"You...why are you still kneeling? If outsiders see it, I will be accused of abusing you." Mulo coughed lightly and said, "Someone, help the young master up and eat well."
The maids helped He Chaosheng up reluctantly. Like the eldest lady, they were all looking forward to the master's death and the privilege of being "ascend to heaven". As long as He Chaosheng was expelled, they would have the final say in this family. .
However, the gap between today's Mulo and the one who was happily dancing around yesterday is a bit too big.
The maids had small calculations in their minds, but they would not say it out loud. They just quietly brought out the dishes bit by bit and placed them in front of He Chaosheng and Mu Luo.
Eggs medium rare and steak medium rare.
Very good. Western-style breakfast is expensive and I feel uncomfortable eating it.
Mu Luo's fingers were curling in his hair, and he had no appetite. He Chaosheng didn't move at all. He sat on the chair like a piece of wood, looking straight at Mu Luo.
Mu Luo finally couldn't help it anymore. She held her chin with one hand and said, "He Chaosheng? Can we eat first? What do you mean by staring at me? Are you afraid that I will poison you?"
"I thought it was nothing if you didn't tell me. Now that you have, I should really doubt it." He Chaosheng looked at the breakfast in front of him and said, "Maybe this will be my last meal, right?"
Mu Luo had no choice but to think that children of He Chaosheng's age were growing up, so what would happen if they didn't eat.
To show his innocence, Mu Luo cut off a small piece of everything on his plate and ate it himself, and then asked the maid to bring her rice to He Chaosheng.
"I've already eaten, so that's okay. Let's eat well."
He Chaosheng said nothing, looked at the plate in front of him, and fell into deep thought.
Mulo didn't want to care about him anymore. He stood up, put on a coat, and said, "I'm full. I'm going to pay homage to... um... your father."
The memorial ceremony was just a pretext, Mulo just wanted to take the opportunity to go out for a walk.
When Mulo walked to the door, he suddenly paused and asked silently in his mind: "System, if I go to pay homage to his father, it shouldn't be considered OOC, right?"
[System: It doesn’t count. After all, superficial skills are still necessary, but the fact that you let him eat has OOC elements. After all, how can the villain let the protagonist eat in peace. 】
Mulo rolled his eyes and said to the maid on the side, "I think the master's funeral affairs have been taken care of."
"Yes, the master chose the cemetery himself before his death, and he was buried yesterday." The maid replied.
Mulo nodded, and then looked at the flower in the center of the table, which was a small orchid with light blue luster. Although Mulo couldn't name the flower, she liked it very much, so she carried the flower with her casually. I asked a maid to lead the way and went out.
He Chaosheng froze at the side of the dining table and did not come back to his senses for a long time.
After a while, he grabbed the tablecloth and pushed down everything on the table, including the breakfast that Mulo had eaten: "Who does she think she is! What are you saying about going to pay homage to my dad now?! Does he think this can change anything? It’s just a dream!!”
The maids looked at each other with indifference and indifference to the young master who suddenly went crazy. They silently packed their things in an orderly manner.
"You don't speak, okay, you all don't speak! I tell you, sooner or later I will kill that woman! When the time comes, I will dig out all your eyeballs!"
One of the maids sneered and said calmly: "Young Master, you can just say some angry words. You are still alive now only because the eldest lady of our family is being lenient. Maybe the eldest lady is happy today, so she gave it to you. Have a good look, don't overestimate yourself."
"That's right, young master. The master left most of his inheritance to the eldest lady. Your current status is not as good as that of our sisters."
"Yeah, you can only... lose your temper."
As he said that, each of these maids laughed. The laughter was very harsh. He Chaosheng clenched his fists and dug his nails deeply into his flesh.
After Mulo went out, he felt much more comfortable all over.
In that big house before, she always felt an invisible depression that made her breathless.
The little maid who followed her was very cautious. After calling the driver, she quietly sat in the back seat with Mulo.
Mu Luo didn't take a closer look, but he vaguely felt that these maids looked very similar...whether it was their eyebrows, eyes or mouth, there were always similarities.
[System: My dear host, the setting I gave you has already written that the villain Muro has seven personal maids, they are septuplets, they look very normal, they are from Australia...]
"Septupts?! I can write about this in any crappy book. Is this reasonable?"
[System: Don’t worry about whether it’s reasonable or not, you have to look at the settings I’ve given you quickly! 】
"Why should I study the setting so carefully? In such a short time, it's already good that I can remember that part of myself."
As Mulo complained, the maid beside him suddenly asked: "Miss, do you think it's too hot? Do you want to lower the air conditioner temperature?"
"Ah, no need." Mulo coughed slightly and asked a little embarrassedly: "What... is your name? Maybe I drank too much wine yesterday and my head hurts."
"Miss, please stop joking with me." The little maid said very calmly: "We don't have names, the numbers are our names. I am No. 7. Although I am the youngest and have received a lot of care from several sisters, I He is also an excellent warrior..."
Is the word warrior a bit strong?
Maybe foreigners are like this, no matter what, they should pay attention to the spirit of chivalry.
We don’t have names yet, so we’ll call them “Big Baby” and “Second Baby” later on, which will make up exactly seven.
After driving for more than ten minutes, the car arrived at the cemetery. The cemetery is very large and all kinds of people are buried. Even the richest people can only buy thirteen square meters of space. In burial.
"This is truly a place worthy of its name...every inch of land is valuable." Mulo sighed, holding a small orchid in his hand, and walked forward step by step.
The staff took her to the grave of her so-called adoptive father.
There is a black and white photo on the tombstone, which looks very similar to He Chaosheng.
Put it this way...it feels like visiting the grave of an ex-boyfriend, which is exciting just thinking about it.
The setting says that He Chaosheng's father died in an accidental car accident caused by the villain Mulo. There is no name in the article. Even on the tombstone, only the tomb of XX is engraved. It is really pitiful.
After a while of emotion, Mulo placed the bouquet in front of the tombstone and said to the system: "System, what kind of books did you pick? Then couldn't the author of A Thousand Knives give the poor man a name?"
[System: Do you live by the sea? Is it so broad? 】
Mulo: "..."
"Miss, you don't have to worry." The maid came closer and said, "We handled this matter very efficiently and no one will ever find out. What you need to deal with most now is the young master..."
"He is just a child. I will not take action against him." Mulo said seriously: "Go back and tell your sisters and ask them to be nice to that child. He has just lost his father and will definitely lose his temper."
Abusing the male protagonist will only get the lunch box earlier. Mulo has decided to use the limited time to brush up his favorability, be a good sister to the people, and then return to his own world as soon as possible.
The maids didn't say anything. In their lives, they would never ask their master "why", they would only obey orders.
A haze descended from the sky, and not long after, light rain began to fall. Mulo didn't want to go back, she wanted to escape for a while longer.
The maid opened the umbrella, and she sat quietly in the light rain, as if she could hear the world breathing.
Every book is a story that touches the heart. Maybe this book is not as bloody as Muro imagined.
She stayed in front of the tomb all day long, but she didn't know that not far away, a pair of obsidian-like eyes were looking at her, and this look lasted all day.
