Madam! Song Weilan almost didn't slow down in one breath.

Madam, there is only one kind of woman in country Y who will be called this way.

Married daughter of the royal family.

A woman from a wealthy family is generally only called a wife.

The living room is large and elegant, and the decoration of the most exclusive five-star hotel in country Y has also become eclipsed here.

She eats alone, with a dozen servants taking turns serving.

The young man on the computer screen pulled out a chair and stood aside with his hands in his hands.

"Madam, I am the housekeeper Lin Shuo, ready to be sent at any time." The man introduced himself with a stiff face.

Song Weilan's mind was filled with the voice of another painting style.

[Ahhh 】

Mind Reading! This is one of the Song family's secret techniques.

It was lost fifty years ago.

Illusion?

[Miserable, I don't know what brand of red wine my wife likes, and I like to cellar for a few years, do you want to ask? ] I asked Mrs. if she would think that I was useless as a housekeeper, and I didn't understand the master's taste in advance, ah, I was really ashamed of my idol Sebastian, and I blamed the lord, who was abstinent for hundreds of years and suddenly brought a woman back, and told me directly that this is Mrs., Yali Mountain is big. 】

Lin Shuo's inner drama has been performed more than a dozen times, and the strong thing is that the expression on his face has not changed from beginning to end, and the stereotypical and rigorous housekeeper on the surface turned out to be a sullen otaku obsessed with two-dimensional culture.

"Well, I don't drink." Song Weilan was afraid that he would be fine, so he couldn't help but answer out loud.

[How did Madame know that I wanted to prescribe her wine?] Did I speak? It's over, did I say I missed my mouth? 】

Lin Shuo's heart kept coming to mind, and now Song Weilan was sure that the lost secret technique had awakened in her.

She can't help but speed up her heart, and she is reborn with a plug-in?

If she had such an ability to perceive people's hearts in her previous life, she would not have been stupidly planted in the hands of that hypocritical and shameless mother and daughter.

I have to praise the acting skills and forbearance of a wave of White Lotus.

Song Qingwan has been very close to her since she was a child, and the image of a good sister is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, Sister Weilan will be spoiled by her, will tell her about the little woman's heart, and will help her tease Qin Linxiu together.

Now it seems that the sisterhood she regarded as deep back then was just a play on the spot.

Qin Linxiu is her childhood sweetheart, she said more than once when she was a child that she wanted to marry her, but as she grew older, she became the ruler of the Song family, and she knew that they were no longer possible.

The mission of the head of the Song family is to keep the Song family at all costs, and her marriage is just a bargaining chip to stabilize the family's status.

Gaining power means losing happiness.

I really can't figure out this kind of power, there are still people in their Song family who want to get it.

It really fulfilled the sentence: those in the besieged city want to go out, and those outside the besieged city want to come in.

Originally, before she died, she felt that the person she was most sorry for was Qin Linxiu, until the last second of her last breath, she saw the figure holding the umbrella in the rain.

Oh, what a childhood sweetheart.

"Steward Lin, where is this?" Song Weilan sat down at the dining table, she was indeed a little hungry, she didn't know how long she hadn't eaten, and suddenly went back to three years ago, when she still had a vague concept of time.

"The private castle of Lanling Island." Lin Shuo stepped aside on his own while she was eating, heard her question, and hurriedly took a few steps forward to answer.

[Thank God, the lord brought back either the demon girl of the dark department, or she ate a little too much, but the lord can afford to raise it, and if he can eat it, he can't eat the lord after all. 】

Hearing Lin Shuo's strange voice of the two painting styles of Lin Shuo and his appearance again, the corners of Song Weilan's mouth twitched slightly.