Master Devil Don’t Kiss Me

"Mama Zhang, come to clean up so early?" The blonde foreign beauty who had been in conflict with Margo before saw Margo go, and suddenly felt that the world was much cleaner. Turning around, she could not help but greet her mother Zhang, an hourly worker.

"It’s getting late. I went to the hospital to take care of my old man yesterday. I was busy late and almost overslept in the morning. This old bone of mine, I won’t do such a tiring job when I have collected the down payment for my son’s house. Now." Zhang Ma babbled.

The blonde beauty was named Carrie. When she was in the United States, she was a member of Nangongzi who was not a gangster. The reason why she would be a chef's assistant here was just to cover up. Their villa, even if it's a car wash, is a little fistful.

If it's normal, Carrie dislikes this kind of Rory's wordy old woman the least, but she can't see Marg in a good mood and doesn't think the old woman is annoying at all. Instead, she went upstairs and chatted with the old woman. Besides her Chinese pronunciation is not particularly standard, general language expression is not a problem.

"Mother Zhang, you have been here for so many days, what do you think of our old man?"

This mother is responsible for cleaning the rooms on the second floor, except for Nangong Zifei's room, which is specially cleaned by her own person. The second room was Mag's room from the beginning, so Zhang Ma skipped Nangong Zifei's room and opened the door of Mag's room.

"Your boss, he's quite handsome, but his personality is too cold and he doesn't like talking. We rural people, the most favorite son-in-law is the kind of talking. But, anyway, your boss is rich, so many women think I want to marry him." Mom Zhang said as she used the vacuum cleaner in her hand to clean the room.

"Then based on your experience, what kind of woman our boss likes?" Carrie asked, blinking her blue eyes.

"Then I don't know... I don't know your boss very well. You can tell me what kind of woman he has been with."

Carrie wanted to continue, but suddenly wanted to go to the toilet, so he walked directly to Marg's bathroom. When she was holding toilet paper, she suddenly saw a pregnancy test stick in the trash can in the bathroom.

This thing can be bought everywhere with unrestrained beauties, and of course Carrie recognizes it. After going to the toilet, she squatted down and glanced at the pregnancy test stick. It was a horizontal bar, indicating that Marg was not pregnant. Carrie breathed a sigh of relief. If Margot's little pheasant was pregnant with the elder's child, maybe the elder would let her give birth to the child.

She couldn't bear to lower her eyebrows to the woman every day, so it would be better to let her die! Even if she can't catch up with the boss, it's not the woman who can only pretend to be weak and accompany the boss.

Thinking about this, Carrie walked out of the bathroom and suddenly felt better.

There were no stars in the sky last night, which indicates that it may be rainy or cloudy today. But the weather in the morning is still okay. Although the sky is a little gray, people don't feel bored.

It's been a long time since An Chuxia wears the uniform of Styland Academy. After An Chuxia put on the skirt, she actually felt that the skirt was a little tight. Looking sideways at his belly in the mirror, An Chuxia looked terribly headache.

After two consecutive hospitalizations, Jiang Yuanyuan raised her like a confinement, and the whole person was about to become a pig. But fortunately, it’s just that my belly is a bit prominent, but I don’t feel much fat in other places. At least his complexion is really much better than before.

Since she went to bed early last night, Han Qilu had just come downstairs when she finished breakfast. To avoid unnecessary embarrassment, An Chuxia told Jiang Yuanyuan that she was waiting outside, and then walked out of the hall with her bag on her back.

The morning air is the best. An Chuxia took a deep breath, feeling the fragrance of fragrant grass in his chest. A servant passing by An Chuxia, whispered "Good morning, young grandma", An Chuxia had already been used to such a name, nodded and said good morning to her.

The servant hurriedly left after saying good morning. Even An Chuxia didn't respond to saying good morning to her. An Chuxia felt strange and looked in the direction she was walking. There stood a boy wearing a Styland uniform, with his back facing her, talking to housekeeper Han.

She and Han Qilu are the only ones who go to Styland College with the Han family. Who else?

Anyway, being idle is also idle, An Chuxia stepped forward with a full stomach of doubts. Housekeeper Han was the first to see An Chuxia, and quickly bowed his head: "Good morning, young lady."

"Yeah." An Chuxia nodded and watched the boy turn his head. This look seemed familiar.

"Hello." The boy greeted her with a light smile.

But as soon as his voice fell, he summoned housekeeper Han to reprimand: "I want to call a young grandma. I told you these rules last night. Why do you still have no memory?"

Seeing the atmosphere cool down, An Chuxia hurriedly smiled and rounded it off: "I'm about the same age as him. Don't be too old-fashioned for Han Guanjia. Asking him to call me young grandma will call me old. Besides, he calls me like this, you How can he teach him in Styland?"

Styran's hierarchical system is serious, even the cute boy named Han Qilu must be called Master Qilu. If Liu Dongyu was known at school that his father was the housekeeper of the Han family, then everyone might look down on Liu Dongyu. Seeing how steward Han was trying to say something, An Chuxia quickly changed the subject and said, "Are you going to Styland to go to school? How high is your high school?"

"Sophomore." Liu Dongyu had a good impression of An Chuxia. She felt that she didn't get along well with her, and her tone of voice couldn't help but be much better: "How about you?"

Seeing the two children chatting happily, Aunt Xu quickly pulled away the housekeeper Han and whispered: "My grandmother is right, you are too old-fashioned, you are so old-fashioned, Dongyu will be looked down upon at school, don’t be too persistent. Up."

Housekeeper Han glanced at Liu Dongyu, quickly retracted his gaze, and nodded in response, "You are right, I am a father too failed."

"Who said you failed..." Aunt Xu was about to continue, seeing Han Qilu coming out of the hall, she closed her mouth quickly and went away to do her job.

An Chuxia is very close to the people, but Han Qilu is not close to the people at all, and many servants are still very afraid of him. That kind of fear is innate, and it cannot be resolved by Han Qilu with a smile.

Seeing An Chuxia chatting with Han Guanjia’s son very happily from a distance, he unconsciously tightened his face and strode forward and said, "It's not early, when will I have to chat?"

Han Qilu's tone is not good, An Chuxia said in his heart, what kind of madness did this young master in the early morning? It seems that his short temper is a habit he has cultivated since he was a child, not when he knew himself.

Liu Dongyu glanced at Han Qilu and didn't say a word. He actually didn't have a good impression of this young Master Han who was close to the people occasionally. After all, this person was the object of jealousy and disgust in his childhood.

"I'm going to drive the car over." Seeing that the formation seemed a little nervous, Housekeeper Han said and turned to drive.

Liu Dongyu and Han Qilu and An Chuxia are in the same car, but An Chuxia and Han Qilu sit in the back, Liu Dongyu sits in the passenger seat, and Butler Han is responsible for driving. This was Jiang Yuanyuan's arrangement. Housekeeper Han knew that Jiang Yuanyuan was working hard for the feelings of the next two people.

As long as Han Qilu loses contact with Xiang Mankui, then the feelings will naturally fade... As for Liu Dongyu, Jiang Yuanyuan is considering Han steward.

Butler Han felt very touched in his heart, and sincerely treats others well, others will surely be able to see it.

As soon as the car reached the big iron gate, the gate slowly opened, and at this moment Jiang Yuanyuan's voice was suddenly heard. Fortunately, butler Han's ears were not too useless, so he stopped the car in time.

The window was rolled down, and Jiang Yuanyuan was still following a few servants, but Jiang Yuanyuan was the fastest runner. Panting, she lay on the car window, handing in three bags of things, and An Chuxia quickly took it: "Mommy, didn't you just send this here?"

The hall is still a little away from the big iron gate.

Han Qilu looked at An Chuxia's hand. The three bags were transparent disposable plastic bags, and each bag contained two cooked tea eggs. He curled his lips unconsciously and ran so eagerly for a few tea eggs, but he thought something was wrong.

"One bag per person, I specially ordered the chef to cook it. Just after I went to school to eat two eggs, I can get a hundred points in the exam." Jiang Yuanyuan said with a smile, looking like a mother.

Han Qilu curled his lips indifferently, and said sarcastically, "Our full score is now one hundred and fifty points. Is one hundred points a bit low?"

"You give me a fifty-point test first!" Jiang Yuanyuan glared at him: "Early summer, give him the tea eggs, Dong Yu will also have a share."

Liu Dongyu quickly turned around to take the tea egg in An Chuxia's hand. This was the first time he saw Jiang Yuanyuan, and he suddenly wondered if Han Qilu, who was so cold and sometimes irritable, was born to Jiang Yuanyuan. How could the gap between mother and child be so big?

The tea egg in her hand was still warm, and An Chuxia smiled and said, "Thank you Mommy, then let's go."

Looking at the car that Juechen was leaving, Jiang Yuanyuan did not forget to shout at the car's bottom: "Remember to eat the egg..."

The scenery on both sides quickly moved backwards. Because it was early morning and the temperature was still a bit low, the housekeeper Han was afraid that the children in summer uniforms would catch the cold, so he quickly closed the car windows. As soon as the window of the car was closed, the whole car smelled of tea eggs.

An Chuxia picked up the tea egg and smelled it, and exclaimed, "It smells so good..."

Han Qilu couldn't help but wanted to sarcasm a few words, but before he could say the words, Liu Dongyu suddenly let out a retching sound. This voice is more useful than any irony. Han Qilu raised his eyebrows and said, "Boy, do you think this tea egg smells unpalatable?"

Hearing, An Chuxia's entire face turned black at once, but she didn't hate this feeling. Only then can she feel that Han Qilu is still the original Han Qilu.