His promise was so absolute that I believed that he would not betray me.
However, when I think about the scene when we were in Paris and the past relationship between Han Yichen and Yao Qiqi, who would believe me if I said I don’t mind?
They had a flight at ten o'clock in the morning, and they had to go to the company to meet up with the people on the business trip, so Han Yichen left early in the morning.
I didn't want to see him off, lest I have to think about it, so I just pretended to be asleep. Han Yichen didn't wake me up, but just told Yunxia: "Young lady will be at the company at 9:30, and you must wake me up in half an hour."
Wake her up."
"I understand, Master!"
While waiting for Yunxia to call me, she put her calloused hand on my forehead and said, "Oh, young lady, why are you so angry?"
Her Mandarin was always inaccurate, and her flat tongue and curled tongue were always indistinguishable. I said softly: "Are you the one who's so arrogant? I may have caught a cold."
"It's either possible or you have a cold. What did you do last night?"
"We didn't do anything..." Maybe I didn't sleep well and kicked off the quilt. Now that summer has turned to autumn, it's already a bit cold at night.
She said nervously: "What's wrong with this? I'll call the young master quickly to ask him to come back. The plane hasn't taken off yet."
She picked up the landline phone in the bedroom and I said, "Don't call me. If you do, how much do I have to do? Call the company and ask Mr. Ye to ask for leave."
Before I could finish what I was saying, he dialed the phone directly and said, "Uncle, our young mistress is acting coquettishly, and the young master is not at home. Can't you get through?"
I threw the pillow at her and said, "Who pays your salary? Do you believe that your uncle is going to make a fuss and beat up your young master again?"
Unfortunately, my whole body was limp and I had no strength at all, and I didn't throw the pillow very far.
"Then what should I do? I am just a servant. I am only responsible for cooking, washing clothes and cleaning."
I was really offended by her silly and cute look and said, "You are still responsible for pissing me off."
Not long after, Rong Bai rushed over and asked me what was wrong.
I didn’t say it, and I didn’t know I was so vulnerable?
It could also be that Yao Qiqi gave me "poison" every day, which accumulated day by day, and all of a sudden it happened. I felt that as long as I closed my eyes, I could think of the scene when she and Han Yichen were alone.
However, I don't want Han Yichen to think that I am an immeasurable person, someone who cares about everything and doesn't trust him, so I can only carry on like this.
Rong Bai guessed: "Is it because Han Yichen and Yao Qiqi went to Paris to participate in the wedding dress exhibition?"
I said angrily: "So what? The plane is about to take off, how can you still prevent the flight from flying?"
Without saying a word, Rong Bai picked up his cell phone and made a call: "Put two bombs at the airport and blow up the plane going to Paris today."
I threw a pillow over. I felt that my life was not good. Otherwise, how could my parents have died and I would have such an uncle?
"Okay, I'll take you to the hospital."
I lay on the bed and didn't want to move, so I said, "It's just a little cold. Which hospital should I go to?"
"Stop being so verbose."
I was immediately carried away by him, and when we got to the hospital, he still carried me to the consulting room.
I said, "Great uncle, I just have a slight fever. It's not a car accident. Can you let me go on my own? I'm so old, and it's so embarrassing for you to hold me like this."
"Shameful? Why didn't you feel ashamed when you shouted for me to hug you when you were a child?"