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night.

Outside the Zhao family's kitchen, several servants were gathering at the door, looking at the person holding a knife in surprise and worry.

The servant looked worried and reminded him with concern.

"Miss, you'd better take a break, let's do it..."

As soon as the servant finished speaking, Zhao Wanyi raised her sword and fell!

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——Touch! Touch!

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The chicken on the chopping board was cut into several pieces. Zhao Wanyi looked at it, but was still a little dissatisfied, so she raised the knife again.

The servants outside the kitchen were so shocked by this scene that they opened their eyes wide.

"What's going on?" At this moment, a calm voice suddenly came.

Zhao Muze came to the kitchen door and looked at the group of servants standing at the door with confusion.

"Master, Miss..." The servant looked embarrassed.

Upon hearing this, Zhao Muze looked puzzled, so he followed him to the kitchen door.

At this time, a few more sounds came from the kitchen.

Zhao Muze turned around and saw his delicate sister who could not even take up some heavy objects and was unable to hold a chicken with the power of a chicken in the kitchen.

The gentle and well-behaved face was full of concentration at this moment.

"..." Zhao Muze's mature face was full of astonishment, and his sister in the kitchen was incredible.

On weekdays, my sister is so delicate that she can’t resist her shoulders and can’t hold her hands. Not to mention heavy work, she has never even turned over a cup of tea by herself, let alone enter the kitchen.

But at this time, her quick figure working in the kitchen was completely different from her usual delicate appearance.

Zhao Muze turned around and asked the servant with a surprised look on his face.

"What's going on?"

"Miss, just now she went downstairs and asked us to ask for a chicken, saying that we wanted to make chicken soup, but we didn't let us interfere, saying that our cooking skills were not good." The servant said a little aggrieved.

As soon as his sister who never knows how to cook, she wanted to make chicken soup, Zhao Muze's face showed a look of confusion again.

"Cook chicken soup?"

But in a blink of an eye, looking at his sister's busy figure, Zhao Muze's face felt a little more relieved and joy.

"Wan Yi has finally grown up."

He subconsciously thought that the reason why his sister made soup was because he had been unable to eat or drink for his sister's affairs these days, so his sister cooked for him.

Thinking of this, the joy on Zhao Muze's face was hard to express for a moment.

My sister who has been in love with so many years finally knows that she feels sorry for her elder brother.

He was very moved.

Just as Zhao Muze was immersed in his sister's love for him, the servant's voice continued to ring.

"Yes, the lady said Mr. Ji... No, it's a son-in-law. The son-in-law was injured and shed a lot of blood. He needs to make up for it. I really couldn't see it before, but the lady turned out to be a good wife."

They used to think that after the lady married Ji Mushen, she would be in chaos and unable to remain peaceful.

But unexpectedly, the lady who had just gotten married, who had been working hard all day long suddenly became gentle. She smiled so gentle and beautifully, but she knew how to feel sorry for her newlywed husband.

It seems that their lady finally figured it out. Aunt Ji is outstanding in every place. Apart from his bad temper, he has nothing to say about the lady.

After the servant finished speaking, Zhao Muze, who was still smiling with a happy face, suddenly stopped the smile on his face...

He turned his head, looked at the servant with an unexpected look on his face, and asked in surprise.

"This soup... was it boiled for Ji Mushen?"
Chapter completed!