I'm not really a substitute

With gauze on his forehead, Qi Yuan sat on a low-key (not) luxurious Rolls-Royce, looking at the mansion outside the car window, a little unresponsive, how did he get here?

Qi Yuan touched the wound on his head that didn't hurt too much. With this wound, he shouldn't need to be taken to the other party's house to take care of him!

Just find a nurse!

If he remembered correctly, his injury this time had nothing to do with others. It was because he was a novice on the road and was too nervous when he saw the car accident, so he forgot to brake and fell into the bushes next to him.

If it wasn't for the well-meaning doctor who saw him showing half of the car and took him into the ambulance, Qi Yuan might have slept in the grass until he woke up.

As soon as he woke up, he received a particularly high treatment, which made Qi Yuan, a graduate who was still struggling with food and clothing, feel a little sorry. He explained more than once that his car accident had nothing to do with that car.

But the other party acted as if he didn't hear it, and still served him in all aspects with a smile.

After Qi Yuan was discharged from the hospital, he was sent here directly. Although his words were nice and his behavior was very polite, he always felt a bit tough, so he didn't even have a chance to refuse.

"Master Qi Yuan, please get out of the car!" The man in a black suit and white gloves opened the car door.

"Uh..." Looking at the tall figure of the other party, Qi Yuan didn't even know whether the other party was a driver or a bodyguard. No matter what it was, he couldn't run away from the situation in front of him.

The main reason is that the gate has been closed, the tall iron gate, so strong, so... well, so white.

So Qi Yuan obediently got out of the car and followed the guide into the mansion.

There was a neat row of servants standing at the door, Qi Yuan took a look at their tightly wrapped clothes, wow, the shirts and vests looked so high-end, much better than the whitish t-shirts he washed before Times!

The set he is wearing now is not bad, even though it was given by someone else.But isn't it hot for them to wear so much?It's June now.

"Master Qi Yuan, I'm the housekeeper of Chu's house, you can call me Butler Chu." The old man in the front, who was wearing a three-piece suit and cuff buttons, looked meticulous, and he should be a very serious person. But he smiled kindly.

"Hello, Butler Chu!" Qi Yuan responded with a cute smile.

"Please come with me. Young Master Qi Yuan must be tired. Do you want to eat something first or rest first? Or would you like some dessert?" The butler led the way and took him to the hall.

"Anything is fine." Qi Yuan replied.

He just had two bowls of Dabu soup before he was discharged from the hospital, so he is not hungry at all!

All the servants are like this, how difficult is it for the master to get along with?Qi Yuan panicked.

Wishing to sit down at the long mahogany table, the butler clapped his hands, and a series of delicacies were brought up.

Qi Yuan glanced at it lightly, and someone brought the dish he wanted to taste to him in a small plate.He was obviously not hungry, but he still ate a lot.

After eating, the butler took him to a big room, which can be said to be a house, with everything imaginable in it.

There are high-end photographic equipment in the room, and his favorite photos are hung on the wall, as well as his favorite floor-to-ceiling windows, from which he can clearly see the grass, trees, and tall buildings in the distance.

Although it is not far away, it took more than an hour to prove the distance.

The toiletries are all available, Qi Yuan hesitated for a moment, but decided to give up washing his hair, as the wound on his forehead would be healed if it gets wet.

But the big bathtub in front of you doesn't have to be a pity!