"I think if you don't take control soon, they're going to be out of hand." Wu Menglan said sarcastically.
"Why would Sister Menglan say that! Our family members are really nice! They all respect me too, so why would you say that!" Mi Lu feigned ignorance, her expression was sincere, and there was no sign of pretense.
Mi Lu's words made Wu Menglan uncomfortable, but touched the servants, proving that Mi Lu was openly defending them.
"Sister Menglan still thinks this is the old society! Calling people servants, this is a civilized society, they live off their salaries just like you. I can fire them, but if they're unhappy, they can leave on their own. Do you think they signed a servitude contract?" Mi Lu came down the stairs with a radiant smile, holding the railing with one hand and supporting her waist with the other.
Even though this was the case, Mi Lu already had the upper hand over Wu Menglan in terms of momentum.
