Chapter 471
Words:1265Update:22/06/27 03:53:10
Lu Junhan's hand that was holding the cup of coffee paused. He narrowed his eyes dangerously. "Mom?"
"Yes."
The little girl's fair and tender little finger poked at the half-eaten soup dumpling that her father had thrown on the table. She didn't know what seasoning had been added, but the meat filling was gray, as if it was rotten meat. It exuded a strange and poisonous smell.
"This soup dumpling tastes the same as Mom's! It's disgusting! Dad, let me tell you, only Mom can make such disgusting food. No one else can! "
The little girl seemed a little proud of the last sentence.
Lu Junhan: "…"
Lu Junhan's focus wasn't on her mother's disgusting food. His deep and dark eyes darkened.
"Does this really taste the same as your mother's?"
"Yes." The little girl smacked her lips, as if she was reminiscing. "It's the same!"
As soon as she finished speaking, Lu Junhan directly called the housekeeper over. "Bring everyone in the kitchen here."
The Family Lu's chefs and servants had all been tested. It was impossible for them to make something that even dogs wouldn't eat. There was only one possibility — someone had snuck in.
This person was most likely this little troublemaker's mother.
Lu Junhan's expression darkened. When the butler saw him like this, although he didn't know why, he didn't dare to say anything. Just as he turned around and was about to walk into the kitchen, there was a splash. The sound of oil coming into contact with water could be heard from the kitchen, followed by a boom. It sounded like something had exploded. Then, someone shouted anxiously, "Master, you're in trouble.
"Oh no, it's on fire!!!"
The living room was in a mess. The housekeeper couldn't care too much and hurriedly found someone to put out the fire. Lu Junhan seemed to have thought of something. He coldly ordered the bodyguards to surround the living room and not let anyone out.
But it was too late. There was still water in the pot, so Ruan Zhi poured the oil in. After that, the oil droplets splashed in all directions. In order to avoid the splashing oil droplets, she wanted to turn the fire down a little. Who knew that she would turn the fire in the wrong direction? She turned the fire to the maximum and the flames instantly surged up.
She directly ignited the curtains from the kitchen and her own clothes!
She was on the verge of tears. Her body was burning with pain from the fire. While the crowd was panicking, she ran out in a hurry and jumped into the pond in the courtyard. Then, she was so ashamed that she didn't want to see anyone. She sank to the bottom of the pond to calm down.
But the others were busy putting out the fire and no one noticed her.
Fortunately, the Family Lu's servants dealt with it in time, and the fire did not spread. The fire on the curtains was quickly put out.
The butler pulled everyone from the kitchen to the living room with a gloomy face.
The fire in the kitchen was not a big deal, but it was not a small matter either. Most importantly, he did not understand how those chefs could have made such a mistake.
Lu Junhan's eyes fell on the maids at the end of the line. She didn't find any unfamiliar faces and couldn't help but frown slightly.
He was different from the butler. He did not believe that the fire was caused by the chefs or the Family Lu's servants. On the contrary, he felt that this fire was most likely caused by the little troublemaker's mother in order to escape.
His expression was originally cold. With a frown and the fire in the kitchen just now, a group of people stood in front of him. They were already trembling with fear. Looking at the situation now, their faces turned pale.
The little girl sat by her father's side. She looked at these uncles and aunties with her big black eyes. She did not understand what her father wanted to do, and she felt extremely bored. She could only lower her head and play with her small hands.
Lu Junhan glanced at them and said in a deep voice, "Who made the soup dumplings?"
Although the people in the kitchen did not know how the fire started, after all, everyone was busy at that time, but regarding the fire, they could not shake off the responsibility. They were already worried that Young Master Lu would punish them harshly, but when they heard that the first thing he asked about was not the fire, many of them heaved a sigh of relief.
When they heard him ask about the soup dumplings, those people wanted to make up for their mistakes, and their attitudes were very positive.
"Yes —"
But they only said one word, and they were stumped.
Then, in the next second, they all widened their eyes in disbelief. They looked at each other and saw the shock and astonishment on each other's faces.
The servants and chefs in the villa were all old people. The servants all lived in the same building. They interacted with each other day and night, and they were already very familiar with each other. They could almost call out everyone's name, but at this moment, they realized that they did not know the name of the maid who made the soup dumplings at all!
But when they saw her, they didn't feel the slightest bit strange. It was as if she had always been one of them.
The butler had a good memory. He knew who had entered the kitchen. He counted and realized that one person was missing, and he still could not call out the name of the person who was missing!
You've already exceeded your reading limit for today. If you want to read more, please log in.
Login
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
