The Cold and Indifferent Young Madam

Yun Bixue's expression turned cold. Slamming her chopsticks on the table, she snapped, "Come here."

"Yes, Young Madam. How can I be of service?"

Yun Bixue answered icily, "Relay my orders to everyone and chase those people outside away. Let everyone know my instructions."

Those people utterly weren't remorseful at all. Did they really think that Yun Bixue would be unconditionally kind to them, and they could take advantage of her?

Xie Limo was right. Those people should be fired.

Xie Limo had provided them with great meals with the sole expectation that when he wasn't around, they could assist her if she felt unwell.

However, those people had instead gone to engage in other business. Their attitude when they returned only made things worse.

Moreover, they had been gone for a few days. Who knew what they had done during the past few days?

Perhaps they didn't even care about the pregnant Young Madam at all.