Mo Residence.
Madam Mo's expression darkened as she looked at the news on her cell phone. The bird's nest porridge that the housemaid handed her was spilled.
The ceramic bowl fell onto the carpet. The bowl was fine, but the porridge spilled out.
"I'm sorry, Madam."
The housemaid immediately apologized and knelt on the floor. She quickly cleaned up the dirty carpet and changed into another one.
"Aunt Mo, don't hurt yourself." Shen Rou sat beside Madam Mo and placed a hand on her chest. "It's not worth it to hurt your body because of this."
"I'll get you another bowl of porridge."
"What porridge?" Madam Mo's face was pale. "I'm so angry now. It's only been such a short time, and she's already having a scandal with another man. One moment, it's your ex-fiancé, and the next moment, it's a male actor.
"Who is Qiao Mianmian? She's already married into the Mo family, why is she still so restless?
