PFC Chapter 219: Not destined to be a rich wife
Chapter 219: Not destined to be a rich wife
Wen family villa.
It was late at night, around one in the morning, when Lin Yueqin finally finished all her work. She walked out of the kitchen with a sore back and returned to her servant's room with a gloomy face.
Without Tian Qiugui, all the work in the villa fell on her alone. She was almost exhausted to death in the past two days. She never knew that there was so much work to do!
She had to get up before dawn to prepare breakfast for the Wen family. After they finished eating, she had to clean up the tableware, clean the restaurant and kitchen, wash the dishes, and then put them in the sterilizer for disinfection.
After finishing all this, she still has to mop the floors of the three-story villa, collect the trash cans in each room, and replace them with new trash bags.
Before she finished these chores, she had to prepare lunch.
It was another busy day. She prepared lunch as if she was fighting a war, and then hid in the kitchen to eat a few bites of food. However, Mr. Wen complained that she was too sloppy in cooking, saying that she only knew how to cook rice to save trouble and was not willing to spend time making pastries. He wanted to eat hand-rolled noodles and beef pie.
There was no time to make hand-rolled noodles and pies, so she could only quickly cook a bowl of wontons that had been frozen in the refrigerator to get by.
Mr. Wen was still not satisfied. He complained that the dishes were not cooked well. They were mostly vegetables, with only one stewed pork rib that was so hard to chew. He wanted to deduct her salary.
During lunch, he got very angry and left, saying that if the food at home continued to be like this, he would never come back to eat.
Even Mrs. Wen, who was always good-tempered and easy-going, was not very happy. On the one hand, it was because Mr. Wen was angry and left because of the poor lunch. On the other hand, she did not like to eat rice. She preferred to eat things with soup, such as chicken noodle soup and mushroom noodles.
After finally getting through lunch time, Lin Yueqin started washing clothes for the whole family. She also had to change the sheets and quilt covers in every bedroom, and then wash and dry them.
Then she would mop the floors of the entire villa again.
Mrs. Wen loves cleanliness and mops the floor twice a day, which is a strict rule.
However, there were three servants in the family before, so they were naturally able to handle these chores.
But now one of them was killed by Shi Youjin and one was driven away by Lin Yueqin, leaving Lin Yueqin alone, and she has to do the work of three people alone.
At the end of the day, she was so tired that she kept cursing Mrs. Wen in her heart. She wished she could switch identities with Mrs. Wen, or even better, let Mrs. Wen die quickly so that she could take her place.
Unfortunately, no matter how much she cursed, it was useless. She had done all the work she was supposed to do, and Mrs. Wen was alive and well. After the operation, she looked more energetic than before.
She was still not destined to be a wealthy wife and could only envy and be jealous of Mrs. Wen.
I lay down on the bed and was about to rest when there was a slight sound from the door and it was pushed open.
Lin Yueqin quickly sat up and asked vigilantly: "Who?!"
Wen Nianyou walked in, closed the door, and said in a low voice: "It's me."
Lin Yueqin finally breathed a sigh of relief: "My eldest lady, why aren't you sleeping? What are you doing here? Don't let the lady find out!"
"She's asleep, and Wen Xingye hasn't come back yet. No one will know that I came to see you."
Wen Nianyou sat down on the sofa and said disdainfully: "Besides, what's wrong with me coming to see you? Who said that the young lady can't chat with the servants?"
"I am still frightened by what happened to Tian Qiugui. I am afraid that someone will find out our secret again, and then no one will be able to help us get rid of the trouble."
Wen Nianyu was very upset. Although Tian Qiugui had been killed, her sense of crisis was still very strong, and it was stronger than ever before.
"Do you think that we can rest easy now that Tian Qiugui is dead? You are totally wrong, do you understand?"
"What's wrong? Is there anyone else who knows our secret? But didn't you say that you haven't received any blackmail text messages since Tian Qiugui died? Doesn't that prove that the one who blackmailed you was Tian Qiugui, not anyone else?"