The owner is very nice, only in front of him does she feel like a normal person.

But the little boss, a good-looking neurotic.

She couldn't bear to tell her boss that his son seemed to be a little funny.

On the rush to let people rob him.

Rong Zhaozong seemed to have expected this answer.

This child has never had much concept of human sophistication.

She's smart, and smart people are a bit overly paranoid.

He is still young and needs to be guided, and geniuses and madmen are always in the same thought.

The man sat in a wheelchair, but his posture was as tall as a pine, and he never seemed to have slack: "Eleven, how long have you been in Rong's house?" ”

Hua Ling thought for a moment before replying, "It's been a year." ”

Eighteen years old to now, a year.

"It's been a year...... Rong Zhaozong seemed to sigh, and his voice was very soft: "If Xiao Jiu treats you badly, you can come back." ”

Xiao Jiu, Rong Jiu.

The junior of the Rong family, his nephew.

Hua Yu didn't know what kind of concept he was talking about, so she tried to be as sincere as possible, and said, "He is very good to me." ”

What is called talking nonsense with your eyes open, it should be like her.

In fact, she and Rong Jiu are not very familiar with each other, and they have not met a few times, and he has probably forgotten that he has such an employee.

But she thinks it's good, she has more time to do her own thing.

I just don't know, whether this counts as passive slacking.

But in the face of the boss, this cannot be said.

Otherwise, your wages will be deducted.

Rong Zhaozong's gaze fell on her black mask, and he turned the emerald green wrench in his hand, and his voice was gentle and magnetic: "That's good." ”

His teacup was already empty, Hua Ling followed his example just now, picked up the teapot and filled him with a glass of water, and cautiously flattered: "Boss, drink tea." ”

I hope the boss won't deduct her salary.

Rong Zhaozong took the teacup she handed over, his eyes fell on her clear eyes, and there was a faint smile in his eyes: "Go ahead." ”

The mission is done, and the chat is over.

The glass-like eyes of the flower curl bent and bloomed into the peach blossoms of March.

The boss is a good person, and there should be only such a good person in the entire Rong family.

She nodded, turned and walked out.

Although wearing a loose black sweatshirt, a slender figure can still be faintly seen.

Coming out of the boss's tea room, Hua Yu lowered the brim of his sweatshirt and planned to leave.

The old house of the Rong family is very large.

The villa is located halfway up the mountain, and you can see Half Moon Lake not far away.

Like a first quarter moon hanging in the sky.

A promenade.

Not far away, not close, there was an intermittent scolding: "What's the use of you? You can't do a little thing, eat rice at home, rice bucket! ”

Walking around a corner, Hua Ling's footsteps paused.

Not far ahead, a girl dressed in luxury and looking like a young lady was there to reprimand her subordinates.

"Do you know how much my silk nightdress costs? I can't afford to sell you! ”

That young lady is Rong Yingyao.

The owner's niece.

She knew everyone in the Rong family, but few people knew about her existence.

She is a secret guard, and she can only be in the shadows.

The reprimanded girl lowered her head, and her head was almost stuck in the ground: "I'm sorry Miss, the temperature of the iron was turned up a little, and I accidentally burned it, and I ......"

His voice trembled a little, and he was clearly frightened.