After being reborn, the little boy clings to the big man with eight-pack abs

Seeing her head lower and lower, Wen Xi's doubts became stronger. If it wasn't because of her guilty conscience, why didn't she dare to look directly at him?

Wen Xi put the bag in his hand on the table beside him, then looked at her calmly, and said in a loud voice: "I asked you to raise your head, don't you understand what I said?"

She didn't want to talk to others in this tone, but her repeated strange behaviors made her very angry.

Otherwise, her reputation at home has always been very good!

The servant heard that she was really angry. He was afraid that her voice would attract Gu Linghe, so he didn't dare to disobey her again, so he slowly raised his head.

Wen Xi looked at it for a while, made a mental note, and then asked, "What's your name?"

The servant hesitated for a while, then suddenly pretended to be scared and begged Wen Xi for mercy: "Madam, I know I was wrong. I really didn't mean it just now. Please don't fire me!"

Wen Xi: "?"

Seeing her always in tears, it was time for her to be confused now.

When did she say she was going to be fired? What a weird thing?

Wen Xi sighed, his tone a little impatient: "Okay, okay, I didn't say I wanted to fire you, I just wanted to ask you what I call you."

She clearly remembered that she had not had much contact with this servant before, but judging from her behavior just now, it was very strange, as if she was deliberately trying to provoke her, but Wen Xi didn't know why.

When the servant heard what she said, he seemed to be relieved and said obediently: "Madam, my name is Zhang Yuju. They usually call me Aunt Zhang."

Wen Xi nodded, indicating that he had taken note of it.

Then she looked at it a few more times and found that it looked more and more familiar, and she almost remembered where this inexplicable feeling of familiarity came from.

Aunt Zhang felt unsure when she kept staring at her, so she tried to ask: "Madam, is there something dirty on my face?"

As she spoke, she also touched her face.

The moment she turned her head, Wen Xi finally remembered where this inexplicable feeling of familiarity came from. The servant in front of her looked very similar to the person she met at the victim's family last time.

Wen Xi was startled, took a few steps back, and accidentally bumped into the table next to him.

"Madam, are you okay!?" Aunt Zhang saw this and wanted to help her.

Wen Xi quickly dodged and said casually: "I'm fine."

Her actions just now made Aunt Zhang stunned, but she soon thought that she was just a servant, and it was normal for her master to dislike her, so she quickly apologized: "I'm sorry, madam, you don't want to look at my dirty hands." To touch you.”

As she said this, she laughed twice.

Wen Xi squinted for a while, then picked up his bag and planned to leave first, "I'm fine, you don't have to be sorry, just work hard."

After saying that, she left the hall.

After going out, Wen Xi frowned slightly and looked back, thoughtfully.

No wonder she felt familiar to that person when she saw her last time. It turned out to be because she had often seen this servant at home before. It seemed that she would have to be more careful about what she did in the future.

Aunt Zhang looked at her back from behind, touched her chest, and let out a long sigh of relief.

However, what she didn't notice was that Gu Linghe upstairs was watching all this with cold eyes. As Wen Xi went out, he snorted and turned back to the study.

Uncle Wang followed closely behind him and asked: "Sir, since we all know that Aunt Zhang is that person's mother, why don't you just kick her out?"

After they secretly captured that person last time, they didn't say anything to anyone because they were worried about alerting others. It's just that Gu Linghe made a rule a long time ago, which is to check the files of the servants at home every month to make sure nothing goes wrong.

But when they checked the files this month, they discovered that this Aunt Zhang was related as mother and son to the person they arrested before, so Gu Linghe kept an extra eye on her, and unexpectedly found out that something was wrong with her.

Facing Uncle Wang's doubts, Gu Linghe just sneered: "She is reporting my every move over there, so why should I interrupt her plan and let her keep reporting?"

His knuckled fingers tapped on the table, but there was a sinister look in his eyes.

Uncle Wang exclaimed, "What about my wife? She may not know about this yet. Do you want to remind her?"

Gu Linghe raised his hand and said calmly: "No need for the moment. She is so smart and will not be taken advantage of so easily."

Hearing this, Uncle Wang nodded and stood aside waiting for the summons.

But he remembered what happened just now, and he was inevitably a little worried.

"Sir, why didn't you go out with your wife just now? I can see that she has worked very hard to reconcile with you."

He has been working with Gu Linghe for a long time. He has been following him since he started working hard on his own, so he has watched Gu Linghe's growth with his own eyes and can be regarded as half of Gu Linghe's elder.

Therefore, it was inevitable to nag Gu Linghe more, and he knew very well that Gu Linghe would not refute him because of these things.

Gu Linghe sighed softly, then looked at him and said, "Uncle Wang, she said she has found the person who can heal my leg."

"!"

When Uncle Wang heard this, he almost jumped up. This was simply a great thing. What they had been thinking about for so many years was really about to come true!

But why did he feel that he saw a hint of loss in Gu Linghe's eyes?

"Sir, this is a good thing. What's wrong with you?"

Gu Linghe lowered his eyes and looked at his legs. The shadows in his eyes made it unclear what he was thinking.

Uncle Wang just waited quietly, and the study fell into silence.

After a long time, Gu Linghe raised his head again, his voice a little hoarse: "Do you think there is really hope for my legs to be cured?"

It won't be another empty effort to draw water from a bamboo basket, it will just be an empty joy.

Only then did Uncle Wang understand what his husband was hesitating about, and he felt sad. Some people would take the initiative to give up hope in something after being disappointed too many times, and Gu Linghe was like that.

In the past, he was willing to travel all over the world to heal his leg, but the repeated failed attempts later dealt a huge blow to him.

Raising his hand to wipe the moisture from the corners of his eyes, Uncle Wang comforted him: "Sir, how will you know if you don't try? We should believe my wife. I can see that she is sincere to you."

Hearing this, Gu Linghe reached out and rubbed his eyebrows, and said in a low voice: "I don't know that she is sincere, but there are too many things that have not been resolved yet..."

They could have gone out to eat together just now, but with that phone call and Aunt Zhang's appearance, he had to pretend that he didn't want to.