Everyone burst into laughter, and there was no trace of awe for Duan Jiayu in their words.

Qing He couldn't help but clenched his fists when he heard these dirty words.

Duan Mingshu glanced at Qing He, and it was obvious that she had heard it too.

In order to take Qing He's feelings into consideration, she had no choice but to reprimand: "What are you guys talking about! How dare you speak nonsense about your master?"

Several servants were immediately frightened with expressions on their faces.

"Miss, we were wrong!"

Qing He frowned slightly, but took a deep look at Duan Mingshu.

Her meaning is obvious: If you don't teach them a lesson, I'm afraid everyone will climb onto A Yu's head in the future!

Duan Mingshu understood what she meant and said, "Don't worry, let me handle this matter. You can go find A Yu first."

Qinghe nodded and left first.

When he arrived in the living room, Qinghe first saw Aunt Lan sitting on the sofa, drinking something.

Arriving at the door of Duan Jiayu's bedroom, Qinghe knocked on the door symbolically, but there was no response at all in the room.

Qinghe didn't think much and went straight to the third floor, because she was very familiar with the Duan family and naturally knew where Duan Jiayu lived.

But just at this moment, the young man called him and her.

The young man wanted to catch up, but he subconsciously looked at his clothes and found that they were really inappropriate.

He... his body was seen by his senior sister just now...

Qing He felt that the young man's reaction sounded familiar, but she still did not turn her head. She just paused for a second and then rushed out of the door.

The more the boy thought about it, the more excited he became, and his heart began to beat rapidly.

Ayu didn't seem to be in the room.

Then he looked at himself in scantily clad clothes. The boy's face suddenly turned red, and the burning sensation reached behind his ears.

Qing He said hello symbolically, and Aunt Lan nodded numbly, obviously a little absent-minded.

But when she walked into the room, she suddenly felt something strange. The layout of the room seemed to have changed...

Qing He was still too worried about her young fiancé, so she opened the door and went in without much thought.

Aunt Lan's energy was not very good either. She could not hide her fatigue and mental and physical exhaustion between her brows and eyes.

She only reacted belatedly, and at this moment the bathroom door suddenly opened.

The most important thing is that his bathrobe is too loose. Qinghe feels that his eyes are covered with cold white skin, and the water drops on his chest are not even wiped dry...

She said very apologetically: "Sorry, I went to the wrong room."

"Senior, is that you?"

"Hey! Senior sister..."

A young man in a bathrobe walked straight out. His wet hair was still dripping with water. It was obvious that he had just taken a shower.

Then he couldn't wait to rush out the door.

Qing He's eyes seemed to be burned, and he quickly looked away, then turned around in panic.

Ayu has been the most favored since he was a child. The entire third floor is his domain, and even the basement is filled with his favorite cars.

At this time, it seems that Uncle Duan is not at home.

But when he came out after changing his clothes, Qing He had already disappeared.

Qing He just caught a random servant and asked about it before he found out.

It turns out that her Ayu no longer lives on the third floor, but has moved to an ordinary guest room on the second floor. I heard that it was Uncle Duan's wish.

The third floor was reserved for the real young master.
Chapter completed!