It was already evening when I returned to the villa on Miyajiyu.

Ji Younai was immersed in the sullenness of writing the wrong year of birth on his ID card for a long time.

and returned to a sweet and innocent smile.

The people kept going back and forth, running upstairs and downstairs, constantly taking out shopping bags from the trunks of several luxury cars and sending them upstairs.

"The young master said, set aside a room for Miss Ji to make a wardrobe room."

Bai Feiran instructed the housekeeper on the side.

"Okay, Mr. Bai."

It didn't take long for Ji Younai to look at the shopping bags waiting to be sorted out in the spacious cloakroom, and he didn't want to trouble the subordinates of the Gong Siyu family, so he sorted it out by himself, and came to join in the lively Liuyun, and also learned from Ji Younai's appearance according to the gourd painting scoop to help.

"Liuyun, where are your parents?"

While hanging his clothes, he asked curiously.

"I don't know, I was raised by my master, he said I picked it up, my master is a fortune teller, that is, he said that I am a lonely star, and I am afraid of ghosts, he died a year ago, and the neighbors around me thought I was weird, and they said I was a monster, and they called the people of the Ninth Courtyard, and they locked me in......"

Liuyun's expression was a little wooden, and he said without pain.

"Then they're excessive! The kind that is as excessive as my aunt. ”

As if he was angry for Liuyun, Ji Younai "snapped" and tore off the label of his clothes with force.

"Everyone dislikes me, only you, Yuno, you praise me for my beautiful eyes."

Hearing this, Ji Younai flashed his long and thick eyelashes, suddenly approached Liuyun, blinked his seductive apricot eyes, and seriously looked at Liuyun's red pupils.

"It's beautiful!"

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At this end, Ji Younai and Liuyun were tidying up, in the study of Gong Siyu on the other side of the corridor.

Bai Feiran took a black document bag and handed it to Gong Siyu.

"Young master, the results of the investigation you want, the hospital file is incomplete, and I sent no less than 20 private detectives to find out the final results, which is very interesting."

Bai Feiran reported expressionlessly.

Gong Siyu sat in a high-end European-style leather swivel chair, holding a string of valuable Bodhi beads in his hand, slowly opened the file bag, and quickly looked at it at a glance.

The evil phoenix eyes swept through the dark light of shock.

The thin lips hooked up a meaningful smile, "Good guy, I didn't expect that the person we Yuno helped to escape turned out to be a noble son of a soldier who was left behind in the people!" It's quite big! ”

With a "snap", Gong Siyu threw a stack of survey results in his hand onto the table.

It reads:

[Yue Liuyun, 20 years old, the second generation of the army, the general Yue Chaoqun of the Yue family of the general, is his favorite youngest son, was abducted and disappeared when he was less than a year old, and there was no news, the Yue family once gave up searching, and Mrs. Yue was sick in bed all the year round because of the disappearance of her youngest son, and has not yet recovered ......]

The Yue family, Gong Siyu will not know.

There are all famous generals, all of whom have made outstanding contributions.

The sons of veteran General Yue Chaoqun are now all in major military regions, either serving as chief of staff, or young and promising have become major generals. The Yue family is a well-known and powerful high-ranking family in the emperor's capital, although it cannot be as famous as the palace family, but the palace family also has to give it three points of thin face.

Gong Siyu stared at the results of the investigation on the table, and suddenly thought of something, and his phoenix eyes flashed darkly, and he pouted with a cold light.

"Bai Feiran, I heard that my father handed over a big business of national defense weapons manufacturing to Gong Siyi to do?"

"Yes, young master."

"Hehe, so Gong Siyi will definitely trust the relationship to find a partner, take care of the internal relationship, and ask the Yue family for help?"

"Inevitably, young master."

The eyebrows that flew obliquely into the temples were raised disdainfully, and Gong Siyu sneered again and again, and his eyes were full of calculation.

"Go, make a call to General Yue and tell him that his youngest son, who has been sick with longing, is now at my house, and ask him to come and get it back quickly." After a pause, he continued.

"The youngest son who has been missing for more than ten years is lost and recovered, and the old man Yue is bound to be grateful, in this way, the Yue family owes me a big favor, and I am worried that there is no insidious way to repay the palace Siyi for finding someone to assassinate me, and this pie will be sent to the door by itself, if I rob him of this big business, let him lose face in front of my father, and he may be angry."

With a sneer, Gong Siyu's eyes flashed with a cold anger, which was very intimidating.

Ji Youno and Liuyun tidied up the cloakroom and wandered around the villa.

She was looking for Gong Siyu, but she was embarrassed to ask someone.

Because Ji Younai always felt that the eyes of the people of the Gong Siyu family looked at her a little unkindly, and they seemed to be very unwelcoming to her.

When she was stunned, not far away, Liuyun entered a room without permission, revealing half of her head and calling her.

"Yuno, come and see, this room is pink, and it's a little pretty."

"Liuyun, we can't just open the door and enter someone else's room."

Ji Youno hurriedly trotted over, wanting to pull Liuyun out, but he was also attracted by the pink princess room.

The room was spacious and tidy, and you could tell at first glance that someone had cleaned it carefully.

There is a faint scent of jasmine.

Four European-style bedposts are hung with pale pink light gauze princess tents, snow-white silk quilts painted with pink polka dots, and a crystal chandelier hangs on the ceiling in the center of the bedroom.

It's dreamy, it's really like a princess's room.

Ji Yuno saw that on the bedside table, there was a picture frame.

Thinking that the person in the picture frame should be the owner of this room, he gently picked it up and looked at it.

The person in the photo is sitting on a swing, smiling brightly and charmingly, with snow-white skin and deep facial features, like a mixed-race child, but delicate and beautiful like a character who came out of a comic, with long chestnut hair floating in the wind, really like a beautiful princess.

Ji Younai lives so big, I haven't seen such a good-looking person.

As a result, I listened to the Liuyun on the side.

"Xiao Nai, don't look at it, you're not as beautiful as you, you're whiter than her."

“……”

"What are you two doing?"

Suddenly, an elderly lady walked into the princess-style bedroom and scolded Ji Youno and Liuyun sharply.

I was so frightened that I looked back and saw that it was Grandma Yang of the Gong Siyu family.

Ji Younai overheard someone say that this Grandma Yang has been in the palace family all her life, and Gong Siyu was taken care of by her.

"I'm sorry...... We...... We ......"

Ji Younai was so frightened that he was a little incoherent, and hid behind Liuyun, because Grandma Yang's eyes were a little scary.

"This is Miss Wen's room! It's not just a casual person who can come in! You two get out! ”

"Okay, let's go, grandma, don't be angry." Ji Younai said good things.

Liuyun's face was not good, he rolled his eyes, and said: "Yes, don't be angry, I heard that it is easy to have myocardial infarction when you are old, but it is terrifying." ”

"You two! What an uneducated person! Grandma Yang glared angrily, especially pointing at Ji Younai, "I'll tell you again, you can't just enter Miss Wen's room, the young master knows, but he will be angry!" Don't think that the young master's whim is good to you, and he is the hostess of this house! If Miss Wen comes back, there will be no place for you to stay! ”

Listen to this.

Ji Yunai was really aggrieved.