The disdain in the servant's words was so obvious that Zhang Ma's anger suddenly rose.
"What do you mean by this? These clothes were originally good, but they became like this as soon as you sent them over. I ask you what's wrong?"
The servant retorted: "Then what do you mean? You mean I ruined your clothes?"
Which of the clothes of other people in this family is not more valuable than yours? I don’t see any that are damaged. I think your clothes are of poor quality and can be torn even if you wash them casually.
It’s better to take this time to change into some new clothes.”
After saying that, the servant left the room proudly.
If Qiao Simu hadn't held her back, Zhang Ma would have been so angry that she would have yelled.
"Tell me, who are these people?"
"If Zhang Ma is not angry, she will become ugly if she gets angry. Mu Mu will help you get rid of all your unhappiness!"
As he said that, Qiao Simu made a movement of closing his hands in front of Zhang Ma, then quickly ran to the window and threw away the non-existent things in his hands.
Then she clapped happily: "Phew - Mu Mu has lost her happiness, so Zhang Ma can't be unhappy anymore."
Seeing Qiao Simu's innocent look that day, Zhang Ma's irritability disappeared a lot. She smiled and rubbed Qiao Simu's head: "Okay, Zhang Ma is happy."
When he smiled and replied to Qiao Simu's words, he also felt a little more heartache and pity for Qiao Simu.
Although this child is not very smart, at least he is a good child, with a simple mind and no bad intentions.
He is so good-looking. If his brain was normal and he had such conditions, how wonderful his life would be.
While Qiao Simu was coaxing Zhang Ma, he looked at the door from the corner of his eye.
It was not the first time that the servant had said such words to her just now.
However, she has lived in Fu's house for a while and has met this servant many times.
Everything was fine before, but in the past two days, things suddenly started to get weird.
He narrowed his eyes and continued to chat with Zhang Ma about other things to change the topic and distract his attention.
In the afternoon, when Qiao Simu went to find Fu Zhuochen, he saw the servant in the corridor. He narrowed his eyes and pretended to work hard to unwrap the lollipop in his hand, but accidentally bumped into the servant's shoulder.
The servant subconsciously wanted to apologize, but when he saw it was Qiao Simu, his expression suddenly changed.
Become arrogant.
"Ms. Qiao, my bad brain may not be cured yet, but my bad eyes can still be treated by a doctor. Do you want me to introduce you to a hospital to check your eyes?"
Qiao Simu curled her lips and retorted in a low voice: "Mu Mu has good eyes and can see things clearly."
The servant sneered: "Can you see something? If you can see something, can you still hit me?"
"You are nothing." Qiao Simu whispered.
"You!" the servant was angry, took a deep breath, and said, "You are not smart when you walk like this. If you bump into the young master at some point, I don't think you can afford it.
If your eyes are bad, go to the doctor as soon as possible. Don’t let your brain and eyes work well by then, and the young master won’t kick you out yet!”
"I won't worry about whether I will kick Mu Mu out or not." A cold voice suddenly sounded.
When the servant heard this, he was so frightened that the rag in his hand fell to the ground. He immediately lowered his head and called out hesitantly: "Master, Master."
Fu Zhuochen came to Qiao Simu and asked, "Are you okay?"
Qiao Simu raised a big smile towards Fu Zhuochen and shook his head with a smile.
What a heartless girl.
But that’s fine too.
Fu Zhuochen breathed a sigh of relief and turned to look at the servant who had just ridiculed Qiao Simu: "Mumu's eyes look pretty good to me, at least better than yours."
"Young Master, I, I didn't mean it..." the servant said quickly.
He looked at Qiao Simu again and said, "I, I just cared about Miss Qiao. I was afraid that Miss Qiao might accidentally fall while walking like this. It would be bad if she fell, wouldn't it?"
Fu Zhuochen said to the servant in a cold voice: "It's hard to worry so much about you."
The servant smiled bitterly.
"Go find the housekeeper, collect two months' salary, and then leave." Fu Zhuochen said coldly.
When the servant heard this, his expression suddenly changed: "Young Master, I still have a family to support. I can't live without this job."
Fu Zhuochen was unwilling to repeat the same words a second time and took Qiao Simu directly back to the study.
The other servants saw this and quickly took her away.
Servants who have worked in this family for a long time know that the Fu family is always very considerate to the servants, and the work is easy but the wages are high.
But one thing, don't make the young master unhappy.
Once you make him unhappy, just pack your bags and leave.
Back in the study, Fu Zhuochen took some candies for Qiao Simu and handed them to Qiao Simu.
Seeing Qiao Simu looking at the candy in her hand and looking at her dull look, she couldn't help but smile: "What? Don't you want it?"
"Yes!" Qiao Simu took the candy from Fu Zhuochen's hand with a smile, and praised again, "You're so good-looking, brother."
He lowered his eyes and put away the true emotions in his eyes.
When Fu Zhuochen gave her the candy just now, she carefully looked at the outline and remaining traces of the tattoo on Fu Zhuochen's wrist.
Qiao Simu tried hard to carve the pattern into his mind.
Returning to the room at night, Qiao Simu opened a group and asked:
[How is the tattoo that I asked you to help check before? 】
【Hey, the boss has cheated again!】
[Congratulations to the boss on your successful corpse fraud!]
Looking at what they said, Qiao Simu gritted his teeth and typed on the keyboard:
【Result [smile]】
[It’s too scary. It’s too scary. Send it to the boss quickly, otherwise I won’t be able to sleep tonight!]
[Report to the boss! That tattoo is indeed from Qingye Studio. The tattoo artist’s name is Qu Huihui. He lives at No. 250 Qingshui Street. His mobile phone number is 13********]
【knew】
After sending these three words, Qiao Simu went offline.
I opened the map and searched for the distance from Fu's house to Qingshui Street.
During the search, my phone vibrated and a message was sent.
[Boss, if you want to leave tonight, I’ll wait for you here]
What is sent simultaneously with the message is a positioning.
Qiao Simu curled her lips.
These people really understand her.
Fortunately, this "idiot" Qiao Simu has a very healthy schedule. Just like a child, it is normal to turn off the lights and go to bed early. She must also thank Mr. Fu for arranging her room in such a remote place.
Putting on a pair of close-fitting clothes that facilitated movement, he nimbly avoided everyone and the surveillance area, and successfully arrived at the agreed upon location.
"Hey, boss, can you make more noise next time? This silent thing will scare you out of a heart attack."
Qiao Simu kicked the driver's seat: "You are a person who goes to the winding mountain road every now and then to race your life, are you pretending to have a weak heart?"