Chapter 39 I hope Miss Yun can become that special person
"I really hope Miss Yun can become that special person!"
"No, it's the first time the boss takes the initiative to take someone home!"
Cough cough cough.
When Yun Sangyu heard this as soon as she came out of it, she choked immediately. She didn't know whether to move forward or retreat.
I don’t even think about it, can I hear these words?
That's too embarrassing, okay?
However, this group of servants and aunts were not uncomfortable at all. After seeing Yun Sangyu, they even deliberately teased:
"Miss Yun is out?"
At this moment, Yun Sangyu found a crack in the ground and crawled in.
If you want to say that your relationship with Mr. Li is really more innocent than tofu mixed with spring onions, what the hell are all these things that everyone is talking about?
I want to explain it, but I feel that the more I explain, the more confusing it becomes.
But without explanation, if Li Zhihe finds out, he will most likely think that he spread it intentionally.
After all, the degree of narcissism of rich people is also directly proportional to that.
"Well, everyone has misunderstood.
Your boss and I... have a simple employment relationship.
Well, he pays and I do the work!"
There really is nothing else.
Fortunately, the maids and aunts didn’t go too far:
"Okay, okay, then we misunderstood."
Having said that, only they themselves know what they are thinking.
Yun Sangyu does not intend to continue to focus on this topic:
"Auntie, what everyone just said..."
is that true?
If it's true, Mr. Li seems to be a bit miserable indeed!
Several servants nodded and were about to speak when the housekeeper came down in a hurry:
"Don't be stunned, Xiaocui, go up and clean it up."
Every time Li Zhihe got angry, the housekeeper acted as if he was facing a formidable enemy.
The servants don't know exactly what happened.
"The rest of you, please go back and rest first, and come back tomorrow."
Sure enough, it is like this again.
The servants seemed used to it and left quickly.
Yun Sangyu, on the other hand, was a little embarrassed at this moment.
Should I leave or stay?
Fortunately, the housekeeper did not forget:
"Miss Yun, the guest room prepared for you is the first one on the left on the third floor."
Only then did Yun Sangyu react:
"Ah? Okay, okay, I'll go back to the room right now."
sweat....
A few minutes later, Yun Sangyu finished washing briefly and sat in the room watching TV.
In the underground boxing room, Li Zhihe was hitting the sandbag like crazy.
If this had been a human being, I'm afraid his skin would have been torn to pieces and his blood would have flowed into a river.
The housekeeper stood under the stage and looked at the stage worriedly.
After a while, he said softly:
"Master, take a rest."
The anger in Li Zhihe's heart has not dissipated much. If he doesn't vent it out, blood will really flow into a river tonight.
"No, get out!"
The cold tone was as if it had just come from an ice cellar, and it was bone-chilling.
Although the housekeeper was extremely worried, he did not dare to disobey and quietly retreated.
...
From half past five until eight o'clock in the evening, Li Zhihe didn't come up from the basement.
It was after Dong Wei arrived that he hurried down to call for help.
Fortunately, when Dong Wei went down, Li Zhihe had almost vented his anger and was lying limply on the ground, with sweat dripping from his hair all over his body.
Otherwise, I'm afraid I'll have to let Dong Wei be my sparring partner.
It's not like this has never happened before. It has happened many times. Every time I go home, I have to be in pain for three days before I can return to normal.