Chapter 1: The Wei Family

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Outside the window, the sky was overcast, and it seemed to be raining again.

Shen Jiao looked at the rapidly changing buildings outside the window attentively, and remembered the old man who had just passed away a few days ago. The old man has been resolute all his life, and even death is so unexpected.

Continuing the ancestral teachings of the Shen family, the old man left nothing after his death, she was swept out of the house and penniless.

"Miss Shen, the front is here. The butler in the passenger seat spoke gently.

Shen Jiao retracted her thoughts and smiled at the housekeeper who was about the same age as the old man.

The Wei family covers a very wide area, even in the 21st century, it still continues the style of the ancient house, every brick and tile, every scene and every object, all exude an antique atmosphere.

The servants who came and went were dressed in all white and gold clothes, which were both beautiful and extravagant. In contrast, Shen Jiao's untimely loose T-shirt looks a little ridiculous.

"Miss Shen, please. ”

The housekeeper led the way in front, and the box at hand was also carried by another servant, Shen Jiao stabilized her mind and pretended to be calm and walked forward.

The old man once said that regardless of whether you are incompetent or not, you must have enough momentum, and it is better to look unfathomable, so that it can be most convincing.

Shen Jiao was taking over the business for the first time, and although she was nervous, she didn't dare to reveal the slightest.

The butler took her to the hall, still in an antique style, with two sunken wooden chairs in the front, and an old lady staring at her.

"Old Lady Wei. Shen Jiao bent down slightly and made enough of the etiquette. This old lady Wei is not a master to mess with, she was already a strong woman in the shopping mall in the old man's time, and now she has always maintained the Wei family.

"Hmm. Old Madam Wei nodded, a glint flashed in her cloudy eyes, "You are the girl of the Shen family?"

Shen Jiao nodded yes, and then heard Mrs. Wei say, "It looks about the same age as my family's An'an." ”

Who is An An?

Shen Jiao frowned quietly, before coming to the Wei family, she deliberately went to make up for the knowledge about the Wei family.

Mrs. Wei had a son named Wei Li who died young, leaving only three children. The eldest young master Wei Yuening, the third young lady Wei Yuehe, and the second young master Wei Yuehuai, who has been frail and sickly since childhood, are left.

She came for Wei Yuehuai this time.

"Housekeeper, go and call An An, don't let Shen Yatou wait for a long time. The old lady commanded.

The housekeeper left as he said, and only Shen Jiao and Mrs. Wei were left in the hall, so quiet that you could hear the clatter of the wall clock. Shen Jiao licked her dry lips, and the tension became stronger and stronger.

Old Lady Wei had a strong aura, standing in front of her, Shen Jiao felt pressured and almost didn't dare to look up at her.

Soon, the sound of gentle footsteps clearly came into Shen Jiao's ears, she tilted her head slightly, her eyes fell on the visitor, and a surprise crossed her eyes.

He was twenty-three or fourteen years old, with a handsome face, but an unhealthy pale complexion, and almost no blood on his face. His hair was a little long, almost blocking his eyes. Under the cold eyes, his dark circles are especially obvious.

It seems that this person is Wei Yuehuai, and outsiders have very little introduction to Wei Yuehuai, the main reason is that he is weak and sick, and rarely goes out.

The man didn't look at Shen Jiao, and walked straight to the old lady, his attitude was quite respectful: "Grandmother." ”

"An An, this is the Shen girl I told you. The old lady slowed down and smiled at the man.

Hearing this, the man turned his head to look at Shen Jiao. At that glance, Shen Jiao felt that there was an illusion that Mount Tai was overpowering, the pressure increased sharply, and cold sweat broke out.

Wei Yuehuai retracted his gaze coldly, lowered his eyes and said perfunctorily without any emotion: "Hmm." ”

"Shen girl, this is my grandson Wei Yuehuai. The old lady was used to it, and the expression on her face did not change in the slightest, although she used a negotiating tone, but it made people feel that she could not refuse, "How about you follow him later?"

"Okay. ”

How dare Shen Jiao not? Now she has no fixed residence, and the good thing she said was to come to the Wei family to do business, and the bad thing to say was to fight the autumn breeze and come here to send people under the fence.

The Shen family has been dreamers for generations, and they have been unique from generation to generation. She is the one hundred and one generation dream maker of the Shen family, and because she didn't learn and didn't know how to do it in the past, she never took over private work alone.

Where there are dreams in the world, there are dreamers, and there are various types of dreams, but in the final analysis, they can only be divided into two categories: sweet dreams and nightmares.

Shen Jiao didn't learn anything, but only learned one ability - the nightmare tearing technique. This is the most useful technique in this industry, but she has no talent for it, and even if she is tearing nightmares, she has only learned a few scratches.

Thinking of this, she looked up at Wei Yuehuai's thin and thin back.

After all, the old man couldn't rest assured of her, and before he died, he deliberately asked her to contact the Wei family. After briefly explaining their identity, the Wei family reached an agreement with her.

The Wei family took her in, but during the stay, the nightmare of Wei Yuehuai, the second young master of Wei, must be solved, so that he can dream well every day in the future.

But Wei Yuehuai seemed to be a difficult person to get along with, Shen Jiao touched her nose and became more and more worried about her future.

If you want to get rid of the nightmare, the most important thing is to have good communication with the host. With Wei Yuehuai's cold and indifferent appearance, even if she wants to say a few words, she will be snubbed by the other party......

Going around and around, Wei Yuehuai finally stopped at the gate of a courtyard. He turned around, his pale eyes were dead, but his voice was hoarse and nice: "In the past, I lived here, don't move around at will." ”

After that, he left directly.

Shen Jiao was hesitating whether to follow, and the maid who had been following her with the box suddenly spoke: "Miss Shen, you come with me." ”

"Okay. Shen Jiao smiled back at her.

On the way, Shen Jiao was finally not as cramped and uneasy as before, and tried to talk to the maid for a few words, but found that the maid also talked little, and he didn't leak a drop of words.

It is worthy of being from the Wei family.

But I finally knew that the maid who carried the box for herself was called okra, and it was okra who would take care of her daily life in the future. Knowing this, Shen Jiao wanted to have a good relationship with okra even more.

"Miss Shen, this is your room. Okra put down Shen Jiao's box and smiled at Shen Jiao without being humble or arrogant, "In the next time, you can rest first, or tidy up your things, dinner time is seven thirty o'clock, I will call you." ”

"Thank you, Sister Okra. Shen Jiao said and took out a red rope from her arms, "This is our Shen family's good dream knot, which can be regarded as a thank you gift to Sister Okra for helping me carry the box." ”

"No need, Miss Shen. Okra's smile remained the same, and it seemed to be close but it was a little alienated, "It's my duty to do things for Miss Shen, don't bother Okra." ”

Shen Jiao took back the red rope, scratched her head in embarrassment, and then carried the box into the house.

Don't forget it, she can't bear it!

There are not many good dreams left, and there are only five in the whole world. She endured the pain to give one, but the other party didn't buy it at all, which made her even more embarrassed.

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