Quick Transmigration: Male Lead, You’re Overpowered?

Ah Zhao frowned.

She didn't say much, she just pushed the soup on the table to Aunt Zhang: “I don't mean anything. Give this soup to Aunt Zhang yourself. ”

Aunt Zhang's face changed: “Miss Xu, do you think this old woman is useless? ”

She glanced at Xiao Yan sitting across from Azhao and suddenly raised her voice: “Although I am useless, I have also stepped here to work hard and diligently for so many years. No credit or hard work, Miss Xu, look at me, just say it directly, I'm not here to interfere with your eyes, why do I have to deliberately provoke you? ”

Aunt Zhang can't see Zhao in her heart.

There are some people in the world who, seeing that they are stronger in every way than themselves, like to speculate with the most malicious assumptions, so that no one else can see better.

As if that was the only way she could find a balance.

Aunt Zhang is usually like this, otherwise, Zhao is such a young beautiful and knowledgeable girl, what does she use to find superiority?

Zhao doesn't really argue with people, and she doesn't think there's much to argue with Aunt Zhang.

When she heard Aunt Zhang nod her head: “Well, since you think so, I don't think you can even make a soup. I don't even know if the material stinks anymore, it's quite useless. ”

“In that case, you should go. ”

Zhao felt that he was very understanding.

Look, Aunt Zhang said it herself, she just complied with her intentions.

Unfortunately Aunt Zhang doesn't seem to appreciate it.

She glanced hard at Zhao and cried at Xiaoyan: “Master Xiaoyan, I have cooked for you for at least a few years, will you let Aunt Zhang be bullied? ”

Xiao Yan seemed a little embarrassed.

He looked at Azhao, looked at Aunt Zhang again, and seemed to compare which was more important.

Finally, he looked at the butler: "Butler, what do you think? ”

The housekeeper sighed in his heart, insinuating that Master Xiao Yan was really a man with no opinions, so much to ask others.

Though I thought so, the butler didn't show half the face.

“It's Aunt Zhang's fault that the soup is broken but served to the owner. But deduct a day's salary for all her years.” The butler said.

Zhao drummed up his face.

That's very biased.

When Aunt Zhang looked happy, she knew the butler would help herself.

She looked at Zhao proudly and was about to make a sound: “I said...”

Xiao Yan Qingyue's voice sounded again: “But... I don't want to upset the teacher. ”

The butler and Aunt Zhang were both shocked.

Xiao Yan has focused on Zhao: “The teacher is Xiao Yan's most important person. I don't care whether it's merit or merit, it upsets the teacher, it's just not good. ”

A Zhaoxin shuddered.

She knows in her heart that this is what the man said intentionally, not really.

But when she really hears this -- especially when the other person's eyes are focused and gentle -- she just feels her heart beating a little faster.

Xiao Yan had reached out and grabbed her hand, almost in the same tone: “Teacher, I threw her away. Don't be upset, okay? ”

The butler frowned: “Young master, you can't...”

Xiao Yan grabbed Zhao's hand and didn't even answer his head: “Housekeeper, don't persuade me, I won't listen. ”

Aunt Zhang suddenly said out loud: “If you do this, I'm going to review it with my husband and wife! ”

Xiao Yan looked back at Aunt Zhang. There was no expression on her face and said quietly: “This villa was left to me by my mother. ”