Once Bei Rou left the room, Bei Mo regained his gentle deanor.
"I really can’t stand those delicate types," Li Mumu said, venting while biting her lip.
" neither," Bei Mo said, stroking her hair.
Compared to girls like Bei Rou who are frail and pretentious, he prefers ones like Mumu, who are carefree and bold.
So, it’s quite ridiculous that Bei Rou doesn’t even know what type he likes yet dreams that he might take an interest in her.
Luckily, Bei Rou is unaware of this, or she’d be furious about it.
Li Mumu spent the entire day in Bei Mo’s room working on her sumr howork, and when it got late, she decided to stay over at the Ducal Residence.
At dinner, Bei Rou kept serving food to Ping Guoguo and Mike.
"Auntie, Uncle, please eat more."
Bei Rou said with a smile.
Ping Guoguo has always had a bit of a cleanliness obsession. Not to ntion outsiders serving her food, sotis even when Mike serves her, she finds it a bit off-putting. But now, she couldn’t lose her temper as a senior, so she had to force a smile and nod, "Thank you."
As for Mike, he doesn’t have a cleanliness obsession, but...
The dishes Bei Rou served were ones Mike hates the most.
Li Mumu laughed silently, watching Bei Rou shoot herself in the foot.
This person, not knowing what people actually like or dislike, just blindly tries to please them—it’s really speechless.
Seeing Ping Guoguo’s face full of disdain for the food, Li Mumu’s eyes shifted, and she suddenly stretched her arm, knocking Ping Guoguo’s bowl to the floor.
Bang!
The porcelain bowl and chopsticks shattered on the tiles.
Bei Rou was the first to let out a "frightened" sound, "Princess, how could you be so careless?"
"Aunt Ping, I’m sorry, really sorry, it wasn’t on purpose!" Li Mumu feigned innocence, looking tearfully at Ping Guoguo.
If soone else was there, they might not see through her act, but Ping Guoguo, who watched her grow up, could easily tell she was helping her out, and quickly said, "No problem, no problem, it was just a bowl and chopsticks, it’s alright. Xiao i, hurry and clean this up."
"Right away, Madam." The servant had already entered with cleaning tools.
After cleaning up, the servant brought a new bowl of rice for Ping Guoguo.
Ping Guoguo finally breathed a sigh of relief and secretly threw a grateful glance at Li Mumu.
No wonder she’s her good daughter-in-law; she cos through better than anyone in critical monts.
Li Mumu winked at her to say "no problem."
Seeing Li Mumu break Ping Guoguo’s favorite set of tableware but get no bla, Bei Rou couldn’t help but feel jealous.
Such a nice mother-in-law should belong to her!
Bei Rou instinctively thought Ping Guoguo had a really good temper.
After dinner, Bei Rou, wanting to please Ping Guoguo, volunteered to clean the dishes.
"Xiao Rou, these jobs are for the servants, you don’t need to do them." Ping Guoguo didn’t really want to deal with her but couldn’t help but say a word.
Bei Rou shook her head, "It’s no bother; Auntie can treat like a servant anyti."
Ah, great!
Upon hearing this, Ping Guoguo almost nodded but finally her rationality took control, "That’s impossible!"
"It’s perfectly fine, Auntie." Bei Rou said gently, then took the dishes into the kitchen, "I’ll go wash them first."
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