Chapter 15
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"That won't do. I know what my son is like. He's so hard to please." Murong Cheng showed a disgusted look and asked, "By the way, what's your name? How old are you?"
Luo Sang was stunned. Wasn't it said that the wealthier a lady was, the more picky and hard to get along with? This Mrs. Nian was so easy to get along with. But why did she make it sound like a blind date? "My name is Luo Sang, I'm thirty this year," she said.
"Thirty …" Murong Cheng paused for a second, seeming to feel sorry for Luo Sang. But soon, she smiled and said to Sister Lan, "From now on, Ms. Luo can eat with Tingting. She'll eat whatever Tingting eats. She's a carer, not a servant. We're employees, so we're equal."
"Mom …" Nian Junting glared at her and said, "This is my home. Can you stay out of it? If you do this again, I'll stop eating."
"It's fine if you don't want to eat," Murong Cheng said casually, "It's a good opportunity to save food. If you're hungry, go out and eat if you can, or cook for yourself. But with your crippled appearance, I don't think it's possible for you to get fed even if you want to eat."
"You …" Nian Junting was so angry that his body was trembling.
He reminded Luo Sang of a patient who had a stroke. Her mother had been so supportive these years.
"Alright, I'm your mother, so I'm in charge of this family. Unless you don't want me as your mother anymore," Murong Cheng rubbed Xiaosi's fluffy head and said, "One more thing. I'm going to build a house in the South Garden, but I'm short on hands. I'll ask Steward Wu to help me for a while. Sister Lan and Ms. Luo will be in charge of you."
Nian Junting paused briefly, then realized that something was wrong. "If you don't have enough hands, go hire someone else. I only have three people here, and one of them can't even walk, but you're poaching one of them. What kind of mother are you?"
"Don't you always dislike crowds? Besides, I heard that Steward Wu is very attentive, so I trust him," said Murong Cheng, then glanced at her watch and said, "I have to go now. I have an important meeting at ten o 'clock, so I'll leave now."
He stood up, took out a name card from his bag and handed it to Luo Sang. "Miss Luo, I'll leave this place to you. If Tingting bullies you, call me." After saying that, he flicked his sleeves and walked away.
"So, what exactly are you here for?" He said that he was here to see him, but it turned out that he was here to poach people.
What kind of bad luck did he have in his past life to have such a mother?
Nian Junting felt that he would die of anger sooner or later.
Luo Sang wasn't in a good mood either. If Steward Wu was transferred away, wouldn't she have to give Nian Junting a bath every day?
Thinking of Tingting, who had to face him every day, Luo Sang couldn't calm down.
"Give me my phone," Nian Junting abruptly reached his hand out to her. He had calmed down in just a short while.
After all, Murong Cheng's attitude towards Luo Sang was too strange.
Luo Sang came back to her senses and hurriedly handed his phone to him.
Nian Junting quickly dialed Doctor Shen's number and asked, "Did you say something to my mother?"
"Madam asks about your condition every day. I mentioned that you asked me to come over. I think it's very important …"
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