The housekeeper put on a straight face, and snorted coldly: "Doctor Cheng, don't ask what you shouldn't ask. You mainly remember that your task is just to make the young master call mother."

The housekeeper looked at her contemptuously: "Listen well, you only have a three-month probationary period, and for three months, the young master didn't call mother, so you just pack up your things and get out."

Cheng Xiyu felt uncomfortable for a while.

Although she knew that some wealthy families did not take others into their eyes, she had never met such a defiant person.

If it wasn't for the high salary paid by the Cheng family, Cheng Xiyu felt that few people would be able to work in such an environment.

Moreover, this person didn't have any respect for the young master he was talking about, as if the young master was just a tool.

A tool that will only call mom.

Cheng Xiyu squeezed his fist, but he didn't let out his anger.

Knowing that asking the butler wouldn't give him an answer, Cheng Xiyu didn't bother to talk nonsense with him.

She always used an eye for an eye, an eye for an eye, and if the other party didn't give her a good look, she naturally wouldn't stick it up.

She said with a fake smile: "Then please wait and see the housekeeper."

She has a very strong aura, especially in order to look more formal, she is still wearing a formal suit today, and at this moment she is like a strong woman galloping in the workplace, full of momentum.

The butler was stunned for a moment before he realized that he was being bluffed. He had only experienced this feeling from the young master, but now he was overwhelmed by a girl who just came out of society, and felt annoyed for a while.

He snorted again, and said coldly: "The young master is on the second floor, you can find it yourself."

After saying that, he turned and left.

Cheng Xiyu gouged him out, turned around and went to look for Gu Li.

Regarding the Gu family's attitude towards Gu Li, Cheng Xiyu felt that his life was not good when he was a child.

The Cheng family's villa is very large. On the second floor, there are large and small rooms, piano room, studio, study, bedroom and so on.

Cheng Xiyu walked around the second floor before seeing a small figure in the corner of the studio.

The sunlight falls into the room at 45 degrees. There are large and small paintings hanging on the walls and easels of the studio.

That little person, wearing a white shirt and overalls, with his back to her, was silent in his own world, painting on the canvas with a paintbrush in his hand.

Cheng Xiyu's eyes were unavoidably moist. She thought that she would never see him again in this life, but fate was merciful to her after all, and she saw him again in this way.

She seems to have found the meaning of saving the villain, that's it.

Her boy is so good, he should have light on his way of growing up.

She didn't go up to disturb him, but just looked at him silently.

He painted all afternoon, and she just watched him all afternoon.

Five-year-old little Gu Li is still very young, his back is weak and thin, she wants to protect it with all her heart.

As the sky was getting darker, Gu Li finally finished his painting—the abyss, the gap, the darkness, the lack of light, such a depressing painting, but it came from the hands of a five-year-old child.

Cheng Xiyu felt distressed.

He tidied up the studio, jumped off the chair, passed by her, and left without looking sideways.

Cheng Xiyu lowered her eyes, the five-year-old Gu Li is not as tall as her legs, she is really not used to it.

She gestured to Gu Li's current height, and then gestured to his height when he grew up. The difference is really not sporadic.

This feeling is quite subtle.

She followed, and Gu Li went down the second floor to the restaurant on the first floor.

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