President, Please Be Careful
07

The screams suddenly shocked everyone in the mansion. Some of the servants who were closer rushed into the room, but they became completely stunned by the sight there.

The waiter delivering the food was lying on the floor, while hot porridge and other food spilled on most of his superiors. His face was even stained with huge red fingerprints.

His eyes were teary, and he continued to tremble. A shiny spoon was placed on his neck. At first, it only looked like tableware, but it was shining with a strange cold light at that moment.

A vibration unwittingly flowed on the backs of everyone in the room as a result. They were shocked by the sight before them.

It was hard to imagine the usually obedient mistress suddenly becoming so terrifying, that everyone instantly stood still and did not dare to enter the room.

When the old butler arrived, he saw a group of people standing in front of the madam's room.

He was startled for a moment before he shouted in a low voice, “Why are you standing in front of the mistress' room? Don't you have to work now?"

The old butler had been living with the Mu family since Mu Tingfeng's grandfather's generation, and his status within the family had remained the same for many years, which showed a lot about his standing.

The servants gasped from a daze when they heard the old butler. Everyone seemed to be controlling themselves as they moved to the side while saying, "Master, look at this ..."

The old butler went in front of the crowd. He was also shocked when he saw the scene inside the room.

He said in a low voice, "Mrs, you ..." Before the old butler finished his sentence, Zhao Youlin's cold gaze made her so frightened that she stopped talking.

His gaze was so cold, as if he was staring at an inanimate object. Zhao Youlin looked at the old butler and flipped through his memories to identify him.

Only after he confirmed his identity did he put a spoon on the servant's neck. She slowly stroked her waist-long hair before she rose from the body of the servant like an angel of death who had just come out from the depths of hell. Everyone takes a collective breath. Zhao Youlin looked at the old butler.

He smiled faintly and said, “This is you. That's great, I want you to handle something for me."

"Mrs, you ..." The old butler glanced at the servant, who was trembling on the ground and too afraid to get up, before he looked at Zhao Youlin.

He doesn't know how to react. “This helper came to my room and delivered food to me. Not only did he talk cynically to me, but he was even ready to cut down on my breakfast. I didn't like it, so I taught him a lesson. I'm not too far, am I?”

As Zhao Youlin spoke, she casually threw the spoon onto the plate at the side with a clanging sound. Zhao Youlin bent her finger at that moment and looked at her fingers that did not seem nimble anymore, frowning in disdain.

Indeed, it was extremely troublesome when it was not his body. He had no idea how much his previous actions had impacted the people in the room.

The old butler was stunned for quite some time before he immediately said, “Of course not. Madam, you are the mistress of this great house, so you can naturally teach the maids a lesson. May I know how you will deal with this servant?" The old butler clearly sounded like he was testing it.

Zhao Youlin casually played with her somewhat stiff fingers. He sneered and said, “I will not dare to defend a servant who cannot distinguish a mistress from a servant. Throw him out.”