Chapter 8 Leng Haochen, you hooligan

Although the Qiao family is also a wealthy family, compared with the Leng family, it is simply a big witch compared to a small witch.

The maid didn't look down on Song Xingchen at all, she was born as an upstart like her, and she was completely unworthy of their excellent and handsome young master.

I don't know if she took some shit luck, or if her ancestors smoked something.

can actually marry the young master.

The more the maid thought about it, the more jealous she became.

Of course, Song Xingchen found the maid's disdainful and mocking eyes, if it weren't for Qiao Mingzhu and Qiao's mother threatening her with her sister's ashes, she wouldn't want to marry an old man.

Thinking of her sister, a hint of hatred flashed in her eyes.

She will definitely avenge her sister and let Qiao Mingzhu and Qiao's mother repay their blood debts!!

However, according to the maid, the reason why she married into the Leng family was because An An had to play with her.

So, in fact, she is the nanny that the Leng family found for An An?

That doesn't seem like a bad thing!

Song Xingchen accepted the identity of his nanny and asked, "What about the little master?" ”

When the maid heard her inquire about the whereabouts of the little master, her eyes were even more disdainful, she was worthy of coming out of a small family, that is, she could drill camps, and she wanted to please the little master so quickly.

Pity......

The maid said mockingly: "The little young master went abroad today. ”

"Abroad?" Song Xingchen was a little puzzled, in the morning, she had also seen An An, why did she suddenly go abroad in the afternoon?

The maid seemed to see through her thoughts, and said in a cold voice: "The little young master is not in good health, and he will go abroad for treatment regularly, and he will be back next weekend." ”

Not feeling well?

Song Xingchen was stunned for a moment, and in her mind, a picture of An An hugging her and calling her mother suddenly appeared.

Her heart hurt as if it had been pricked by a needle.

What's wrong with her?

"You come with me, I'll take you to the room, and you'll live there in the future, please don't be mistaken." The maid suddenly spoke up and pulled Song Xingchen's thoughts back.

Song Xingchen came back to his senses and nodded subconsciously.

The maid took Song Xingchen to the third floor and pointed to one of the only two rooms on the third floor.

"That's your room, if nothing else, you'd better not wander around, especially the second floor, that's where the young master works."

Song Xingchen nodded: "I know." ”

The maid snorted, turned and left.

Song Xingchen directly ignored all the maid's attitudes.

Take things as they come......

She pushed open the closed door, and when she saw the decoration inside, she vaguely felt that something was wrong.

As for what was wrong, she couldn't tell for a while.

Then, Song Xingchen's eyes fell on the bathroom that was larger than a bedroom, and he immediately wanted to take a bath.

She was thrown to the floor at Qiao's house, covered in dirt, and she didn't know how many germs there were.

Thinking of this, she suddenly felt a little disgusted with herself, and raised her feet and walked towards the bathroom.

Song Xingchen was lying in the bathtub, enjoying the automatic massage, and couldn't help but sigh: "The life of a rich person is so good......"

No wonder, everyone wants to marry into a wealthy family.

Song Xingchen soaked for more than half an hour before she came out of the bathtub, only to feel lazy, she wiped her body with a bath towel, and wanted to get dressed.

Suddenly confused......

She didn't seem to come in with her clothes?

Song Xingchen held her forehead and sighed lightly, not only did she not bring her clothes in, she was knocked out and taken away by the Qiao family, and she didn't bring any clothes to the Leng family at all.

She looked at herself in the mirror, she couldn't keep being naked, could she?

Perhaps, there will be other clothes in the room?

The more Song Xingchen thought about it, the more she felt that it was possible, so she casually wrapped her upper body with a bath towel and trotted out of the bathroom.

She had just run out of the bathroom with her front feet when the door to her back room was opened.

Hearing the movement, Song Xingchen subconsciously stopped, looked sideways at the door, and Leng Haochen's cold face appeared in her sight.

"Ah!! Rogue !! Song Xingchen shouted and screamed.