Zhong Fei came down and looked at Aunt Liu on the floor, then at He Miao, who was sitting on the sofa expressionlessly. She smiled and tried to persuade her, "Miaomiao, what's the big deal? Why is it like this? Aunt Liu has been taking care of our family with all her heart. It's not appropriate to fire her."
He Miao turned around to look at her. "She injured my dog. Isn't that enough?"
Zhong Fei wanted to say that it was just a dog, but when she saw He Miao's grave face, she swallowed her words.
When Aunt Liu heard this, she cried out that she had been wronged. "I didn't! It was the dog who bit me first! I really didn't hit it. It bit me, and that's why I spilled the warm milk I was warming for Young Miss. It was the one who pounced on me first!"
Hearing this, Jing Yan's dog face immediately turned ferocious, and he wanted to pounce on the woman and bite her head off.
He was very vengeful. This woman had hit him to the point of killing him, and now she was even twisting the facts here. How shameless!
He Wei, who was eavesdropping, heard Aunt Liu mention her and secretly cursed her. She hated her for getting herself involved, but this matter had already implicated her. She could not just hide, so she could only walk out and pretend to be confused.
"Aunt Liu, if you have anything to say, stand up and say it." She looked at He Miao, lowered her head, and said in a soft and demure voice, "It was this dog that bit Aunt Liu first. I saw it. Aunt Liu didn't mean to burn this dog. Sister, don't blame her."
Jing Yan had already known that she was not as pure and kind as she seemed when she threw the teacup at him, so he was not too surprised to hear her say that.
He only looked up at her coldly, then at He Miao, who was fighting for him, and suddenly felt that this ugly woman was much more pleasing to the eye.
"Sister, other than burns on Onion's body, there are also multiple wounds on his abdomen. Aren't you afraid that she'll have bad intentions if you keep such a violent and merciless servant at home?"
"Don't you slander me!" Aunt Liu got up nervously and grabbed He Wei's hand. She said earnestly, "Miss, she's just trying to scare you. All these years, when have I ever harmed you?"
He Miao patted the dog's head to calm it down and continued to fan the flames. "She might not have done that in the past, but this time, she committed a crime in front of my sister without any punishment. She'll only become more and more daring in the future. No one can tell what she'll do then."
He Wei felt a little uneasy after hearing what she said. She had seen Aunt Liu's vicious look with her own eyes. At that time, she was a little scared, which was why she accidentally threw the cup at the dog.
She looked at He Miao, feeling a little guilty.
She was also one of the people who hurt Onion. If He Miao found out about this, it would be even more difficult for her father to get the inheritance from her.
He Wei took a deep breath and shook off Aunt Liu's hand. "I'm sorry, Aunt Liu. You did such a thing to my sister's dog. I'm afraid the He family can't keep you any longer. Go to the butler, get your final salary, and then leave."
"Young Miss! How can you do this to me!" Aunt Liu cried in despair. The He family treated her very well, and she would not have such a good place to go if she left.
She had worked hard for the He family for so many years. She could not have nothing in the end!
Aunt Liu refused to leave. He Wei was determined not to keep her, so she asked Zhong Fei for help.
The commotion finally alerted He Feng who was working in the study upstairs.
His face was cold as he questioned He Miao in a deep voice, "Didn't I just give you ten thousand bucks? What are you doing?"
He Miao was fed up with Aunt Liu's persistence. He looked up at He Feng on the stairs. "Dad, this servant has offended her superior and refuses to leave. How should we deal with her?"
He Feng frowned. He had heard some movements and looked at Aunt Liu with an unfriendly expression. He was thinking about how to trick He Miao out of his shares, but this old woman was giving him more trouble.
He said coldly, "Leave. The He family doesn't need you." Then, he turned around and returned to the study.
He Miao was satisfied with the results. She yawned and carried the little guy in her arms back to her room to rest.
She carefully placed Onion on the bed and carefully examined the wounds. She moved her eyes close to its small head and looked at it carefully.
They were so close that Jing Yan could clearly smell the milky fragrance on her body, but this woman did not notice it at all and kept getting closer and closer to him.
He Miao only wanted to take a good look at Onion's injury. He leaned forward slightly and aimed the tip of its nose at her chest.