051 I'm married
He raised his eyebrows: "Not convinced? β
"Convincing."
"If you're not convinced, you can say it straight." He said leisurely: "It is easy for people who give opinions to gain respect. β
"Of course I'm not convinced!" This is what he asked me to say directly: "You can blame the people who clean up the garbage, and you can also blame God for blowing this gust of wind for you, and I don't have the subjective will to kill the dog, why should you throw me in that kind of place!" β
He squinted at me, "So you don't know what to do." β
"I know it's wrong!" In this way, what else does it say that people who give opinions are easy to gain respect?
He smiled: "What's the point?" β
**Logic! He did it on purpose, and I couldn't help but be anxious: "That's because ......"
"Alright," he said, with a slam face, "to get down to business." β
"......" I haven't reacted yet.
He asked, "Who was here this afternoon?" β
"Your fiancΓ©e."
He frowned: "Are you crazy? β
"She said that the two of you dated on the premise of marriage, so isn't that translated as a fiancΓ©e?" Although I decided not to care about this, whoever wants to jump in this fire pit is really dissatisfied.
He leaned back in his chair, took the cigarette in his mouth, struck a match, squinted his eyes and lit it. When you smoke it, you look intoxicated, and you look like an addict.
I asked, "Can I ask a question?" β
"Mention."
"Is she really your fiancΓ©e?"
"I'm married, stupid pig." He glanced at me.
I actually felt a little relieved: "Then what she said is all fake?" β
"Really."
...... "I don't understand.
"I can divorce you before I can have an engagement feast, and then I can call her my fiancΓ©e." He looked over with a smile: "So cherish the present." β
I hurriedly asked, "So when are you going to get engaged?" β
His eyes lit up: "What? β
"I'm ......," I tried to squeeze out a happy expression: "I'm so excited." β
He tilted his head to look at me and sneered silently.
I was so uncomfortable with his laughter that I said, "If there's nothing else to do, I'll go wash the sheets." β
He frowned: "You're not cleaning the room?" β
"yes." I hurriedly said, "But the laundry room man insisted that I should wash the things I went to." β
He pursed his lips.
"That's unruly, isn't it?"
"Yes." He showed a big smirk: "My rule is that the house must be clean, you can't eat and live for nothing." How it is distributed is none of my business. β
"Oh."
"Stupid pig." He glared at me and pouted, "Go ahead." β
I went back to the laundry room, turned on the washing machine, and found that my ** order was missing!
The little maid was still on duty in the laundry room, so I hurriedly went over to ask him, but he shook his head: "I don't know." β
"When I put the ** slip in, you were sitting here. How could you not know? β
"I just don't know." He glared: "If you send the ** order, then take the handover ticket out!" If you can't take it out, you won't send it. β
"Obviously, you refused to give me a ticket, so you asked me to take the ** slip and wash it myself!"
"What about the evidence? If you don't have evidence, please don't talk nonsense, okay! β
The two of us were at a stalemate, so we had to call Uncle Lin. That young man's mouth is very slippery, I can't grab words, and I suffer a lot.
After listening to what he said, Uncle Lin turned his head and asked me, "Do you have a handover ticket?" β
"I'm because ......"
"I'm asking if you have a handover ticket." Uncle Lin interrupted me.
"Nope."
"Then pay for it." He said, "You go to finance and calculate the loss. β
Uncle Lin turned around and went out, I hurriedly followed to explain the matter, Uncle Lin listened to it this time, but said, "Then you still have to pay for it." β
"But it's him who made it difficult for me first."
"Why didn't you come to me when he was making things difficult for you?" He said: "Now that you have nothing to do and you don't have a handover ticket, what do you have to prove yourself?" β
"Can't I check the surveillance?"
"The monitoring must be personally authorized by Mr. Fan." Uncle Lin lowered his voice: "Those ** orders are not expensive, but Mr. likes them very much." Thinking about Tom, I advise you not to alarm Mr. yet, and learn better next time. β
Even if I wanted to find a complex tone monitor, I couldn't do it, because he left after saying those few words to me, and didn't come back until the evening.
I was so angry that I couldn't sleep, but I couldn't think of a good solution. I've searched all the places near the laundry room before bed, but I haven't found any of them. The house is so big that even if it doesn't move, I'll have to find it for at least four or five days on my own. But the person who steals the ** order will definitely keep moving, and I only have two or three hours of rest every day, so I definitely can't find it.
But since Fanyin likes it very much, he will definitely ask. Now ask him to turn up the surveillance, and if he does, maybe he will hit me twice at most. If the ** slip is broken or taken out of the villa, then he will definitely strangle me again.
So after thinking about it, I decided to give Fanyin a call. However, as soon as I dialed out, the phone in the room rang, it was Uncle Lin.
I hung up my phone and picked up Uncle Lin's phone. He said, "Miss Su, Mr. and Miss are back, come down quickly." β
Miss?
Stars?
I hurriedly put on my coat and ran down, and Ah Chang stood at the top of the stairs, led me to a door, and said, "Sir, let you in." β
This room is usually locked, and I haven't been in it.
I asked, "What do you want me to do?" β
"Miss's body is a little unwell." Ah Chang whispered, "Mr. wants you to go in and coax her." β
With the relationship between the stars and me, ordinary things will definitely not come to me. I'm the only woman in this villa, and it must be a woman's business.
It turns out that this room is a bedroom with stars, and it is also an ensuite, and the outside is a small living room, which is very warmly decorated, and one wall is inlaid with glass display cases, which are full of anime figures.
Uncle Lin was also outside, followed by the chef, holding a soup cup in his hand.
Uncle Lin gave me the soup and helped me open the door, which was full of plush toys, and the European-style princess ** was covered with a pale pink tent.
Fanyin folded her legs and leaned on the rabbit sofa in the corner of the room and laughed, **There was a small drum bag on it, obviously starry.
As soon as I entered the door, before I could speak, Fanyin immediately beckoned to me: "Go and explain to her what menstruation is." β
That's exactly what happened......
Fanyin went out with a smile, I put the soup on the table, came to the ** side lightly, and asked, "Miss Fan?" β
A loud roar came from the bed: "Get out!" β
"It's so fierce." I said, "Hurry up, Auntie will tell you what menstruation is." β
"I know! Get out! "Do the math, she should be here for the first time, probably because she's too shy.
I asked, "Do you know how to use a tampon?" β
She was silent.
"Get up." I stretched out a finger and poked her gently: "This is a good thing, it means that you have grown up and there is nothing to be ashamed of." β
She lifted the quilt with a bang, sat up with a dark face, and gouged at me with her eyes.
"Is someone going to buy you a tampon?"
"Nope."
"Then I have, don't you dislike it?"
She was glaring at me.
I couldn't help but laugh out loud: "You wait for me to get it, okay?" β
She pursed her mouth.
I went back to the bedroom, and Fanyin was leaning against the **, holding my tampon in her hand, and kept pulling its plastic catheter. All other hygiene products were scattered around him, and it was clear that he had already turned them over.
I picked up those things in a bag and heard him say, "How old are you?" β
"Thirteen."
"Then why is my daughter nine years old?" He was a little distressed: "Did she eat something bad?" β
"People are different." I couldn't help but be stunned after I finished speaking: "Nine years old? β
He nodded.
"Isn't it eleven!" She looks almost 1.5 meters tall!
"Nine." Fanyin looked serious: "Her mother is white. β
"Who's that eleven-year-old?"
"My sister." Fanyin frowned: "How do you know?" β
"My husband told me."
He glanced at me, then struggled, "Nine is too early. β
"Then you can take her to check it out." At first glance, he doesn't even have common sense, and it belongs to the normal category at the age of nine.
He nodded, then sat up abruptly, "It's just you." β
"Huh?"
"My mom isn't available, so you can go." He ordered: "Take her to the doctor early tomorrow morning." β
That's a good feeling! I took the opportunity to say, "Then I have the conditions." β
He narrowed his eyes slightly: "Tell me to listen?" β
"I'll tell you later."
I took my things back to Fanxing's room and explained to her in detail how to use sanitary napkins and tampons. She didn't like it very much: "It's disgusting. Like diapers. β
"Then you use tampons." I also find this more comfortable: "But you have to change it often." β
"Don't." Her brow furrowed even tighter.
"And why?"
"This one needs to be plugged in." She bit her lip and blushed: "I'm going to get pregnant!" β
Belch......
"This thing doesn't have sperm." I said, "You have sperm to get pregnant." β
She looked at me with her little neck on her face, a look of distrust.
"Of course, I still recommend you use this." I said, "I'm afraid you can't remember to change it often." β
She didn't say a word, tilted her head.
I got her little Nene to put it on for her and asked her to go to the cloakroom to change it into. **There was a lot of blood on the list, and I thought of myself while changing it. When I first came, I was so scared that I thought I was terminally ill, and every night I dreamed that I had turned into a dried corpse because of the constant bleeding.
If there were a mother, there would definitely be no such fear.
After cleaning up, the stars also cowered and walked out. She must not be able to get used to it, and her walking posture is extremely awkward.
I watched her get under the covers and asked, "Have you eaten?" β
She shook her head, still pouting.
"I'll ask them to make the soup for you." I asked, "What else would you like to eat?" β
She was puzzled: "Can I drink soup?" β
"Yes, why not?"
"Drinking soup will melt my blood." She wrinkled and said, "The blood will flow faster!" β
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