In the early morning of the next day, Ling Xiyao woke up an hour earlier than usual, in fact, she didn't sleep much last night, and the two of them were messing around for most of the night.

She always felt weird, but she couldn't figure out what was going on, she quietly stared at the sleeping face of the person next to her, he didn't sleep well, even if he was in a dream, the good-looking sword eyebrows were as tight as the day, it seemed that he really had troubles that were difficult to solve, could it be related to her? Thinking about it, she fell asleep vaguely again, and when she fell asleep, Ji Wenjin opened her eyes, and there seemed to be infinite sorrow in her dark eyes.

In the next few days, Ji Wenjin was extremely busy, busy working during the day, and working diligently at night, so that she couldn't get out of the room for several days, and even her son only saw one or two faces, and every time she met, she asked if she had a younger brother, so she couldn't wait to find a crack in the ground to get in, and then she simply broke the jar and broke it, and no one saw her.

When the Aurora arrived at the Big Dipper Planet again, Ling Xiyao held his old waist and took a breath fiercely, and the group returned to the three-room villa.

When he saw Ling Xiyao, a trace of guilt and guilt flashed in his eyes, Ling Xiyao's spiritual power was extraordinary, and he naturally captured it carefully, and he was puzzled in his heart.

Ji Wenjin was pressed in his heart, he didn't even drink a sip of tea, and hurriedly went out of the door after two sentences, Ji Song wanted to stop him but didn't have time, so he could only watch his back leave.

"Uncle Song, is there anything you want to say?" Ling Xiyao couldn't help but ask when he saw that he wanted to speak and stopped.

Ji Song coughed lightly in embarrassment, tried hard to adjust his mood, and replied: "No, Miss Ling and the little young master have been tired from the journey, they must be tired, I will take you to rest." It's not appropriate for him to speak up about this kind of thing.

Before she could say thank you, a proud female voice sounded at the stairs: "Miss Ling, we meet again."

Ling Xiyao followed the source of the sound and looked over, a beautiful woman in a light-colored long dress was holding the white railing with one hand, looking at them with a smile, and after attracting everyone's attention, she walked down the stairs calmly.

Ling Xiyao recognized her at first sight, Han Mingyue, the fourth lady of the Han family, but how could she be here, and still look like the master's family?

Ling Xiyao was puzzled, her face was not obvious, and she replied politely: "Miss Han Si, hello!"

Ji Yuntian also recognized the other party, and said hello, his little face tightened.

Ji Song's face was the most beautiful, and he changed several expressions in just a few seconds, as if he had knocked over the five-color palette.

Han Mingyue came to them, looked at the mother and son seriously, and asked Ling Xiyao with a smile, "I wonder if Miss Xie Liling liked it before?"

"I like it very much." Ling Xiyao's tone was still very polite.

"That's good, I was in a hurry last time, and I have time to thank you in person in the future, I'm really sorry, Mingyue is here to solemnly express my gratitude to you." Han Mingyue nodded slightly in apology.

Ling Xiyao didn't understand what kind of medicine she was selling in her gourd, but she didn't believe that the other party's purpose was to thank her, and still said politely: "Miss Han, you don't need to be like this, I have already accepted the thank you gift, let's clear it up, if it's okay, I'll take Xiaotian to rest first." She now has back pain and just wants to sleep well, and she is not in the mood to grind with this eldest lady.

"The room has been rearranged for the two of you, please." Han Mingyue took the opportunity to answer.

What the hell is rescheduling? At this point, no matter how dull Ling Xiyao was, she could hear a little greasy, combined with Ji Song's expression, what else did she not understand, and her face suddenly became difficult to see.

Ji Yuntian also heard Han Mingyue's voice, he looked at Ji Song suspiciously, and asked, "Grandpa Song, have the rules of our family changed?" When will it be the turn of outsiders to arrange a room for the host? ”

"This ......" Ji Song's face was embarrassed, this Miss Han came with the consent of the general and the general's wife, and he didn't dare to say anything about the master's affairs, but the Han family did not do this authentically, and he didn't want to help, so he was speechless for a while, and he didn't know how to answer.

The marriage between the Han family and the Ji family was in an uproar half a month ago, Han Mingyue didn't believe that the little guy didn't know anything, and mistakenly thought that he was deliberately finding fault, and the smile on his face couldn't stop at the moment, and he said with an unkind face: "It seems that Brother Jin hasn't told you about us yet."

"Your business?" The little one was even more confused.

"It's the Han family and ......"

Just as Han Mingyue was about to have a showdown, Ji Song interjected and interrupted her: "Miss Han, the little young master has a tired journey, why don't I send him to rest first, and talk about it later, what do you think?" Since the young master has never spoken about this matter, he doesn't want the young master to hear it from other people's mouths and affect the relationship between father and son.

When her speech was interrupted, Han Mingyue was naturally unhappy in her heart, but fortunately, she was still sensible, and she understood that Ji Song's special status was not suitable for offending, so she took advantage of the situation to save face, and turned to care about the whereabouts of Brother Qijin.

The mother and son, whose good mood was ruined, were about to go upstairs with a straight face, when suddenly, a male waiter in a tuxedo blocked their way, "I'm sorry, Miss Ling, your room is on the first floor." ”

When Ling Xiyao heard this, her already ugly face was even more ugly, don't think she didn't know, most of the first floor was where servants lived, Han Mingyue arranged it like this, it was clear that she wanted to humiliate her, she Ling Xiyao no longer had an identity background, and she didn't fall to the point of being a current person!

His mother was humiliated, Ji Yuntian's face turned green, her small waist straightened, and she scolded angrily: "Get out!" We are going up, who dares to stop us! As he spoke, he pulled Ling Xiyao upstairs.

The little young master was powerful, and the male waiter was beating a drum in his heart, but thinking that the housekeeper had instructed them to try their best to meet Miss Han's arrangement, he had no choice but to bear it.

The movement here naturally can't be concealed from Ji Song and Han Mingyue, it is about the little young master, Ji Song was the first to ask, and the object was the male waiter: "Xiao Chen, what's the matter?"

When the male waiter saw his boss, he was like grasping at a life-saving straw, and reported briefly: "Back to the manager, Miss Ling's guest room is arranged on the first floor, and according to the rules, guests on the first floor are not allowed to go upstairs."

Ji Yuntian listened, his anger rose and fell, his small chest rose and fell, if it wasn't for his mother pinching his palm and signaling him not to act rashly, he would have wanted to move roughly.

As soon as the male waiter's words fell, Ji Song immediately understood that something bad was wrong, and secretly scolded Xiao Chen, who didn't know how to change, thousands of times in his heart, Han Mingyue arranged it like this, and clearly wanted to embarrass Ling Xiyao, but Han Mingyue's attitude did not represent the attitude of the Ji family, at least not now, he was so mixed up that he made him advance or retreat.

However, Ji Song has been the manager for many years, and this little problem is not difficult for him, his face is solemn, and he scolded: "It's really a dog slave who doesn't have long eyes, and he can't memorize all the rules, and whether Miss Ling is a guest on the first floor or not, since the first day you worked here, I told you clearly that guests on the first floor are only allowed to go upstairs at will without the permission of the host, do you say yes or no?"

Ji Song had something to say, and the male waiter suddenly understood that he had done something stupid, his face was ashamed, and he bowed ninety degrees to Ling Xiyao and Ji Yuntian to apologize.