1867 She really wants to get close to you

The helper in the house was a genuine foreign Auntie. Sometimes, Ji Mianmian really did not want to eat the food she made. How could she make such authentic dumplings, especially the dumpling filling? how could a foreigner make such delicious dumplings?

And the beautiful folds on the dumplings, one look and you could tell that they were made by a very skilled person.

Ji Mianmian thought about it and realized that only Madam Murong could make authentic dumplings in this family.

When Madam Murong was young, her eyes had narrowed."I haven't done it for a few years, so I'm not used to it anymore."

"The food you made is really delicious. It's really delicious."

Murong Mian took out a piece of tissue and wiped the corner of Ji Mianmian's mouth."Are you full?"

Ji Mianmian nodded."Yes, I'm ... Full."

Murong Mian held her hand as she stood up."Thank you for the supper, Madam. It's late, you should go and rest."

Madam Murong nodded."It's getting late. You should rest as well."

"Good night," she said. Murong Mian held Ji Mianmian's hand and walked away.

She felt that it was impolite, so she turned around and said,""Madam, you should go to sleep. We'll go back first. Good night."

"Good night," Madam Murong nodded with a smile.

She watched the two of them disappear around the corner of the stairs. She turned to look at the empty Bowls and chopsticks, and the smile on her face became gentler. The light of the crystal lamp above her head shone on her face and dispelled the sadness in her.

The maid came out and quickly cleaned up the dishes.

"I'll do it,"Madam Murong said.

The maid was stunned. She didn't understand what was wrong with Madam. She actually wanted to wash the dishes herself?

Madam Murong picked up the bowl and chopsticks and went to the kitchen.

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She returned to her room, took a shower, and lay on the bed. Ji Mianmian sighed in comfort.

She rubbed her stomach and said,"Aiya, I've finally had a comfortable meal."

Murong Mian smiled and touched her hair. It was still a little wet. She pulled her up and took a dry towel to slowly dry it. "I'll make it for you tomorrow. "

Ji Mianmian agreed repeatedly. She had an idea and asked,""Why do I feel that there's something wrong between you and Madam Murong? are you hiding something from me?"

Murong Mian, who was drying her hair, paused for a moment and smiled.""You have a mother? Then tell me, what's wrong between us?"

Ji Mianmian did not notice the slight change in Murong Mian's expression. She said,""I can't say it. Anyway, I feel that something is not right sometimes. You seem to be particularly repulsed by Madam Murong, but she seems to want to get close to you."

Anyway, this was how she felt. She always felt that the way Madam Murong looked at Murong Mian reminded her of her mother, who was thousands of miles away on the other side of the ocean.

Ji Mianmian sighed. She wanted to get married. She missed her parents.

Murong Mian nodded."Silly girl, of course I'd reject her. She saved me, but I didn't just want to change my face. Besides, I don't want to have too much contact with her. A deal is a deal. There's no need to get too involved."

Ji Mianmian felt that Murong Mian was right. They should not get too involved with Madam Murong.

But ...

"But Madam Murong is ..."

Murong Mian wiped her face for a while and felt that it was enough. She put down the towel and said,"I think it's probably because she missed her son so much that she wanted to find someone to entrust her to. After all, she has nothing now. If she doesn't find someone to entrust her to, she might collapse very soon."

"You're right. Sigh, Madam Murong is really a pitiful person. "

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