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"Yan Xiu, I... I'm back."

"Really?" Looking at Changyun with cold eyes, Yan Xiu said coldly: "Where have you been these few days? Why, you ran around when I was not around, who gave you the courage?"

"I....."

"Mr. Yan, the dishes are ready and ready to eat," Chang Yun just wanted to explain, when he saw Xiaoyu coming out of the kitchen next to him with food.

Seeing Changyun standing at the door, Xiaoyu was taken aback for a moment, then grinned, "Your name is Changyun, right? I happened to cook, let's eat together."

"You made this for me. He is entitled to eat it?" Yan Xiu stood up and walked straight to the dining table.

"I've already eaten," Changyun smiled awkwardly, "Then...then I won't disturb your meal, I'll go back to my room first."

However, before he walked up the stairs, Yan Xiu's indifferent voice sounded, "Did I let you go?"

Changyun stopped in his tracks for an instant, turned around to look at Yan Xiu, and slowly retreated to the place he had come in just now.

"Then...then I'll just stand."

With a 'snap', Yan Xiu slammed the chopsticks on the table, and said coldly to the butler beside him, "Take him to check, if someone touches it, throw it out."

Chang Yun froze instantly, looking at Yan Xiu in disbelief, how could he treat himself like this?But then hastily explained,

"I...I didn't, I really didn't."

He can accept Yan Xiu's humiliation, but he can't be driven away, father still needs money, he can't have money, he can't watch his father die.

"No?"

Yan Xiu looked at Changyun sarcastically, "You disappeared for two days and two nights, how do I know what you did? I don't want to touch dirty things."

The butler at the side also hesitated, but because of Yan Xiu's brutal temper, he dared not refuse.

"Taste the cloud, how about..."

"Then let Dr. Qing come, I'll get to know him a little better," he may not care about humiliating him, but at least he will feel better if someone else comes.

Qing Shaoyu?

Thinking of the photos he received a few days ago, Yan Xiu suddenly laughed angrily.

"If you don't tell me, I don't think you have a good relationship with him? Did you do it to him when I was away?"

"Yan Xiu," Chang Yun almost cried angrily, and immediately shouted: "You can humiliate me, but please don't humiliate my friendship with Dr. Qing, we are innocent and not as dirty as you think."

"Presumptuous," Yan Xiu stood up abruptly, took a few steps forward, and squeezed Changyun's chin firmly.

"Who gave you the courage to yell at me, what? Don't you want money? Do you miss your father?"

"Sorry, I was wrong."

Chang Yun immediately apologized almost without dignity, for his father, he can bear anything.

However, what Yan Xiu hated the most was Changyun's compromising appearance, which made him feel extremely bored and uncomfortable.

Although he doesn't know why.

"Did I sleep with you and you didn't pay me? Why pretend to be wronged?" If it weren't for the fact that he helped himself back then, would he have pampered him so much?

I have already slept with myself, why are I still entangled with Qing Shaoyu?

Just because he is not around, can he cuddle with other men?

Simply shameless.

"I'm sorry, I...I know I was wrong," Chang Yun lowered his head and apologized again.

Shaking off Changyun's chin, Yan Xiu pointed to the door, "You know you're wrong, right? Then go out, stand there, and stand until I'm satisfied, or you won't even want a penny."

"it is good."

Turning around, Changyun walked out of the gate of the villa, and stood in the yard outside, where Yan Xiu could see.

......

Yan Xiu snorted and walked back to the table to continue eating.

Xiaoyu was also taken aback by Yan Xiu's sudden temper, obediently helping Yan Xiu to serve the meal without daring to say anything.

Standing in the courtyard, Changyun watched all this silently, watching Yan Xiu and Xiaoyu eating together, watching them talk, and then...

Watch them go upstairs together.

Until the lights in my room come on.

As for?

There are so many guest rooms in the villa, why do you have to do it in your own room?

And what did I do wrong?Is it because I disappeared inexplicably?But isn't Wu Zihao one of his people?Wouldn't Yan Xiu know about his own situation?

But he still...

Forget it, after all, it was my own extravagant hope. How could he consider his situation if he was so high above him?

"It's tiring to be alive."

......

The so-called spring rain in March is continuous, and the sky at night suddenly drizzles, and it seems to be getting bigger and bigger.

Standing in the rain, Changyun couldn't help but look down at the grass. He felt like a small grass under his feet, allowing others to trample on it at will.

He can never stand up and resist, because he is too weak.

But when people gently remove their feet, Xiaocao will slowly stand up again, but when people step on it again, Xiaocao will have to bend down again.

Oh, it really looks like myself.

As those neighbors said at the beginning, I am a weed that no one wants, and I am born to be trampled underfoot, humble and humble.

......

"Yo, isn't this our Changyun? Why are you standing still?" The nasty old cooking woman suddenly came out and looked at Changyun in the rain with a sarcastic expression.

Taking out her mobile phone and taking two photos, the old woman stood in the corridor with her arms folded and said with a condescending sneer:

"You said you're selling butts, do you really take yourself seriously?"

"It's all right now, here comes a new little fish, you spoiled second-hand, you have to be thrown out."

Changyun ignored her.

"Hmph, it's just a shameless and lowly thing, what are you dragging? As long as Mr. Yan says a word, you're living worse than a dog."

Changyun still lowered his head and ignored him.

The old woman thought that Changyun was afraid, so she kept talking more and more, but the humiliating words seemed not enough for her to vent, so she went back to the house to find a cup of tea.

Then......

Splashed directly on Changyun's head, and then all kinds of insults.

"Such a lowly thing like you will get tired of playing with it sooner or later, no, Mr. Yan doesn't want it?"

"But after all, your face is not bad. Why don't you find someone else to take care of you? How about Dr. Qing? Doesn't he like you very much?"

Qing Shaoyu?

Heh, no wonder Yan Xiu lost his temper suddenly, so it turned out that this old woman was acting as a demon again?

Changyun finally moved, wiped the tea on his face, and slightly hooked the corners of his mouth, "Would you like to see who is behind you?"

The old woman was taken aback for a moment, and when she looked back, she saw that the housekeeper who was supposed to be resting had already stood behind her at some point.

"Housekeeper, I...I am..."

"No need to explain."

The butler waved his hand, "Go and pack up your things and leave, you are no longer needed here, and...you are no longer qualified to work for any rich family."

The bosses in the business circle communicate with each other, so does the housekeeper. As long as he says a word today, no other family will accept such a servant again.

The old woman was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly explained in various ways, but the butler kept a cold face from the beginning to the end.

As a last resort, the old woman could only pack up her things and leave.