am also a woman. It is not dangerous for a woman to walk on the road, but it is dangerous for two women to appear on the road under the night sky together. So, forgive me for not taking you home personally. "

Mai Yaxi didn't catch her breath, and shouted directly: "Old Wang!"

Lao Wang is their driver.

"Miss Xia, I have ordered our servants to take you back."

Xia Ziqing's seven orifices were smoking, and she wished she could give Mai Yaxi a big slap in the face to relieve her anger.

What is her identity?Mai Yaxi only asked her servant to take her home?

If this got out, wouldn't she become a laughing stock among celebrities in this circle?

"Hmph! Mrs. Ye is really kind. With your ability to handle affairs, I really don't know how long you can stay in Mrs. Ye's position!"

"There are too many people coveting this position, Ms. Xia, even if you pull me down today, there will be a newcomer tomorrow. My husband is the person next to the pillow, and I still know what the person next to the pillow thinks, Ye Feicheng For the position of Mrs. Wang, whoever it is, it's not your turn."

She is Hong Guoguo's declaration of war.

Xia Ziqing's eyes shot out a vicious light: "Aren't you afraid that grandma will hear you when you say this?"

She was very emotional, almost hysterical.

Mai Yaxi was so calm and outrageous: "Shh..."

She raised her index finger and put it to her lips, hissing.

"Keep your voice down, first of all, grandma didn't just call you casually, and secondly, I don't know if grandma can hear me say such words, I know that you will disturb grandma if you shout so loudly, and her old man will be very upset... ..."

Xia Ziqing's nails sank deeply into her palm, and two of them were broken abruptly.

A pretty face, swollen into black and purple, all kinds of uncomfortable and depressed.

Old Wang came in: "Young Madam, what are your orders?"

"Take the guests home."

Mai Yaxi felt that she was becoming more and more like a young lady.

Xia Ziqing gritted her teeth: "No need! Hmph!"

She walked away.

Old Wang looked at Mai Yaxi in embarrassment.Mai Yaxi shook her head lightly, so small that it was almost invisible.

Old Wang understood, and retreated, ignoring Xia Ziqing.

Upstairs, in the shadows, a slender figure stood there quietly, witnessing this wonderful competition from beginning to end.

Mai Yaxi's handling method is much more mature than that at the beginning.

When facing the domestic servants, she also began to learn to put on airs, but she didn't make people find it annoying.

Just the right kind.

The cytokines of the noble lady lurking in Mai Yaxi's body began to recover and sprout.

In the darkness, Ye Feicheng quietly turned around and returned to the room, with a smile on his lips that he didn't even notice.

Interesting.

Mai Yaxi sent away Xia Ziqing, the god of plague, and breathed a sigh of relief, turned off the light in the living room, and went to the storage room to check if there was any spare cold medicine.

Mrs. Ye is getting old, so she must have spare medicine at home.

Sure enough, Mai Yaxi found her.

She prepared several quick-acting medicines and poured another glass of water before taking it upstairs to Ye Feicheng.

Ye Feicheng looked at the medicine she had prepared and raised his eyebrows: "Aren't you afraid of poisoning me to death?"

"Why do you say that? I'm not that stupid. Poisoning you to death won't do me any good." Mai Yaxi pushed forward the small box in her hand: "Take medicine!"