A manor in M, California.

The butler was dressed in uniform, standing behind a noble lady in an orderly manner, looking at the noble lady's hand holding the tablet, her knuckles turned white, and the look on her face suddenly turned pale.

The butler bowed respectfully, put his right hand on his chest, and made a standard salute, "Madam, you don't have to be so anxious.

Domestic affairs, we have already started to arrange, even if we lose a Ji Zexiu now, there is nothing to worry about. ”

There was no emotion on the butler's face, and there was no emotion in his speech.

The noble lady's heart was much calmer, she raised her eyes lightly, stared at the housekeeper who had followed her for many years, and asked with some uncertainty, "Really?" ”

The butler bowed, "Of course, we are abroad, and they can't reach it, and ...... Therefore, the young master's side has not yet distinguished the superior, so we don't have to lose our minds so much. ”

But the noble lady still felt that nothing was right, and that it was not the same as the expected plans.

She will be extremely anxious and restless.

"There's nothing going on over there, right?"

Butler, "It's okay, although there have been some small frictions in the crew recently, but the young master told me that I don't have to care." ”

Lady, "Well, I always believe in him, the Xi family, to have his status today, I have planned it, I hope that the old man will not disappoint and take me back as soon as possible." ”

It's been too long, too long since she's been out of the country.

The butler snorted, "Madam, there is something, so the young master asked me to ask for your instructions." ”

"Say."

"Therefore, the young master asked you to ask you, have all the private transactions that caused Fu Yuran's death been wiped clean? The young master can't wait to compete with the late young master for a high position, it is very likely to have something to do with this, the current young master is still easy to speak, and there is no evidence in his hand;

However, what the young master is worried about is that if the young master notices something and is worried that he will jump off the wall in a hurry, when the time comes, let alone complete our plan to unify the Xi family, even he himself will be unable to protect himself. ”

Silence suddenly spread between the two, and the noble lady turned pale, "He has grown so big, doesn't he have a little bit of his own connections and style of doing things?"

Being pinched by someone like this is really promising. ”

The steward knows when he should speak, when he should shut up, he has nothing to say about the noblewoman's remarks, he is the son of the noblewoman, and the noblewoman can beat and scold and be angry, but as a servant, he is not qualified to do so.

After venting her emotions in her heart, the lady said, "You go and reply to him, it's very clean, as long as he wins Xi Nian, all plans are not just plans." ”

The butler understood, "Madame, there is one more thing. ”

"What?"

"Therefore, the young master asked, since Fu Yuran has died, then the person Xi Nian is looking for does not exist, so why are you holding on to that girl here? The girl with the same name as Fu Yuran? Because the girl is Bo Yan's wife, things are now going in a complicated direction.

Therefore, the young master asked you to be careful of everything around you, because as far as he knew, Bo Yan also had a certain source here, and he was worried about touching his bottom line. ”

The lady's hand holding the teacup suddenly tightened, and she raised her head suddenly, "What did you say?" ”

The butler dutifully explained the matter, and the noble lady got up from her chair and paced back and forth to see the tension in her heart, "You know about this? Why didn't you report it? ”

The housekeeper covered the darkness in his eyes, "Madame, I'm sorry, before, I was out to deal with other things, and I didn't care about these little things, so I missed the best time to know the truth, I thought that Madame knew before me." ”

The noble lady's face was very ugly, and her face was slightly distorted as if she had thought of something, "Give me to pay attention to this matter at any time, and also, Ji Zexiu, a fool, why did he provoke Bo Yan?" ”

The housekeeper looked puzzled, "Madam, this Bo Yan, do you need to pay attention to it?" ”

The noble lady looked a little dazed, and after being quiet for a while, she said lightly, "I can't talk about anything else, but the Bo family, you can't mess with it, the Bo family has a very good relationship with the Si family, have you forgotten that the eldest son of the Si family has been stationed in the country where we are staying for more than 20 years?" ”

The housekeeper realized, then all this made sense.

His face was a little ugly, "I'll let people take care of Ji Zexiu." ”

The noble lady nodded with a pale face, "Okay, go and do it as soon as possible, those who can't speak can keep secrets the most." ”

The butler's expression flickered, and he nodded firmly, "Yes, ma'am." ”

……

When Bo Yan came home, Bo's mother was still waiting for him, and when she saw her son with an extremely gloomy face, Bo's mother was stunned, she had not seen such a gloomy face for many years, and the moment she saw Bo's mother, Bo Yan collected all the anger on her body, and her face softened, "Mom, haven't slept yet?" ”

Bo's mother snorted and looked at him, "You don't look very good, there is soup left for you in the kitchen, go drink a little?" ”

"Well, okay, Mom, go get some rest."

Bo's mother looked at him worriedly, "Xiao Qi, are you ...... Forget it, you've always been a kid with your own ideas, why do I ask so much.

After drinking the soup, go to sleep with the deacon, he was still waiting for you here half an hour ago, the little one does not want to go to his own room to sleep, in your bedroom with the baby;

Before going to bed, I was worried that you would carry him back to the room in the middle of the night, but I can tell you, I promised the deacon, saying that I would persuade you to let him sleep with you, and you don't tear down the mother's table. ”

The remaining coldness on Bo Yan's face faded, a touch of soft color gradually crept up his cheeks, with tenderness in his eyes, he put his hand on Bo's mother's shoulder, urging Bo's mother to rest, "Well, I know, I won't, Mom, you go to rest quickly, I'll go to the kitchen by myself." ”

Bo's mother saw that his face was a little better, and nodded, "Okay, then go up and rest early after drinking the soup, it's not too early now." ”

"Okay."

When Bo Yan returned to the room, what he saw was that he was sleeping on his back, wearing diapers, his small vest had been turned over to his navel, and his two hands were clenched into fists, against his chin, sleeping sweetly.

He walked over, covered Zhizhi with the quilt, turned around and went to the bathroom, and dropped a soft and doting kiss on Zhizhi's forehead before going to bed.

A little confused, he opened his eyes that couldn't be opened at all, "Dad." ”

His voice was soft and cute, and he was soft in his heart, he rubbed his big hand on his little head, and his voice sounded in his ears dotingly, "Baby, Daddy is back, sleep, huh?" ”

Zhizhi rested his little head on his shoulder socket, and the two little fat hands were all stuffed into Bo Yan's neck and hugged Bo Yan, only then did he find a sense of security, and fell asleep softly, with a shallow smile on the corner of his lips, Bo Yan smiled, and he couldn't deny his son's sleeping position.