Xia Youxin quickly understood what the housekeeper meant. Since she wanted to be in the limelight in front of Mr. Ye's mother, she definitely didn't want her to participate. She also emphasized that five people were needed for this purpose.

She looked at the housekeeper calmly and said softly: "I can't dance either. Housekeeper, please arrange for five of them."

"Okay, then it's settled!"

Zhao Tianai also understood that the housekeeper must want her to perform well in front of Ye Mu and give her a chance.

In the next ten days, the maids spent all their time rehearsing in addition to their daily work. The housekeeper did not relax his "discipline" of Xia Youxin and still let her bask in the sun at noon every day.

On the afternoon of August 11, all the maids lined up, waiting to greet Ye Qianmo’s mother.

Ye Qianmo personally drove his mother over in a silver Mercedes-Benz. When he got out of the car, he opened the car door for his mother and helped her out of the car.

As soon as he helped his mother into the hall, all the maids and security guards bowed and greeted in unison: "Good afternoon, madam!"

The lady dressed in dark purple said gently: "Thank you!" Then, with the support of her son, she entered the elegant and exquisite bedroom that Ye Qianmo had prepared for her. The housekeepers and a group of people were waiting behind her.

"Mo'er, tell them all to get busy. I have something to say to you alone."

Ye Qianmo waved his hand, and the housekeeper took everyone away.

Ye's mother, Fu Fengyi, sat down on the sofa and said with a bit of fondness and a bit of helplessness: "Mo'er, you are fooling around again! You made the residence so luxurious and the servants so high-profile, you did it on purpose.

Are you going to embarrass your father?"

"No, Mom, if it was intentional, I would have hired hundreds of maids, and these are just a few. You come here and stay for a few days. I have learned a few new dishes, and I will cook them for you tonight."

"Really?" Fu Fengyi's expression was very expectant, and she said with a loving smile: "My son has the best craftsmanship, you can do it now, and call me the housekeeper by the way!"

Ye Qianmo went out, ordered the housekeeper to go in, and said to Xia Youxin, who was standing with her head bowed, "Follow me."

"Yes, Mr. Ye!"

Ye Qianmo took Xia Youxin to the kitchen and said to the chef and the handyman: "You can rest for three days in a row. If you want to go home, you can go home. You can also stay in Ye's house. The housekeeper will give you something."

Give some subsidies.”

"Thank you Mr. Ye!"

Everyone thanked them profusely and left, leaving only Ye Qianmo and Xia Youxin in the huge kitchen.

"You give me a hand and do whatever I ask you to do."

"yes!"

The housekeeper stood respectfully in front of Fu Fengyi and asked, "Madam, what are your orders?"

"I just want to ask, are these new maids Mo'er has hired safe and sound?"

"Madam, most of them are still at peace."

"most?"

"Yes, there are one or two people who don't do their job well. Especially Xia Youxin, she is courteous to Mr. Ye in every possible way. I have reminded Mr. Ye several times and want him to be fired, but Mr. Ye seems to be reluctant to let go."

"Okay, I get it now!"

"Then look, should I call her over now and talk to you?" the housekeeper tentatively suggested.

Fu Fengyi waved her hand and said: "It's not urgent. I asked you to come. There is one more thing. Mo'er's father may come tomorrow. I want to ease the relationship between father and son. You can also help me.

Think about it and see what you can do."

"Yes, ma'am."

"Go and do your work."

"Yes, ma'am."

In the kitchen, Ye Qianmo carefully prepared every ingredient. He was very skillful in his movements, and it seemed that this was not his first time in the kitchen.

He was usually so aloof and aloof, but he didn't expect to cook by himself just to make his mother happy. This made Xia Youxin look at him with admiration.

"Wash the cucumber, don't peel it."

"good."

The flowers on the top of the cucumber are very fresh and have thorns. After Xia Youxin washed them with water, she carefully rubbed off the thorns with her palms.

Are you so careful because you are afraid of pricking his hand?
Chapter completed!