"You...why are you doing kneeling? If you let outsiders see it, you must say I'll abuse you." Mu Luo coughed lightly and said, "Come on, help the young master up and have a good meal."

The maids helped He Chaosheng up extremely reluctantly. Like this young lady, they were all looking forward to the death of the master and gaining the privilege of "suming up to heaven". As long as He Chaosheng was squeezed out, they would have the final say in this family.

However, the difference between Muluo today and the one who happily danced yesterday was too big.

The maids had a small plan in their hearts, but they didn't say it out loud, but they just quietly served the dishes little by little and placed them in front of He Chaosheng and Mu Luo.

Three-quarter cooked eggs and five-quarter cooked steak.

Very good, Western-style breakfast, expensive, and I feel uncomfortable with it.

Mu Luo's fingers were curled on his hair, and he had no appetite. He Chaosheng had no movement at all. He sat on the chair like a piece of wood, staring at Mu Luo.

Mu Luo finally couldn't help it. She held her cheek with one hand and said, "He Chaosheng? Can we have dinner first? What do you mean by staring at me? Are you afraid that I will poison it?"

"I don't think it's nothing if you don't say it. Since you said it, I really should be suspicious." He Chaosheng looked at the breakfast in front of him and said, "Maybe this is my last meal, right?"

Mu Luo had no choice but to think that children of He Chaosheng were at the age of time, so how could they not eat without food?

In order to show his innocence, Mu Luo cut all the things on his plate into small pieces and ate them himself, and then asked the maid to give her meal to He Chaosheng.

"I've eaten it all, so it's OK, let's have a good meal."

He Chaosheng didn't say anything, looked at the plate in front of him and fell into deep thought.

Mu Luo didn't want to worry about him anymore, so he got up and put on a coat, and said, "I'm full, I'll go and pay tribute to him... well... your father."

The memorial service is just a reason, and Mu Luo just wants to take the opportunity to go out for a walk.

When Mu Luo walked at the door, he suddenly paused for a moment and asked silently in his mind: "System, I'm going to pay tribute to his father, it shouldn't be considered OOC, right?"

[System: Not counting, after all, there is still a need for superficial skills, but if you let him eat, there is an OOC element. After all, how can the villain eat with peace of mind?]

Mu Luo rolled his eyes, said to the maid beside him, "The master's funeral should have been dealt with."

"Yes, the master chose the cemetery himself before his death and was buried yesterday." The maid replied.

Mu Luo nodded, then looked at the flower in the middle of the table, which was a small orchid with a light blue luster. Although Mu Luo couldn't name the flower, she liked it very much, so she carried the flower, ordered a maid to lead the way, and went out.

He Chaosheng stood on the side of the dining table and had not come to his senses for a long time.

After a while, he grabbed the tablecloth and lifted all the things on the table, including the breakfast that Muluo had eaten: "She thought she was! What else did she say to pay tribute to my dad?! Did he think this would change something? It was simply a dream!!"

The maids looked at each other and faced the suddenly crazy young master with indifference. They packed things silently in an orderly manner.

"You don't talk, okay, you don't talk! I tell you, I will kill that woman one day! Then I will dig out all your eyes!"

One of the maids sneered and said calmly: "Young Master, it's fine if you say something angry. You are still alive now. It's entirely because our eldest lady is happy today. Maybe the eldest lady is just happy and gives you a good look. Don't overestimate yourself."

"That's right, young master, the master left most of his inheritance to the eldest lady. Your current status is not as good as that of our sisters."

"Yes, you're the only thing you can do is to lose your temper."

As he said that, the maids all laughed. The laughter was very harsh. He Chaosheng clenched his fists and his nails penetrated deeply into the flesh.

After Muluo went out, he felt much more comfortable all over.

Before, I always felt an invisible depression in that big house, which made her breathless.

The little maid who followed her was very cautious. After calling the driver, she quietly sat with Mu Luo in the back seat.

Mu Luo hadn't looked at it carefully, but he only vaguely felt that these maids looked very similar... Whether it was their eyebrows or their mouths, there were always similarities.

[System: My dear host, the setting I gave you has written. There are seven personal maids of the villain Muluo, who are sphingplants, and they look like they are normal. They are from Australia...]

"Hextplants?! Can you write any broken book? Is this reasonable?"

[System: Don't worry about the reasonableness or not, I'll give you the settings, you have to read them quickly!]

"Why did I study the settings so carefully? It would be good if I could remember that part of myself in such a short time."

Mu Luo complained, and the little maid next to him suddenly asked, "Miss, do you think it's too hot? Should you turn the temperature of the air conditioner down a little?"

"Ah, no need." Mu Luo coughed lightly and asked a little embarrassedly: "What's your name? Maybe I drank too much wine yesterday and my head hurts a little."

"Miss, don't joke with me." The little maid said calmly: "We don't have names, numbers are our names. I am Number 7. Although I am the youngest and have been taken care of by several sisters, I am also an excellent soldier..."

Is the word warrior a little heavier?

Maybe foreigners are like this, no matter what, they pay attention to the spirit of chivalry.

If you don’t have a name yet, then you will be called “big baby” and “second baby”, which can be collected for seven.

After driving for more than ten minutes, the car arrived at the cemetery. The cemetery was very large and buried with all kinds of people. Even the richest people could only buy thirteen square meters of place for burial.

"This is really a place that is worth every inch of land." Mu Luo sighed, holding the little orchid in his hand, walking forward step by step.

The staff took her to the grave of her so-called adoptive father.

There is a black and white photo on the tombstone, which looks very similar to He Chaosheng.

That's what... it's like visiting my ex-boyfriend's grave, and it feels exciting to think about it.

The setting says that He Chaosheng's father died in an accidental car accident caused by the villain Muluo. There is not even a name in the article. Even if it is on the tombstone, only the tomb of xx is engraved. It's really pitiful.

After a moment of emotion, Mu Luo placed the bouquet in front of the tombstone and said to the system: "System, what books are you choosing? Can't the author of Killing Thousand Swords give the poor man a name?"

[System: Do you live by the beach? Is the tube so wide?]

Muluo: "..."

"Miss, don't worry." The maid approached and said, "We handled this matter very carefully and no one will ever discover it. What you need to deal with the most now is the young master..."

"He is just a child, I will not attack him." Mu Luo said seriously: "Go back and tell your sisters and let them be kind to the child. He has just lost his father and will definitely lose his temper."

Abusing the male protagonist only means getting a lunch box earlier. Muluo has decided to use the limited time to make good use of his favorability, be a good sister of the nation, and then return to his own world as soon as possible.

The maids didn't say anything. In their lives, they would never ask their master "why", they would only obey orders.

A haze fell from the sky, and soon, the drizzle began to fall. Mu Luo didn't want to go back, she wanted to escape for a while.

The maid opened her umbrella and sat quietly in the drizzle, as if she could hear the world breathing.

Every book is a story on the top of my heart. Perhaps this book is not as bloody as Muluo imagined.

She stayed in front of the grave for a whole day, but she didn't know that not far away, her eyes were looking at her like obsidian. This time, she looked at her for a whole day.
Chapter completed!