Rebirth: Inheriting Millions In The Eighties
Chapter 537 - 535 What’s Wrong_1

Chapter 537: Chapter 535 What’s Wrong_1

Before Xia Ningxing could speak, Nanny Wu hurriedly declined the other’s offer as she saw someone was trying to take over her work, "No need, no need, I can manage the chores myself."

She was the nanny bestowed upon the old master by the Emperor himself!

She would never allow anyone to take her place.

Luckily, Jiang had no idea what she was really thinking; otherwise, she would have surely been spitting blood.

"Mrs. Wu, there’s still so much to tidy up in this room. Isn’t it better to have an extra pair of hands?" Mrs. Song, the gentle sister-in-law, continued warmly, her brows and eyes full of enthusiasm.

This sister-in-law was dressed in a blue wool coat, her long hair meticulously tied up, her face tranquil and beautiful, about thirty-five or thirty-six years old, with a clear and warm temperament.

Nanny Wu looked around and indeed, the room had been cleaned, but the effort was obviously lacking some thoroughness, and it needed further tidying up. If she were to clean it by herself, who knows when she would finish.

She wasn’t afraid of tiredness, but she worried it might affect Xia Ningxing’s rest later.

So, Nanny Wu nodded, a face full of gratitude, "Then I’ll trouble you, big sister."

"It’s no trouble at all," Mrs. Song said as she skillfully began to tidy up.

"I’ll help too," another sister-in-law, Mrs. Jiang, volunteered herself eagerly to assist Xia Ningxing with making the bed and folding the quilts. However, as she worked, her eyes kept darting toward the bulging bag that Xia Ningxing had placed to the side.

She had unintentionally seen that inside, there were many delicate pastries, the scent of which was simply irresistible.

Therefore, she volunteered so eagerly because she wanted to take the chance to ask Xia Ningxing to share the pastries with her later.

After tidying up most of the room, Mrs. Jiang feigned hunger as she touched her stomach, "Ah, I’ve been busy for half the day and now I’m feeling quite hungry."

Mrs. Jiang and Mrs. Song looked entirely opposite in appearance; as gentle and graceful as Mrs. Song might be, Mrs. Jiang was just as coarse and vulgar.

"Then you should go back home to find something to eat first; Mrs. Wu and I can continue the work here," Mrs. Song softly suggested.

Mrs. Jiang gave her a white glare secretly, annoyed — who wants to go home to eat, meddling in others’ business!

Unaware of her intentions, Mrs. Song’s gentle face showed a hint of confusion, "What’s wrong?"

Mrs. Jiang pitifully hung her head, "There’s nothing to eat at my home!"

"Then cook something to eat," Mrs. Song said instinctively.

Mrs. Jiang frowned, "But doesn’t cooking take time? I’m so hungry my belly is cramping!"

Hearing this, Mrs. Song immediately picked up on the implied request but was at a loss for what to say in response.

Xia Ningxing gave a mocking smile, clearly understanding Mrs. Jiang’s intent.

She asked, "Are you hungry, sister-in-law?"

"Yes, indeed," Mrs. Jiang replied weakly, as if she was indeed starving.

Then her eyes eagerly fixed on Xia Ningxing’s bag, "May I have this biscuit?"

Without waiting for Xia Ningxing’s consent, she promptly took a step forward, tore open Xia Ningxing’s backpack resting on the chair, and swiftly took out a packet of biscuits.

Seeing this, Xia Ningxing frowned disapprovingly, but as if struck by a sudden thought, she reminded her with a half-smile, "These aren’t very tasty."

At that, Mrs. Jiang couldn’t help but inwardly curse Xia Ningxing’s hypocrisy. Would a wealthy family ever buy something that wasn’t delicious?

Ha!

She didn’t believe it!

To be so stingy over a bag of biscuits was just outrageous — even going as far as to claim they were not tasty. It really confirmed the saying ’the richer they are, the stingier they get’!

Although she felt contempt inside, Mrs. Jiang kept a smiling face and held the cookies tightly, "It’s all right, I’m not picky!"

Seeing that she still didn’t believe it, the smile in Xia Ningxing’s eyes deepened, "Since that’s the case, Jiang, go ahead and eat."

As long as she could bear it, it wasn’t just this bag of cookies—she would give her all of it to eat without fail.

"Then I won’t be polite ha!" As soon as she finished speaking, Xia Ningxing saw Mrs. Jiang quickly tear open the cookie package, and her dirty paws grabbed five or six pieces to stuff into her mouth without washing them first.

Her cheeks were bulging with cookies, as if she couldn’t wait to stuff the entire bag into her mouth, crumbs all over her face, and her yellow teeth crunching away.

Delicious!

It really was too delicious!

It truly was a rich family’s goods!

Mrs. Jiang ate with such gusto, drool even flowing out without her realizing it.

That way of eating was really too unsightly.

Xia Ningxing couldn’t help but turn her face away.

Nanny Wu was shaking with laughter, her eyes full of amusement at the spectacle.

Mrs. Song silently stood to the side.

Soon, Mrs. Jiang noticed that something was off about the taste of the cookies in her mouth. Her face turned pale on the spot, and the next second, she grabbed the trash can and started vomiting like crazy.

"Ugh! Ugh!"

One heave followed another, as if what she’d eaten were not cookies but excrement.

Mrs. Song couldn’t help but freeze for a moment, immediately stepping forward to pat her on the back and asked worriedly, "Jiang, what’s wrong with you?"

"Sour! It’s just too sour! These cookies are disgusting!" Mrs. Jiang screamed in distress, then continued to vomit into the trash can.

She had never in her life eaten cookies this bad!

"Did you do this on purpose?" After she finished vomiting, Mrs. Jiang immediately glared at Xia Ningxing and Nanny Wu, turning the tables on them, "I had kindly come to clean your house, and now that I’m hungry, if you didn’t want to give me anything to eat, you could have just said so. Why go out of your way to mess with me?"

Mrs. Jiang was convinced that Xia Ningxing had done it on purpose, which is why she was given such foul-tasting cookies.

The corners of Xia Ningxing’s lips twitched, with her arms crossed and her tone cold, she reminded, "Are you having an early onset of Alzheimer’s? Weren’t the cookies taken from my bag by force by you?"

Furthermore, didn’t I warn you beforehand that the cookies weren’t tasty, and you were the one who said you weren’t picky!"

"Now that you find them disgusting, on what basis do you turn the tables and accuse us of deliberately messing with you?"

Xia Ningxing’s words were forceful and struck hard against Mrs. Jiang’s face.

Mrs. Jiang’s face turned from green to pale, and then she remembered that she had indeed taken the cookies from Xia Ningxing’s bag by force, and Xia Ningxing had warned her they weren’t good, but she hadn’t believed her.

"How could I think you rich people would like to eat something so disgusting!" Mrs. Jiang said defensively, her voice betraying her guilt.

"Disgusting food?" Nanny Wu couldn’t help but scorn her, "You really have no taste. These are sour plum cookies bought specially from abroad by our master, costing over a thousand per bag. They’re nutritionally rich, containing a variety of vitamins, and most suitable for pregnant women who like sour things to eat!"

"It’s not that the cookies are bad; you’re just not suited to eat them."

Mrs. Jiang’s face grew even more unsightly, and she had no face to stay any longer. Just as she was about to dust off her buttocks and leave, Nanny Wu stopped her.

"Stop right there!"

"What now?" Mrs. Jiang turned her head to look at her, none too pleasantly.