Chapter Seventy-Two: Little, Little Snow?!
Step in, into the sandalwood door, the huge house made the woman sigh sincerely, she looked at the surrounding environment blankly, all the maids were polite to bend down to her, she really didn't expect, I didn't expect her father to be a housekeeper in such a luxurious place.
"Father, father......" The woman looked in a trance, she pulled the corner of the old butler's clothes to signal him, and her eyes always seemed to be afraid of something.
"I said it's okay, I do work as a housekeeper in this kind of place. β
The old housekeeper said lightly, this is the first time his daughter has come to such a luxurious place with him, even his own house is very simple, and his daughter has been in that environment for a long time, so it is naturally a little unacceptable to come to the new environment.
As the words of comfort fell, the woman calmed down a lot. But it's no wonder that she is afraid, because the old housekeeper has not been with her much since she was a child, and she has been busy all the time, and as for the woman's mother, she unfortunately died early in an accident.
As the two of them progressed, the old housekeeper took his daughter to the center of the house, surrounded by a golden color, soft and comfortable sofas, and a glittering glass coffee table.
The old butler turned to sit down, and at the same time motioned for the woman to sit down as well, and he told the woman that there was basically no restraint here, except for some specific circumstances, and she could do whatever she wanted.
"That'...... What's the special situation?" asked the woman lightly, although the old butler told her so lightly, she knew that a master with such a net worth must be very picky.
The old butler who was asked smiled faintly, he picked up a cup of green tea on the table and took a sip, and then said slowly and earnestly: "For example, when Young Master Lian was at home. β
"Young Master Lian?" The woman was puzzled in her heart, who was the young master Lian that the old housekeeper was talking about? Since the old housekeeper called him Young Master, was he the owner of this house?
The woman was hazy in her heart, waiting for the old butler's response.
"Young Master Lian is the owner of this palace-like house, and I am also his personal butler. The old butler put down the cup in his hand and told her everything, and when his daughter asked what he did, he always said that he was just a housekeeper.
At that time, women always thought that housekeeping was an inferior profession that served tea and poured water, and whenever a childhood woman held a parent-teacher meeting at school, she never dared to tell her father's occupation to her classmates, in case she was laughed at by everyone, but as it seems now, she was like a frog at the bottom of a well.
The woman covered her mouth, her eyes were filled with light tears and she secretly wiped her mouth and smiled, she didn't expect her childhood to be so stupid, she didn't expect her childhood to be so naΓ―ve, and she didn't expect her father to be the big housekeeper who managed hundreds of people.
The woman slowly lowered her hand and asked the old butler again:
"So, is that Young Master Lian at home now?"
I saw that the old housekeeper shook his head, immediately looked at the woman, and said lightly to her: "No, he is in S City now." β
"S City?"
The woman's lips opened slightly, she didn't expect that the young master Lian that the old housekeeper said was actually there, maybe she had seen the so-called young master Lian before.
While the two were talking, in the corner of the second floor, only a "squeak......" was heard, and Mu Lingxi quietly opened the door of his house.
"Sorry, did I just argue with you?"
Mu Lingxi asked lightly apologetically, it turned out that the moment she opened the door, the two people downstairs were silent.
As the faint words fell, only the sound was heard, but no one was seen, and the old housekeeper after hearing the movement was still calmly drinking the hot green tea in the cup he put on the table, and the woman downstairs, that is, the daughter of the old housekeeper, was attracted by this familiar word.
She looked up at the bottom of the stairs and asked in confusion, "Who is this?"
The light steps gradually came from the corner of the second floor, and the sound of the soles of shoes and the wooden floor slapping became more and more intense.
The woman had been watching, and she couldn't erase the curiosity in her heart, because she always felt that the words at that time seemed to be somewhat familiar, but as for where the familiarity was, he couldn't remember it for a while.
"Kick, kick, kick, kick......"
At this time, the pace clearly reached the ears of the two, Mu Lingxi stood still at the corner of the staircase on the second floor, she held the handle of the wooden ladder downstairs, and stood on the second floor looking at the center of the first floor with a condensed gaze.
"Huh?"
Mu Lingxi had suspicions in her heart, she always felt that the vague figure on the first floor seemed to be somewhat familiar, but because it was too far away, she couldn't see it clearly.
The same is true of the woman sitting downstairs, and it seems that only when the two of them get closer can they figure out each other's true colors.
Mu Lingxi walked down step by step along the handle of the wooden ladder, and although her elegant and graceful figure was a few meters away, it was difficult to stop the burst of charm.
The pale red dress gave people a strong visual impact, and the maids around them all widened their eyes, dropped their mouths, and their expressions seemed to be a little incomprehensible with surprise, although they knew that Mu Lingxi was beautiful, but they didn't expect Mu Lingxi's appearance to be outstanding to this extent, especially after matching the pale red dress she was wearing.
Mu Lingxi was walking step by step from a high place, her crooked steps seemed very unnatural, her face was shy, her face was red, she lowered her head and was silent, she didn't expect to be stared at by so many people to be so embarrassed.
Seeing this, the maids around them, who often observed their words and expressions, could see at a glance that Mu Lingxi's face was innocent, only to see everyone covering their mouths and smiling secretly, and then continued to work. Compared with those famous ladies who want to climb the branches and attach themselves to the nobles, Mu Lingxi's clear eyes are obviously much more pleasing to the eye.
Mu Lingxi, who was not stared at by the maids, couldn't help but breathe a long sigh of relief, she subconsciously closed her eyes and covered her chest, and then gradually raised her head and walked towards the next step of the building.
"This is the mistress of this house, that is, the young master Lian I just mentioned, his wife. Seeing that his daughter was so curious about Mu Lingxi, the old housekeeper opened his mouth to explain to her.
"Mistress?" The woman groaned in her heart, and couldn't help but be slightly stunned, so she continued to stare at Mu Lingxi's face, and as Mu Lingxi's steps gradually approached, the expression on the woman's face became richer.
Suddenly, at this moment, I saw that the woman at this time suddenly turned around and stood up, and she and Mu Lingxi looked at each other at the same time.
As the words fell in the next second, the atmosphere present suddenly became delicate.
"Little, Xiaoxue?!"