"Enough, no more. ”

Meng Yiran covered his ears in disgust, his head was biased, and he muttered and complained in a low voice: "I will only talk to me about this every time, and it will not be annoying to talk about it." ”

The butler closed his mouth knowingly, but a hint of impatience flashed in his eyes.

He felt that Meng Yiran was not the best heir of the Jiang family, but the old man liked her, and even when everyone was not optimistic about her, he tried his best to override public opinion and bring him to his side to raise him personally.

Every time I think of this, the look on the butler's face is not good-looking.

Meng Yiran naturally didn't realize that his right-hand man who would be in charge of the Meng family in the future was now thinking about letting her get out.

She pouted angrily and gritted her teeth: "This time I thought it was a mistake, and next time I will definitely make her pay the price she should pay." ”

"Miss!"

The housekeeper frowned, a look of disapproval.

It stands to reason that this kind of thing will never be the same, and if you can't succeed in one blow, you should stop fighting and no longer pursue it, otherwise you will break the rules of the road.

He opened his mouth, the corners of his mouth twitching: "The master won't agree." ”

"Don't use grandpa to press me, he hurts me so much, at most he can say a few words to me, I'm not afraid. Arrogantly said, Meng Yiran moved his nose: "On the contrary, it is you, did you accept the benefits of the Fu family, so you defended this woman for Fu Shen." ”

She stretched out a hand and pointed at the butler, obviously both of them were sitting in the back row, she put on a condescending posture.

The housekeeper did not move, and did not open his mouth to defend her accusation, but said lightly: "Miss, it's not too early." You should go back. ”

"You get out of the car yourself. ”

In Meng Yiran's heart, the housekeeper is no different from the other servants in the family, even if he worked hard with his grandfather when he was young, he is nothing more than a subordinate with a little weight.

Thinking of his doggy situation, he used that set of rhetoric to teach her a lesson, Meng Yiran's expression brought a little rebelliousness: "I'll say it one last time, get out of the car." ”

"Miss. ”

The driver in the front seat is naturally also a person from Mr. Meng, although he is young, he is not stupid.

At least it's better than a communicative idiot like Meng Yiran, he turned his head and looked at the housekeeper and Meng Yiran in confusion: "It's not good." ”

"Oh, what are you? Receiving the wages paid to you by my family, he doesn't get out of the car, right, I'll get off!"

Meng Yiran picked up the bag and was about to get out of the car, and as soon as his hand touched the doorknob, he heard the housekeeper's slightly old voice speak: "I'll just get down, send the young lady back safely." ”

He carried his black briefcase and got out of the car slowly, even the sound of the door closing sounded a small chuckle.

A smug smile rose on the corner of Meng Yiran's mouth, and his chin was slightly raised.

She knew that this old thing ate hard rather than soft, and refused to listen to it when it spoke well, and only when she showed her anger did she know that she obeyed orders.

Without the annoying people in the carriage, even the air brought a few sweetness, Meng Yiran put on headphones, listened to the song beautifully, and hummed a few sentences from time to time.

The driver held the steering wheel with both hands, and his mouth moved for a while, but finally he didn't speak.

Even the old housekeeper was insulted by the eldest lady like this, he was a powerless and powerless driver, maybe he would be tricked by Meng Yiran in the later stage, it was better to keep silent, and wait until he returned to the villa to report this matter to the master.

The two of them were immersed in their respective spirits, and they didn't notice that the butler who was placed on the side of the road was not like thunder, but looked like an old god was there, leisurely.

He pushed his black-rimmed glasses, his eyes wandered, and he only thought about it for three seconds before walking towards the black sedan that had been stuck in place at the intersection.

At the same time, looking at the approaching figure, Fu Shen hooked the corner of his mouth: "The fish is about to be hooked." ”

"Master Fu, you are really like a god. When Cheng Jiudui sent the message before, he was still betting with him that according to the housekeeper's current status, there is a high probability that he will directly ignore the text messages he sent.

But I didn't expect Murphy's Law to always come very fast.

He didn't have long to be happy before he was slapped in the face by reality.

"Less there, give me things. ”

Fu Shen raised his eyes lazily and took the contract that had already been drawn up from Cheng Jiudui's hand.

His thin lips pursed slightly, and he couldn't see the change in his demeanor, but those who were familiar with him didn't know it, and his eyes had been branded with a determined look, with an inevitable light.

The car door was opened, and he looked at the person who naturally sat up, and said, "Happy cooperation, Mr. Chen." ”

It is not clear that the covert transactions that took place on street corners and alleys.

Jiang Nuan took out the student card from his bag to prove his identity and showed it to the doorman, and then followed the flow to his department.

Along the way, I met a lot of junior students, and some of them even came up to ask her for social numbers.

She came to school to study, not some boring interpersonal interactions, especially the work she will do in the future is not destined to be in this industry, and it is better to waste time to go home and crack the Ko of the formula team more

EA virus.

After a long and boring speech by the head of the department, Jiang Nuan's ears finally settled quietly, she stretched, and then shook her neck.

Just a few minutes after coming back, a cold boy suddenly came from next to him: "Miss Jiang, is it convenient to talk?"

Jiang Nuan turned his head, his eyes fell on the sign on his chest, and he whispered, "Meng Wu?"

"What does Meng Yiran have to do with you?" she propped her head with her right hand, tilting her head to look innocent.

If it weren't for those shining eyes, I'm afraid everyone would think that she was a harmless little girl.

Thinking of the scene he saw on Yingbin Road just now, Meng Wu's lips were a little dry, he stretched out his tongue and licked the corners of his lips, and then nodded: "I'm his cousin!"

"Is there anything wrong with me?" Facing people who are not familiar with me and may not have more contact in the future, Jiang Nuan grinned, but his expression was perfunctory.

She dragged her chin and stretched out a finger to slowly make a circular motion, and then said, "Want to be angry for your cousin?" ”

"It's not. ”

Meng Wu has a good skin, because of this face, he usually receives a lot of preferential treatment at school, many girls like to lean on his side, and many people have openly and secretly said that even if they don't want a name, they can do it.

This was the first time that a woman had been surprised when she saw him, as if she was looking at an ordinary person.