Butler Zhu was stunned, "Young madam, is today's porridge not to your liking?"

"Yeah." Su Qi replied affirmatively.

"I'll call someone over right away." Butler Zhu wiped his sweat and went directly to the kitchen himself.

After Butler Zhu left, the dinner table became quiet. Mrs. Mo and Mo Xiuhan both looked at Su Qi at the same time.

Mo Xiuhan's expression didn't change much, but his eyes were slightly curious.

Old Mrs. Mo's face was completely puffed up and she looked extremely angry.

What an arrogant and rude little girl.

The old lady dares to do anything wrong here.

How could he take her old lady seriously?

Sure enough, those rumors were not groundless.

It's obviously a fact.

The old lady lost all her appetite in an instant. She just wanted to drink porridge, so she directly put down the spoon in her hand.

When he put it down, he did not move lightly, and several servants on the side were startled. Soon they looked at Su Qi, with gloating smiles on their faces.

One of them had hatred in his eyes.

This country bumpkin, the second master just served her a bowl of porridge, and she didn't even know her last name.

How dare you show your temper in front of the old lady.

The old lady hates people like this the most. No, the old lady is angry. Very angry.

The second master has always been filial to the old lady and will definitely drive her out.

Finally we have to kick her out!

Su Qi took a look and knew that the old lady was angry, so her eyes flashed and she said nothing.

Butler Zhu quickly called the cook who was making porridge to Su Qi.

Mo Xiuhan and the old lady were both there. The cook lowered her head nervously, "Young madam, I wonder why this porridge doesn't suit your taste?"

"You don't know?" Su Qi looked sideways, her soft voice full of doubts.

The cook was obviously confused by the question, "I... don't know."

She quickly added, "This is how the glutinous rice and longan porridge is cooked. If the young madam is not used to it, what kind of taste does the young madam like? Please explain, young madam, I will make it according to your favorite taste.

Porridge."

Old Mrs. Mo's face turned cold when she saw this scene.

This porridge is not to the taste of this smelly girl. It is obvious that she is deliberately making things difficult for the servant.

What an arrogant and rude little girl.

Mo Xiuhan remained silent on the sidelines. He didn't even eat, and he didn't continue to eat. He just handled his work with his mobile phone.

Su Qi listened to the cook's words and pondered for a while, then opened her eyes wide with confusion, looked at the cook and asked, "I said last time that your porridge was not to my liking, but you didn't ask me how I liked it.

You can quickly make the right porridge for any flavor of porridge, why can’t you make it this time?”

As soon as Su Qi finished speaking, the cook's face immediately changed color.

Unexpectedly, Su Qi suddenly turned to look at a maid waiting at the side, and continued, "Last time you said that I had a taste problem, so I asked you to try it. Do you still remember the porridge that time? What was it?

Does it taste?"

"Young... Young Madam..." The maid never expected that Su Qi would suddenly mention this matter in front of Mo Xiuhan and the old lady. Her face that was gloating just now turned pale in fear.

She stuttered back, "I...I...I don't remember..."

"Didn't you eat all that bowl of porridge and don't you remember it?" Su Qi seemed a little depressed, her beautiful eyebrows wrinkled slightly, and then she looked at the cook, "I thought you were the best person in the world.
Chapter completed!