If You Continue Spouting Nonsense, I’ll Tear You a New One

The next morning, Qiao Mianmian woke up early.

After washing up, she followed Mo Yesi downstairs.

"Miss, Young Master." The housemaid greeted them respectfully.

Just then, Madam Bai walked out of the kitchen in an apron.

"Mianmian, you're up." Madam Bai walked towards them. "Just nice, I've just finished preparing breakfast. Go and sit in the dining room, I'll get someone to bring it out."

"Mom, why did you cook yourself?" Qiao Mianmian asked as she looked at Madam Bai's apron.

"I woke up early. I didn't have anything to do anyway, so I decided to make breakfast for you. I don't know what you like to eat, so I made some. Go and try it to see if it's suitable."

Madam Bai rarely cooked.

Qiao Mianmian knew this.

Hence, she was a little touched to see that Madam Bai cooked breakfast for her.