Although the little maid was scolded by Li Wenwei, she didn't hold a grudge in her heart, her hands and feet were neat, and she walked in with her long hair all of a sudden.

Cheng Zhen saw that she was carefully holding those hairs, as if she was a baby, she could be so attentive, and Cheng Zhen didn't want her to be punished later, so she lowered her head and interceded with Li Wenwei.

Although Li Wenwei is usually domineering, she is still good to her tight maid, if it weren't for the sudden illness that made her temperament change greatly, she wouldn't punish people casually.

Cheng Zhen is right, Zhou Lang suddenly arrived, and anyone who changed would be anxious, this little girl was still knowledgeable, and told Sù Zhou Lang that she was seriously ill.

Again, I saw her running in quickly, and when she came to the gate, she slowed down, lest she be disturbed. The little maid slowed down, but her pace quickened a lot, and she looked slower, but before she could reach them.

It is difficult to find such a dutiful maid now, and the little maid kneels respectfully on the ground, still holding her hair in her hands, carefully protecting them from the dust on the ground.

"Wait, you don't have to go to the manager's office, follow me later." Li Wenwei said.

The little maid raised her head suddenly, her small mouth opened slightly, her eyes widened, as if she didn't believe what she had just heard, and said with a smile: "Fence down, don't hurry up Miss Xie." ”

The words that came true woke her up, and she quickly kowtowed and thanked, "Thank you, Miss." ”

"Come true, what's the use of these strands of hair?" Li Wenwei asked, she is now in a semi-bald state, the hair on her head has fallen too much, and she can no longer be coiled into a bun, looking at the thick black hair in front of her, she is very jealous in her heart, she used to have a black and bright hair that makes people jealous.

Cheng Zhen smiled mysteriously: "I'm going to help the young lady get her hair in a bun." ”

"Don't laugh, haven't you tried many times before, but you can't get it."

Before Li Wenwei only began to lose her hair, and there was no rash on her face, at that time, Chengzhen tried to help her pull her hair bun many times, but her hair was too small to even pull the simplest bun, let alone those more beautiful Feixian buns.

It didn't look like a joke at all, and she was very serious and instructed the fence to come forward to help.

Cheng Zhen's pair of skillful hands is difficult to find in the entire Shang Chi compared to Li Wenwei looked at the bronze mirror and followed Cheng Zhen and they were fiddling with her hair, her attention was always on the festering face on her face.

No matter how many times she looks at it, Li Wenwei has the urge to smash the mirror.

She even dreamed of sharing Huzhou with Zhoulang, but she couldn't grasp such an opportunity, and every time she refused Zhoulang, she was heartbroken. This time, Zhou Lang also came to the door on purpose and asked Li Wenwei how not to be excited, but after the joy, it was accompanied by greater loss and pain.

Li Wenwei, who was deep in thought, didn't notice that her scarce hair had been pulled into a beautiful and girlish bun.

Looking at this bun, Li Wenwei had a feeling of returning to the past, and she said in disbelief: "How is it possible." ”

Fence Luo also admired Chengzhen's craftsmanship very much, and just now Chengzhen asked her to cut off those long hairs, and she never thought that she could use it like this.

Cheng Zhen used Li Wenwei's scarce hair to make a hair bone, and then used other people's hair to tie it into a bun. No matter which angle you look at, you can't find that there are a lot of hair in it that doesn't belong to Li Wenwei. Cheng Zhen used intricate craftsmanship, no matter how Li Wenwei shook her hair, those strands would not fall out.

At the same time as the feeling of the craftsmanship came true, Li Wenwei went from stroking the bun to stroking the face that was so rotten that she couldn't see it, "What if I have a bun, can I see people with this face?" ”

Li Wenwei angrily pushed the bronze mirror to the ground, and when she touched it, it was extremely loud, and the guards and maids standing outside the door were all pale, such a voice, they have heard a lot recently, every time they hear this voice, it means that someone has been punished, this sound is like the blowing talisman of the king of Hades, and the listener is soft.

The fence turned his head sideways and wanted Cheng Zhen to comfort Li Wenwei, who knew that Cheng Zhen had already walked to the wooden cabinet, and the wooden cabinet was full of clothes, Cheng Zhen should not find clothes for Miss, according to Miss's current state, it seems to be a little hanging.

Cheng Zhen walked over with something in his hand, and when he looked closely, it was not a garment, but a thin piece of gauze with many gems on it, which looked noble and generous.

"Cheng Zhen said that he would not let others see Miss's face."

Cheng Zhen brought things to Li Wenwei, "This"

"As long as Miss wears this veil all the time under the pretext that typhoid fever has not recovered, then no one will be able to see Miss's face."

Li Wenwei looked at the beautiful veil in front of her, which was different from ordinary veils, with a lot more jewelry and a fixed clip on top.

Cheng Zhen stepped forward to help Li Wenwei put on the veil, the veil was matched with a newly pulled bun, which was very good, and the clip of the veil was inlaid with gems, and she was deeply immersed in the bun.

Li Wenwei's face was covered, the veil was made of silk that Jin Rong had sent, it was breathable and thin, but it was not clear when seen from the outside, but it was very clear when seen from the inside of the fabric. This is a very special fabric, like a double fabric, the outside is different from the inside.

Zhou Lang was quietly sipping tea in the hall, a hint of impatience flashing in his eyes. As the son of Lord Wenge, he is famous in Qingshan Academy, and there has always been only others waiting for him, and there is no such thing as him and others, but this is his first time.

Remembering what the little maid said, Li Wenwei is seriously ill? That's why he was rejected repeatedly?

Zhou Lang, who was rejected by Li Wenwei with various excuses, how could he swallow this breath, so he came to Loei Mansion, he wanted to see if Li Wenwei, who had been chasing him for a long time, was playing to refuse and welcome.

Zhou Lang just wanted Li Wenwei to play something, when a pretty figure walked in, and the waist that was as weak as a silver willow slowly walked towards him.

Seeing that the person who came was wearing a beautiful bun and a beautiful and expensive veil on his face, a trace of doubt flashed on Zhou Lang's face.

"Zhoulang."

The woman's delicate call made Zhou Lang look sideways, and this familiar voice was clearly Li Wenwei.

Li Wenwei saw that Zhou Lang's eyes did not flash with fright or disgust, but there was a faint doubt, now, she could rest assured, although Cheng Zhen and the fence were guaranteed by life just now, Li Wenwei's face could not be seen clearly from the outside, but Li Wenwei didn't believe it, after all, she could see so clearly inside, at this time, she remembered Sumire Rong again, the things he gave her were always different, and this time it was all due to the double-sided fabric he sent before.

"Miss Lai?" Zhou Lang asked.

Li Wenwei nodded, bowed to Zhou Lang, and explained: "I'm really sorry, Zhou Lang came to see me, and I can't greet Zhou Lang properly." ”

Zhou Lang hurriedly said: "Miss Li is serious, I heard that Miss Li is seriously ill and can't get out of bed, now that Miss Li is fine, Zhou Lang is finally relieved." ”

Zhou Lang said something that he cared, but only he understood the real meaning.

Li Wenwei's face turned pale, she knew that Zhou Lang was very dissatisfied, and he felt that the fence was lying to him.