Bei Wei suddenly picked up his bowl and ordered her.
Zhang Mingliang glanced at the empty bowl and reminded her, "There is no benefit in drinking too much ginseng soup at night."
"Why are you talking so much? I don't know if it's okay? Go to Sheng."
Beiwei forbids her to resist.
Zhang Mingliang nodded and took her bowl to fill the soup.
Bei Wei turned to look at her, and the more he looked at her, the more displeased he became. This girl was her daughter, and she was also the person she hated the most.
It would have been okay if Zhang Mingli had obediently obeyed her arrangements at first, but now, she only thinks Zhang Mingli is an eyesore.
Zhang Mingliang filled the soup, stirred the bowl gently twice with a spoon, took a piece of paper and wiped her ring finger that "accidentally" stuck into the bowl, then threw the paper into the trash can and went out with the bowl.
Bei Wei looked at her coldly, "Has Zhan Fei said anything to you recently?"
"have."
Zhang Mingliang looked at her and said.
Bei Wei stopped drinking soup and looked up at her, "What did you say?"
"Tell me to consider becoming the young lady of the Zhan family, and I will enjoy endless glory and wealth."
"Haha, doesn't he know that you like that cripple from the Su family?"
"..."
Disabled?
Zhang Mingliang looked at Bei Wei, slowly leaned closer to her, and reminded her coldly: "I don't like being disabled now, I want glory and wealth now."
"Just you? You don't deserve it."
Bei chuckled slightly, lowered her head and continued to enjoy her ginseng soup. She had been too tired recently and really needed to drink more.
Zhang Mingliang watched her sipping the soup one mouthful at a time, feeling that this woman deserved to die.
In fact, she originally planned to pretend to be a good person and bring a cup of hot milk to Bei Wei, but now it seems that it is not necessary.
She was a little worried about timing.
After finishing the soup, Bei Wei got up and said before leaving: "Wash the dishes before going to bed. Thinking about it this way, you haven't washed the dishes for me yet, so you should consider it as a filial piety."
Zhang Mingliang was speechless and fulfilled her filial piety?
She will do her best.
Bei Wei walked up to her and patted her shoulder, "Young Madam Zhan, don't think about it anymore. You missed the best opportunity. You have to remember that you belong to me, and you can only receive what I give you."
, you can’t take what Zhan Fei gave to you.”
After saying this, Bei Wei left tiredly. She planned to have a good sleep, but she was so tired.
"mom."
Zhang Mingliang suddenly turned around, looked at her back and shouted.
Bei frowned slightly, mother and daughter were separated by a screen.
"How about you go to my room and wait for a while? I'll go and talk to you after washing the dishes."
Her tone was still cold, but the words "Mom said" just now made Bei Wei go upstairs and enter her room.
Zhang Mingliang took the bowl, washed it and put it in the cupboard.
The older a person gets, the longer they seem to be able to endure it.
Zhang Mingliang is a person who has been very tolerant since she was a child. After all, she was abandoned since she was a child, so she learned to observe words and emotions, and then learned more and more.
Facing the torture from Bei Wei and Zhan Fei, isn't she used to it?
I looked at the watch on my wrist and saw that it was only after nine o'clock.
Zhang Mingliang raised his head slightly and sighed.
This night seemed ordinary, but in fact it was dangerous.
If she doesn't handle it well and no one outside is there to help her, then she may really not be able to leave Zhan's house tomorrow.