"Nonsense." The man twisted his eyebrows: "Is there any man in this world who has a better figure than me?"

The man said this seriously, and Su Qi was shocked.

Why didn't she realize that this man was so narcissistic?

After being shocked, I couldn't help laughing.

Xiuhan in her family is narcissistic, no less narcissistic than ordinary people.

But his eyes rolled around, and he quickly thought of something: "Then you must think the male model is young, so..."

Su Qi wanted to say that she felt a sense of crisis because of the young male model, but before she could finish her words, the man suddenly buried his handsome face and stopped her from saying anything else.

In late winter and early spring, the breeze blows into the window sill, and the study is full of misty scenery.

The next day.

Su Qi specially works at home.

She was sitting on the sofa and was explaining things to Wu Yue when the servant from the front yard suddenly walked in with a hurried look.

"Young Madam, Master Lu is here."

Su Qi and Wu Yue were talking and couldn't help but pause in their words.

The two looked at each other, and Su Qi said to Wu Yue: "Go and do your work."

This Lu Zeyang came really quickly.

"yes."

Wu Yue obediently picked up the ornaments in the hall, and then went to the special storage room at home to change them.

When Lu Zeyang came in anxiously, he happened to meet Wu Yue going out.

"where did you go?"

When Lu Zeyang saw Wu Yue, he calmed down a bit and asked as calmly as possible.

"work."

Wu Yue didn't even look at him, and prepared to leave after saying two words.

"Don't go." Lu Zeyang reached out and grabbed her arm.

"You..." Wu Yue looked at him angrily, then looked back at Su Qi.

"Lu Zeyang, where do you think this is? Let me go, or I will ask someone to drive you out." Su Qi threatened.

Does this person consider this place to be his home?

If you dare to do whatever you want here, drive him out in a minute.

"Then what are you going to do?" Lu Zeyang asked Wu Yue with a soft voice, frowning.

"What does it have to do with you?" Wu Yue shook off his hand and walked out in large strides.

"Xiao Yueyue, you..." Lu Zeyang watched Wu Yue go out and wanted to say something. He turned around and saw Su Qi sitting on the sofa, but he did not finish his words.

Wu Yue left the hall, and Lu Zeyang walked towards Su Qi angrily: "Xiao Qiqi, you are not kind."

"Master Lu, why can't I understand what you are saying? How could I not be kind?"

Su Qi was holding an ultra-thin laptop in her hand, drinking tea calmly and browsing emails.

Lu Zeyang walked over, closed her computer, and sat down opposite her: "Xiao Yueyue, what's going on with your cousin? How can you let a strange man live in your house?"

"Huh?" Su Qi put down her notebook and looked at Lu Zeyang with an innocent expression: "Master Lu, are your words contradictory? Since you already know that person is Xiao Yueyue's cousin, why is he a strange man again?

?Little Yueyue and Uncle Wu have worked in the Mo family for many years. I have long regarded her as one of my family members. Now Yueyue’s distant cousin comes to visit her. Of course I give her a warm welcome. Is it possible that I have to drive him away? Besides, my family

Xiu Han doesn’t have any objections, but it’s your turn to have one.”

When Su Qi said that Mo Xiuhan had no objection, she subconsciously lowered her eyes and took a sip of tea.

She knows best whether that man has any objections.
Chapter completed!