The Miracle Doctor's Wife is Not a Weak Lady!

She smiled insincerely and said, “Young Madam, I was sent by Madam to take charge of Young Master’s food. Madam said that Young Master’s health is not good, so you can’t let your guard down when it comes to food. You have to make it carefully. If Young Madam wants to make food for Young Master, you should ask Madam first. You can only make it after Madam agrees!”

It was obvious that she did not take Bei Shuo seriously.

Bei Shuo smiled and nodded. “What Mrs. Zhang said makes sense, but…”

She paused for a moment and picked up a small cabbage. She casually tore off a leaf and sighed. “This is our house. I was chosen by your old master to marry your young master and help counteract his bad luck. In that case, that makes me his wife. I originally wanted to cook for your young master to make him happy. In that case, forget it. I won’t cook anymore. I will have to ask Old Master Mu. Am I really his wife or just a decoration? If Brother Mu Ci doesn’t like me, we can always go to the Civil Affairs Bureau tomorrow and change the marriage certificate into a divorce certificate.”

She put down the vegetable leaves and patted her hands. Without looking at the crowd, she turned around and left with a disappointed expression.

“Young Madam, one moment.” Ms. Kong quickly stopped her.

She smiled and said, “Young Madam, please don’t take it to heart. Actually, Mrs. Zhang doesn’t mean any harm. We were personally chosen by the old master and madam to work here. We have a heavy responsibility on our shoulders and are worried about slipping up.”

She turned around and glared at Mrs. Zhang. Then, she smiled and said to Bei Shuo, “Young Madam, how about this? Mrs. Zhang will cook today’s menu as usual. You can also cook a few of your best dishes. When it’s time for dinner, Young Master can eat whatever he likes. Since there are a few more dishes to choose from, I think Young Master will be happy. Mrs. Zhang also would not have to worry about not fulfilling her duty. What do you think?”

Bei Shuo sized up this middle-aged woman with a restrained smile and nodded with a smile. “Yes, I think this is a good idea. Ms. Kong is so smart. Why didn’t I think of it? I’m sorry about annoying the staff sent by Madam.”

Ms. Kong quickly smiled and said, “Don’t mention it. Young Master must be very happy that you can come to the kitchen to cook personally. What do you need us to do? Just tell us.”

Bei Shuo did not harp on the subject and gave her a way out. She went to the ingredients area and picked out what she wanted with a smile. She waved for Xiaoling to help her.

Ms. Kong, who was behind her, lowered her voice and persuaded Mrs. Zhang, “We still don’t know what Eldest Young Master thinks of Young Madam. You used Madam to suppress her the moment you came over. If you offend Young Master and he gets angry, even Old Madam Mu won’t be able to control him. Do you think Madam will hold it against Young Master for you?”

Although Mrs. Zhang understood in her heart, she was not convinced. “She’s just a girl from the countryside. She’s not even presentable. What food could she possibly make? I’m sure Young Master won’t eat her cooking!”

“Stop talking!” Ms. Kong gritted her teeth.

Mrs. Zhang shut her mouth angrily.

Ms. Kong gestured for everyone to get to work.

Bei Shuo smiled as she picked out her ingredients. Her five senses were sharper than ordinary people, so she heard every word they said.

Mu Ci was a pitiful man. He was surrounded by all these strange people.

Bei Shuo simmered a pot of soup with the existing ingredients and placed everything she needed into the pot. Then, she smiled and instructed Xiaoling, “Stand here and watch over the soup. No one is allowed to touch my soup. Otherwise, I’ll hold you responsible! If your young master is willing to drink this soup tonight, I’ll let him reward you!”

Her smile was as clear and pure as a child’s.

Xiaoling quickly stood up and promised. “Don’t worry, Young Madam. I’ll definitely complete the mission!”

Bei Shuo ran briskly from the stairs to the fifth floor. It was time for Mu Ci to wake up.

Mu Ci looked at the tablet in Liu Ming’s hand and saw everything in the kitchen.

Liu Ming did not expect these people to be so arrogant. He quickly comforted him, “Young Master, don’t be angry. I’ll teach them a lesson later!”

Mu Ci said lightly, “Uncle Liu, don’t worry about it.”

The calmer Mu Ci’s tone was, the more it showed that he was angry. Liu Ming changed the topic. “How was Young Master’s sleep just now?”

“Very good!” Mu Ci had no choice but to admit she was right about the treatment.

What had this girl learned all these years?

He could not remember how long it had been since he had such a dreamless and deep sleep.