Song Xinci fled back to Qingyan Mansion overnight, wanting to hide.

The property and security management of this mansion are among the best in the country, and non-residents are not allowed to enter without the permission of the residents.

Seeing Fu Hanyu being stopped outside the door, her face was dark and helpless, and she almost laughed on the spot.

Song Xinci went back to his favorite small mansion comfortably and played with his dog godson Arthur for a night.

It had been a long time since Arthur had seen the little master come back, and when he smelled the lemongrass aroma on her, he swirled excitedly all over the ground, shaking the fluffy dog hair, and spread his hooves and galloped over.

Song Xinci was directly thrown to the ground by it, and when this cub was first brought back, he was still a little cutie with thick eyebrows and big eyes and watery eyes, and he was almost thirty pounds in a blink of an eye.

Song Xinci was like being beaten to the ground by a big sandbag, and before she could get up, the dog son snorted and stretched out his bright red tongue to lick her face.

Song Xinci really wanted to pull the stupid dog to stew at this moment.

"Arthur!"

The maid Lan Duo came over quickly and dragged her off Song Xinci's body, "I think you really don't want to eat bones!" Miss rarely goes home, and you still make trouble for her! ”

"Woohoo!"

Arthur was chained, or desperately pulled his hooves in the direction of Song Xinzi, he liked Song Xinzi, the master's face was the most beautiful face it had ever seen, and the owner's smell was the best smell it had ever smelled.

Arthur frantically wagged his big fluffy tail, and his dog's face was full of desire to be pampered, Song Xinci stretched out his finger angrily, "Stay in the backyard, you are not allowed to come back if you don't have a meal." ”

"Woohoo!!"

Song Xinci smiled, watching it be taken away with a helpless face, feeling like seeing Fu Hanyu's copy, and went upstairs in a happy mood.

Every time she came back to the mansion, she felt warm, this place she lived with her parents for a while when she was a child, and although she moved to a bigger house, it is still the most precious place in her childhood memories.

Song Xinci went back to his bedroom with ease, and after freshening up, he put on a light pajamas and went downstairs, and Lan Duo put dinner on the dining table early.

Song Xinci ate two large bowls of rice with a great appetite, and Lan Duo was also the person left to her by her parents, although this person was a few years older than her, but he was quite capable, proficient in housework, cooking, and management.

Song Xinci sometimes couldn't help but say to Lan Duo, "Sister Lan, you are a genius, compared to you, I am like a little waste." ”

After the little waste Song Xinci ate and drank enough, he lay flat and slept until dawn.

Before going to bed, she was thinking about how to arrange Anya's resignation vigorously to match her identity.

So she rolled her eyebrows, raised her hand and sent a text message to Xingyue's secretariat, asking them to inform Anya to go to the company at ten o'clock tomorrow.

Early the next morning, Song Xinci was woken up by the sound of constant banging on the door.

The frequency of the impact, as well as the sound of squeaking, Song Xinci also knew that it was Arthur's Erha!

She was so noisy that she couldn't bear to lift the quilt and get out of bed, opened the door to see, and sure enough, she saw Erha sitting upright at the door, wagging her tail happily at her.

"Woohoo!" Good morning hosts!

"Well, I can't even tie you to the chain now, can I? See how I clean you up! ”

Lan Duo hurriedly ran up and saw that Song Xinci was scratching Arthur's stomach, Arthur was scratched and rolled on the ground, and he smiled and breathed a sigh of relief for a while.

"Arthur has too much strength now, I tied a new rope to it, but he still tore it off, and now I guess I want to go out to the bathroom, I'll take it out for a yo-yo, miss."

"It's okay, go get busy." Song Xinci entered the house and changed into sportswear, "I'll take it to yo-yo." ”

Arthur seemed to hear it, and jumped three feet high with a whimper.

"Let's go, son of a dog."

"Woohoo!"