Chapter 9: Is She Crazy?
The gentleman had instructed her to take care of her as he had taken care of her, and the maid did not dare to disobey her. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info
Even if Leng Xiaoye wanted to kill her, she didn't dare to resist at all, because she knew very well that if she dared to resist, the consequences would be more terrible than death.
Squeezing past Leng Ono's side, the maid bent over, made a gesture of please, and walked in front of her to lead the way.
Outside the door, there is a bright promenade.
In the corridor, several bodyguards stood straight, all holding their hands slightly.
Even though it's broad daylight, everyone is wearing sunglasses.
Noticing Leng Xiaoye who came over, the expressionless faces of the bodyguards all changed unconsciously.
Women who want to please their bosses, they see a lot.
Which one is not well-dressed, this woman, dressed like this to meet her boss?!
Is she crazy?!
Walking through the corridor, the maid stopped in front of the white carved wooden door at the end of the corridor, raised her palm and made a gesture of please to Leng Ono.
The two bodyguards standing by the door immediately reached out at the same time and pushed the door open.
A gentle sea breeze blows in your face.
Outside the wooden doors, there is a large semi-open terrace.
The man in the white shirt stood with his back to her, leaning slightly over the railing.
The bright sunlight cast on him, casting a golden halo on his golden brown hair.
Although it was just a back, Leng Xiaoye instantly determined that that person was Huangfu Yaoyang.
The kind of temperament that is self-sacrificing and self-respecting, she can't admit her mistakes.
Beside the man in the white shirt, two middle-aged butlers in tuxedos and a white man in a suit, holding a computer in one hand, were reading data reports to him in English.
Leng Ono took a light breath and walked in.
Hearing the sound of the door opening behind them, several people turned their faces at the same time - including Huangfu Yaoyang, of course, who was leaning over the railing.
All eyes were focused on Leng Xiaoye, and when he saw Leng Xiaoye in front of him, not to mention the housekeeper, even Huangfu Yaoyang had a different color in his eyes.
Leng Xiaoye, who was standing in front of everyone, had slightly curly long black hair casually draped over his shoulders, his hair was not completely dry, and there was still dripping water in one place.
A large men's white shirt is wrapped around the upper body, and a black silk skirt is exposed under the shirt.
The original noble and gorgeous high-end dress has been completely torn off the hem, and there are still two threads hanging from one side.
Under the skirt that was blown by the wind, her beautiful white knees and straight calves were exposed.
Going down, on the little feet as white as jade, a pair of men's big slippers were stepped on.
Men's shirts, velvet gowns with skirts torn off, large slippers......
Everything in this woman seems to be completely out of tune, but when it comes to her, there is no sense of disobedience.
It's as if these things were supposed to fit together this way.
She was standing there, confidently standing in the sun, in the eyes of everyone, not focusing on anyone.
It was as if this was not a stranger's yacht, but her living room.
His gaze swept over the Huangfu Yaoyang, Leng Xiaoye walked over with his slippers and sat down at the dining table covered with a snow-white hooked tablecloth.
"Breakfast."
Two words, the tone is like greeting the waiter in a restaurant.
All the housekeepers and bodyguards have a chill in their backs.
This woman dares to turn a blind eye to her own Mr. Earl?
If you don't salute, don't say hello, don't bow, and dare to sit down one step ahead of him, and even take the initiative to order food!
Such a beautiful woman...... It's a pity.