Rebirth of the Villainous Female Boss-Chapter 896 - 870 The Power to Outwit President Qian

Chapter 896: Chapter 870 The Power to Outwit President Qian

Chapter 896 -870 The Power to Outwit President Qian

Kiara quickly handed the phone to Mario Yuno and then dashed off to apply a face mask.

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Mario Yuno answered the phone, smiling.

“Mom, it’s me.”

“Oh my! Edward got off work, haven’t you! Are you tired? Have you eaten yet? That damn Kiara didn’t cook again, did she? ” Kiara’s mother asked Mario Yuno very kindly, treating her daughter and son-in-law with completely different attitudes.

“Haven’t eaten yet, I’m going to make noodles for Kiara in a bit.”

“Oh dear, why doesn’t this child learn! How can you be cooking—make sure you put some shrimp in the noodles, or there won’t be any nutrition!”

“Yes, yes, mom, you’re right. There are still some of the bottled frozen shrimp you brought over last time in the fridge. I’ll add more. Kiara has been busy today, and I thought we’d have some satisfying noodles together. We already celebrated outside at noon; my mother and brother were also there.”

Kiara’s mother beamed with joy but still found an excuse to gently chide Kiara. “That girl, she’s just too much. I told her so many times to learn to cook, but she’s just too busy with her studies. Next time she comes home, I’ll definitely teach her well!”

“It’s okay, mom. Now that we’re living together, I’ll do the cooking when I can. We’re hiring a nanny these days anyway. Once they’re here, they can take care of Kiara’s meals when I’m not home. Kiara is busy with her career, so don’t make her learn. My mom and my sister-in-law rarely cook, we have a young aunt at home anyway.”

Understanding that this was the tradition of the Old Yates Family, Kiara’s mother did not press on the matter, knowing when to let it go as her daughter’s culinary skills were truly lacking, with smoke billowing every time she entered the kitchen.

“Is there enough shrimp left? They were frozen last year, you know. It’s hard to buy shrimp right now because the seas have been closed off. In a couple of months, when they’re available, I’ll freeze some more for you.”

“There’s plenty, mom. You really have a knack for this, the shrimp are still so fresh after thawing, almost like fresh ones when cooked.”

“Of course! Let me tell you, I have a secret technique! You have to freeze the live shrimp with a little water in a mineral water bottle and then…”

Kiara’s mother felt incredibly at ease with the compliments Mario Yuno lavished upon her, equating a homemaker’s cooking skills with the honors Kiara received for her achievements. Clearly, Camden had mastered the art of charming his mother-in-law.

Work hard, no complaints, praise the daughter-in-law in front of the mother-in-law, subtly commend the mother-in-law for raising her daughter well and intermittently laud the mother-in-law’s rich life experience without seeming too deliberate.

Once Kiara’s mother got going, she couldn’t stop, amused by her son-in-law’s chatter, asking tirelessly about this and that, something most men didn’t do with their mothers-in-law, but Camden was an exception.

By the time Kiara was done with her face mask and came out, Mario Yuno was still on the phone, pleasing the mother-in-law with his charm.

Camden widened his eyes.

No need for bloody red face masks anymore, it’s been switched to black this time?

Curious, he stretched out a finger, wanting to poke at it. What on earth is this dark, junky stuff? Truly, women are mysterious creatures. Such a pretty little face, and they smear all kinds of things on it!

Kiara slapped away his restless hand, pushed him aside, and mouthed the words, “Don’t cook yet, there’s something later.”

Mario Yuno nodded, sat next to her, and wrapped his arms around her.

Yes, he must embrace her with her back to his face to avoid looking at her little black face because, deep as his love for his wife might be, the sight of her multicolored mask-covered face could still be quite unsettling.

Kiara leaned comfortably against his chest, continuing to chat with her mom.

“Mom, about that cousin you mentioned who needs help, which one exactly is he? What does he do?”

“The one who does ironwork! There’s still an iron bucket he made in the old house, you forgot?”

“Oh, him!” Kiara remembered.

Kiara picked up the glass teapot, thinking about letting Camden try the fruit tea she’d brewed in the microwave oven—this glass teapot, which she took so long to find, could be used to microwave tea, and it wouldn’t explode, which was awesome.

Just as she picked it up, she saw an unashamed man making faces at her from behind through the reflection in the shiny surface of the pot.

Kiara narrowed her eyes, turned her head, and he immediately put on a serious face as if he wasn’t the one who had just been making faces.

“Kiara?” Kiara’s mother didn’t hear her daughter’s response and asked again.

“I’m here, Mom. Is there something wrong with my cousin?” Kiara turned her head, pretending not to care.

Mario Yuno immediately started making faces again, la la la, you black mask little demon!

Kiara quickly turned back and caught Mario Yuno in the act; his hands were still comically pinching his face.

A second later, Kiara was pinching Mario Yuno’s face, and Camden didn’t even dare to resist.

Uuuu, this woman is too cunning and too brutal!

“Go on, Mom,” Kiara said while her hands were still working hard, I twist, twisting your thick-skinned face!

Mario Yuno grimaced in pain, hey hey hey, daughter-in-law, show some mercy, getting so emotional will make your black mud mask fall off in chunks!

“Well, it’s not that your cousin has a problem, it’s his son. His son is almost 38 this year, and his wife just doesn’t want to get pregnant. The whole thing has the entire family up in arms. Can you have a look at Mr. Jade’s daughter-in-law to see what her problem is? All the local shamans have tried, saying it’s because of the spirit of his dead grandmother, and though they’ve burned paper and made clothes and such, his wife just doesn’t want to have a child. That’s why we thought of you. Aren’t you employed by the state to deal with such matters?”

Kiara was disconcerted and let go of Camden’s thick-skinned face. What kind of nonsense is this?

Seeking her out when the local shaman fails felt like a last-resort move, as if they were trying to cure a dead horse or had a resigned attitude of giving it a go just for the sake of trying. As if they were joking about Kiara; as if it didn’t matter whether she could help or not. Yet here she was, a well-educated psychologist who could earn up to 5000 an hour, and they thought she was no better than a rural shaman?

“Tell them to go to the hospital and register. Psychologists can help with such issues nowadays.”

“But isn’t going to the hospital going to cost money? I’ve heard it’s not cheap, just the registration fee is 20, and last time they took his daughter-in-law to the city for a check-up, they said they needed to register for both of them because such issues require both to be examined. Isn’t that just a way to fleece people? Just the registration is 40!”

Kiara’s mother still boasted about her sense of justice, outing the dark side of medical practices!

Mario Yuno grinned with opened mouth, for Kiara used the speakerphone to avoid smearing her volcanic mud mask on her phone, allowing him to hear as well.

At this moment, the poor upset daughter-in-law probably felt like collapsing—balking at the cost of 40 yuan, when she could make several thousand yuan in just an hour. Her mother-in-law truly had a talent for exploiting her!

Kiara’s temples throbbed, and before she had the chance to protest, she heard Kiara’s mother adding on.