Steward Chen looked at Yan Mu and nodded, "Is your mother okay?" ”

"It's okay, thank you Steward Chen for your concern." Yan Mu hurriedly smiled.

Steward Chen's tense expression just now made her feel a little uneasy, but she was still very grateful to the kind-hearted housekeeper for granting her leave.

"Hmm!" Steward Chen nodded again very seriously.

After asking clearly, Steward Chen went back to the study and replied to Bo Junxiao: "Young master, it's just a down jacket." ”

"Down jacket?"

Bo Junxiao's hand that was signing the document paused, and he turned the pen in his hand and said, "Tell her that the brand is not suitable for people in the old mansion!" ”

"Young Master?"

Steward Chen felt that he was blindfolded again, "What do you mean ......?"

"According to the girl's size, call the SL-w store and ask them to send two down jackets suitable for girls of this age!"

Bo Junxiao continued to look at the documents in his hand without raising his head.

“…… Okay young master! ”

Steward Chen continued to be circled.

Could it be that the brand of the girl's clothes is anything special, it is a company brand that the young master is tired of?

That's not right...... The young master doesn't know what brand it is, right?

Steward Chen was confused and implemented Bo Junxiao's instructions.

After the store sent the clothes, Steward Chen called Yan Mu to the foyer where he was handling official business, and passed this instruction to Yan Mu word for word.

"I know Steward Chen...... I'm not going to wear that down jacket in the old house. Yan Mu was also a little inexplicable, took the two down jackets handed to her by Steward Chen, and replied suspiciously.

I looked down at the brands of these two down jackets......

Well, anyway, this brand is a luxury brand that she rarely bought when her father was alive.

Yan Mu returned to his room and tried on these two clothes that almost fell from the sky, which were really suitable.

Touching the well-made standard on the clothes, Yan Mu was a little stunned: Could it be that Bo Junxiao felt that the clothes she was wearing were too low and lost his face?

But I'm just a little nanny!

I don't understand, Yan Mu simply doesn't want to think about it, anyway, it's something she takes advantage of.

But the atmosphere in the study is still depressing.

Steward Chen's eyes were full of confusion, and the young master was obviously unhappy.

Usually dealing with official business, the young master always takes a break every hour, otherwise the pain in his legs and waist will be a little unbearable.

But right now, the young master has been sitting in front of the computer for three hours!

It didn't stop for three hours, and his already pale face looked even more worrying, and the tense lines of his body showed that he must be struggling with pain.

Steward Chen was very distressed: "Young master, ......"

He persuaded him several times, but the young master always turned a deaf ear.

"Smack!"

Bo Junxiao threw the golden pen in his hand onto the document, "Steward Chen, I'm fine, am I not a man?" Or in your eyes, I'm delicate? ”

Steward Chen was stunned.

Before Steward Chen could speak, Bo Junxiao leaned back in the wheelchair and waved his hand: "I'm sorry Uncle Chen, I'm a little irritable, but thank you for your concern." ”

Steward Chen was distressed or distressed at this time, but he didn't say anything in the end, and silently withdrew from the study.

He knew that under the suppression of that poisonous woman, the young master's development was too difficult, and the young master must be exhausted by business again!

After Steward Chen exited the study, Bo Junxiao's eyes fell on a few pots of rhododendrons.

A few blooming flowers are bright and beautiful, just like the girls in the flower season, quietly blooming with the unique beauty of their lives.

Bo Junxiao slowly stretched out his hand, and his slender fingers with distinct bones were falling on the flower plant, and his cold fingertips touched the tender petals.

With a slight effort, he can break off this branch that has just bloomed.

Fold it off...... But it was a cruel devastation.

Bo Junxiao slowly lowered his eyelids, looked at his legs, and his eyes were churning with indescribable dark and cold emotions.