The next day.
The family woke up to the noise of Chu Muxi making a fuss.
"Bitch, who allowed you into the kitchen? Did you forget what I said before? Without my permission, don't show up in front of me because just seeing you makes me nauseous. Why don't you go live with your own family instead of just snatching away someone else's? How revolting is that?"
Her words were accompanied by the scream of a maid and the sound of porcelain shattering on the floor.
"What's going on here?"
Mrs. Jiang had just come down in the elevator to find the floor in chaos.
Jiang Leyi's face bore a bright red palm print, and Chu Muxi was covered in rice paste.
The milk rice paste had spilled all over the floor.
Seeing the pillar of the family, Chu Muxi rushed to embrace Mrs. Jiang, "Mom, Jiang Leyi bullied me, took away my breakfast, and told me to scram."
