"..." Xia Zhi stared at the hot milk in Fu Shuo's hand, silently calculating the chances of grabbing it and throwing it in his face!
No, she needs to calm down! Never argue with a drunkard, especially when the drunkard is her immediate boss!
After Xia Zhi silently recited the Heart-Cleaning Mantra several times in her heart, she said: "Sir, we live under the same roof, so naturally we can't see each other without looking up. And don't you think that whenever you find me looking at you, in fact?
Are you looking at me too?"
"You mean, I'm paying attention to you?" Fu Shuo was amused by her words, and then looked her up and down, and said: "Maybe, you are somewhat pretty, and it just so happens that my marriage to Wanwan is also good for you.
You see, why don't you come and stay with me? Maybe if I am happy, I can give you an identity besides being a nanny?"
What identity? Mistress or mistress?
Xia Zhi recited the Heart-Cleaning Mantra in her heart, and finally couldn't help shouting: "Sir, I'm sure you're crazy! It's better to treat this hysteria as soon as possible! So as not to worry the young lady and the young master!"
After saying that, she couldn't care less about getting the hot milk back, turned around and walked towards the maid's room.
Seeing that his test failed, Fu Shuo couldn't help but narrowed his eyes.
If Xia Zhi had just shaken her morale and chose to believe him, then an abyss would be waiting for her.
Or maybe this woman hides it too deeply.
Fu Shuo thought as he raised his hand and took a sip of the still warm milk.
Sooner or later he will catch Xia Zhi's fox tail so that she can be driven out of the Fu family in front of Wan Wan.
...
At the same time, Li Zhai.
When Li Jingchen returned home, when he opened the door to the bedroom on the second floor, he heard a sweet cat meow from the corner: "Meow~"
Li Jingchen looked serious and immediately turned on the switch next to the door. The next second, the light suddenly turned on.
I saw a little orange cat crawling out from under the wardrobe, raising its fluffy tail and coming over to rub his trouser legs.
Li Jingchen frowned. Didn't he tell Qing Ling not to let the little orange cat come into his and Wanwan's room?
What if I bite and damage Wanwan’s old things?
Especially since the cat came out from under the wardrobe, Li Jingchen was even more worried.
After stepping over the little orange cat, Li Jingchen went to the closet, opened the door and checked Wanwan's old clothes.
Six years later, no matter how hard the maids at home took care of Lu Wanwan's clothes and skirts, they still became a little old. The designs that were popular on Taobao should have been eliminated early on, but Li Jingchen still changed into suits every day at work.
Every now and then, I would hang around.
Day after day, year after year, it has become a terrible habit.
The servants have no doubt that if they accidentally throw away the eldest mistress’s old clothes, the eldest young master will skin them immediately!
And at night, unknown to anyone, Li Jingchen would fall asleep morbidly holding the clothes Wan Wan wore back then. But when Wan Wan's breath disappeared from these old clothes, he would fall into nothingness again.
Fortunately, Wanwan's perfume from back then was still there, so every time after the smell disappeared, he would spray some perfume on these old clothes and the bedroom to create the illusion that she was still there. When the perfume was used up, he would buy it again, since it was very cheap anyway.
His whole life, he never lived a luxurious and lascivious life.
At this time, after seeing that Wan Wan's old clothes had no signs of being chewed, Li Jingchen slowly closed the cupboard door and looked at the little orange cat lying next to the door.
Its six beards drooped downward, looking a little listless.