"Miss Su is really pitiful." Lingling didn't seem to be aware of Su Che's eviction order, so she naturally sat on the edge of the bed, looked at Su Che, and said, "Such a good house and such a handsome Mr. Ji, if you don't like it, why waste time here, it's better to give the opportunity to others."

Lingling is eighteen years old this year, and she is a beauty in all ten miles and eight towns, even if she goes to the city, there are several bosses who want her to be her mistress, but the moment she saw Ji Tingyu, she had already made up her mind.

Such a handsome and perfect man, he must be with her to be not a waste!

"Miss Su, why don't you talk to Mr. Ji and beg him to let you leave."

Looking at the greed flashing in Lingling's eyes, Su Che smiled sarcastically.

It's really anyone who dares to think about Ji Tingyu, just because of his uncertain temperament now, no one can easily approach him.

"If you want to start, just go, you can also see, now my status, he won't listen to anything." Su Che smiled self-deprecatingly.

Why didn't she want to run away, she wanted to!

"Don't be ashamed!" Su Che's shirk is in Lingling's eyes like a toad who wants to eat swan meat, how can this kind of broken flower and willow be worthy of Mr. Ji!

"Don't worry, you'll be leaving here soon!" Lingling stomped her foot in annoyance and turned to leave.

Su Che chuckled, this room was really quiet and weird, so it was a lot more lively.

As for Lingling's fate, she doesn't have to think about it, she knows it.

That night, Ji Tingyu came back late at night with the smell of alcohol, and Lingling was already guarding the door.

"Mr. Ji, change your slippers." Lingling eagerly handed over the slippers, took the briefcase in Ji Tingyu's hand, and looked at Ji Tingyu with a pair of starry eyes shyly and timidly.

She knows best that men like women like this.

Delicate, budding to be released.

But who would have thought that Ji Tingyu didn't look at her at all, but avoided her outstretched hand.

"Didn't the housekeeper tell you that I don't need maid services?" Ji Tingyu's voice was cold, but he didn't want to worry about Lingling, so he waved his hand impatiently, signaling that she could leave.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Ji."

Lingling knew that she should avoid it, so she hurriedly called Uncle Zhang.

And Li's mother recently took leave to return to her hometown, so she could come into Ji's house, in the kitchen, seeing the ingredients that had been prepared at hand, the pride in Lingling's eyes became more and more obvious.

As long as Ji Tingyu eats today's meal, she is not afraid that he will escape from her palm.

Ji Tingyu sat at the dining table and smelled the smell of the kitchen.

"It tastes okay." The rare evaluation made Uncle Zhang stunned for a moment.

"Mr. Ji, Li's mother and grandson are sick, and the day before yesterday I asked the housekeeper for leave, so we just changed to a little maid, and we tried her cooking skills before, so we recruited them."

Uncle Zhang was relieved when he heard that Ji Tingyu was satisfied.

"Hmm."

Ji Tingyu has a quirk, he must eat light home-cooked food on weekdays.

It was Su Che who did it before, but after something like that happened, it was replaced by Mama Li.

"Mr. Ji, please taste it." Lingling said softly, looking at Ji Tingyu's face.

She put a little medicine in each dish, so she didn't worry about Ji Tingyu being a picky eater at all.

"Hmm." Ji Tingyu twisted his eyebrows, saw that she didn't move, and asked rhetorically: "Still here, ready to eat with me, huh?"

A trace of greed flashed in Lingling's eyes, and she seemed to have seen the scene of becoming the wife of the Ji family in front of her eyes.

The servants, who usually shouted at themselves, knelt in front of them at this time, waving their tails and begging for mercy.

"Okay, Mr. Ji." Lingling's voice was simply cheerful, and she retreated to the kitchen.

Although Lingling's chicken soup was delicious, Ji Tingyu didn't have any appetite at all.

In front of me was that thin and desperate face.

Damn it!

Ji Tingyu tightened his eyes and pursed his thin lips.

"Damn woman!"

Why is she always looking like she is wrong, as if she is sorry for her.

"Take these things and go upstairs."

He couldn't call Su Che down, if he was seen by Xiao Baozi, it would be really difficult to justify himself.

Lingling never expected that Ji Tingyu would do this, and she couldn't help but be a little anxious.

If something really happened to them, wouldn't they have wasted their minds in vain!

"Mr. Ji, these dishes are according to your taste, I'll make another one for Miss Su."

Lingling said nicely, and looked at Ji Tingyu with a pair of eyes smuggling.

She must not make wedding dresses for others, and the only person who can afford Mrs. Ji is herself.

Lingling was still dreaming here, and Ji Tingyu had already gotten up and walked upstairs.

"Mr. Ji!"

Lingling subconsciously opened her mouth and screamed, until she saw the broken ice under Ji Tingyu's eyes, she knew how ridiculous her behavior was.

"To ...... Milk? Lingling wanted to bite off her tongue, and when she saw Ji Tingyu nodded, she breathed a sigh of relief.

Thinking that all the things she had planned were wasted, Lingling couldn't help but scold Su Che again.

When Ji Tingyu opened the door and went in, Su Che was lying on the bed, and she didn't feel it when she was asleep.

Ji Tingyu was standing at the door, looking at her when she was asleep, her brows were still tightly locked, and she suddenly didn't want to go in.

"Let's go."

Ji Tingyu gave a cold order, and Lingling suddenly became energetic in the back, and responded happily.

"What about these meals......"

Lingling asked tentatively.

"Thrown."

Ji Tingyu suddenly lost his appetite, turned around and entered the study.

Lingling held the dinner plate and looked at Ji Tingyu greedily.

He must have felt his love, otherwise how could he come out of Su Che's room.

Thinking of this, Lingling couldn't help blushing, shyly put the dinner plate back, and walked back to her bedroom quickly.

Su Che had a nightmare, and it was pitch black in the dream, with no light and no sound. h

Cold sweat fell down, and Su Che suddenly woke up, he was still in the room.

She felt that she needed to talk to Ji Tingyu.

At least. Give her a chance to prove her innocence.

Deliberately waited until late at night after the little bun went to sleep, and Su Che came to Ji Tingyu's door lightly.

But...... Su Che raised the hand that knocked on the door and fell again.

She was a little struggling.

But before she could hesitate, the door was opened a crack, and a powerful hand pulled her in at once.

"Are you standing in the doorway trying to seduce me?" Ji Tingyu looked at her mockingly, letting Su Che stand at the door, at a loss.

"Mr. Ji. I'm here to explain it to you. Su Che took a deep breath and tried to calm his voice as much as he could.

She needs to move Ji Tingyu with the most sincere attitude.

"I hope you can trust me." Su Che bit his lip, and there was a trace of worry between his eyebrows.

At the very least, I hope you can have a better life.

Su Che swallowed back this sentence.

She knew very well that if she said this, Ji Tingyu would definitely use vicious and mean words to humiliate her body.

However, what she didn't expect was that as soon as Ji Tingyu returned to the bedroom, Xiao Baozi had already moved a small stool and sat at the door, her big eyes flickering with protest.

"What?" Ji Tingyu had a hunch that the purpose of Xiao Baozi's coming here was not simple, so he rubbed his temples and asked helplessly.

"Dad, when will Teacher Su come back?"

Xiao Baozi straightened his body, trying not to lose his aura to the adult in front of him.

"Dad's expression is obviously unhappy, and it was the same when I quarreled with Xiaohua, so was Mr. Su blown away by you."

Xiao Baozi was sitting in a precarious position, which made Ji Tingyu feel like he was "judged".

"Who is Little Flower?"

Ji Tingyu also looked at the little bun seriously, moved a chair, and had a posture of not asking questions to the end.

Xiao Baozi's little face turned red as soon as he "boomed", and his chubby little hands were tangled in clutching the corners of his clothes.

Why is he so stupid, if he hadn't said the wrong thing, he would definitely have brought Teacher Su back today.

Looking at that cute little face wrinkled and full of remorse, the light in Ji Tingyu's eyes softened a lot.

"You sleep obediently, tomorrow, Teacher Su will be back." Ji Tingyu saw the brilliance in Xiao Baozi's eyes, and was touched somewhere in his heart.

"Okay, adults can't talk without counting! The little bun is sleeping. "

Little bun clapped his little hands. Picked up his little stool and left happily.

"Good night Dad!"

The maid who is in charge of taking care of the little bun in the past few days has long heard the voice and is guarding the door. Seeing the little buns come out is even more intimate than seeing relatives.

God knows how much he was afraid that Ji Tingyu would get angry and clean himself up, but it's okay, it's okay.

"Little master, don't run around, before Teacher Su comes back, we will all be scared to death."

Xiao Baozi looked at the tearful maid in puzzlement, scratched the little head melon, and said, "Is Dad terrible?"

How dare the maid say a word behind Ji Tingyu's back, he could only cry with a sad face, and silently prayed in his heart that he could hold on until Su Che came back.

finally put the little bun to sleep, and as soon as the maid came out, he saw Lingling standing at the door.

He didn't have a good impression of Lingling, but because of the rules set by the housekeeper, he didn't show anything.

"Little Master is asleep, is there anything wrong with you?"

The servant was quite serious, and Lingling snorted coldly in her heart when she saw him like this.

It's just a watchdog, and he dares to show off his might here.

But even though she had already drenched the blood of the dog scolded by others in her heart, Lingling's face was still full of smiles.

"It's not that Miss Su told me before leaving, the little master sometimes kicks the quilt, I want to come and take a look, after all, the little master is Mr. Ji's heart, if you really catch a cold, you and I can't afford it."

Lingling looked serious and dutiful, which frightened the maid.

"Then leave this matter to the housekeeper."

The maid was also worried that Lingling was unreliable, so she kept an eye on it.

"Okay then." Lingling shrugged her shoulders and said, "Since that's the case, I won't force it, if the little young master is really sick, don't dump the pot on me in front of Mr. Ji."