At the Birthday Party, My Fiancé Pushed Me into the Swimming Pool
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Half an hour before the birthday dinner, Lin Chuchu, the newly hired maid, ran to me with tears in her eyes. "Miss, the housekeeper said that for your birthday party, you will have a Michelin chef cook molecular cuisine. Is it true?" I was pruning the stems of champagne roses and nodded lazily. My attitude was like pouring hot oil into her heart. The tray she was holding hit the marble floor. The originally bustling banquet hall was silent, and everyone was looking at us. "Miss, you are wasting money!" "You're just celebrating your birthday! Even if you want to be more lively, do you think it's appropriate to let the chef decorate the dessert with edible diamonds?" "I heard that a small piece of diamond can buy hundreds of kilograms of flour! Do you know how many buns can be steamed for breakfast in the servants' room?!" She broke down and cried, as if instead of having a birthday party, I was going to burn the whole manor down to keep warm. Guests around started whispering. "What's going on with the new maid?" "Last time, Mrs. Xie asked the housekeeper to buy a set of crystal candlesticks. She also ran to the kitchen and complained about extravagance and waste." I slowly inserted the last rose into the vase, my eyes sweeping over her flushed face and white-knuckled hands. Then, I curved the corners of my lips, with a careless coolness in my smile. "What, what can I do?"
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