Chapter Twenty-Seven: I Won't Pretend
After school, Mi Xi'er hid behind Su Xuelan, for fear of being caught by the night cold, and the one who eats people and doesn't spit out bones is better to stay as far away as possible.
"Cher, do you see the shadow of the night?" Mi Xi'er asked quietly.
Su Xuelan shook her head: "No! Creek! ”
Mi Xi'er breathed a sigh of relief, whew, scared her to death. After leaving the school gate, I immediately got into the taxi, and finally put my mind at ease! Fortunately.
The taxi drove to Su Xuelan's place, and it was not the first time that Mi Xi'er had come to Su Xuelan's house, Su Xuelan rented a house by herself, and she rented a house by herself because she wanted to get out of the control of her family.
"Hey, it's more comfortable to live in a house like this." The villa was too big, she was really not used to it, she couldn't find the way at all, she was depressed for a long time, and she didn't know how to get used to the cold night.
"Anyway, it's not the first time you've been here, so take care of yourself!" Su Xuelan completely ignored Luo Jing'er and didn't seem to have any intention of entertaining her.
"Just pretend!"
"Pretend? --Xi'er, you're okay, you know I won't. It's not the first day you've known me. ”
Mi Xi'er pouted, expressing dissatisfaction, this woman at least pretended that she was a guest, really, annoying. Anyway, she hasn't been here for a long time. But also, if Su Xuelan could pretend, the two of them would not become good friends.
But Su Xuelan directly ignored Mi Xi'er's face, walked directly into the kitchen, and went to cook, she didn't want to talk so much with Mi Xi'er here, she didn't go to cook, and both of them would be hungry at night.
Mi Xi'er was lying on the sofa, with her right foot on her left foot, looking like I was an uncle. It's been a long time since I've been like this, and she has been serving others for a long time, and she hasn't been so chic and comfortable for a long time. It's so cool, I really hope I'll never see that stinky face of Ye Minghan again, it will be even better.
And the night here is cold, her face is as black as a pot of carbon, where did this damn woman go? If you don't come back so late, you scolded him during the day, and since you haven't come back at night, you're getting more and more bold.
The others lowered their heads and didn't dare to say a word, because they knew that they should not speak at this time, because they were hitting the muzzle of the gun.
"Ling, immediately send someone to find out the damn woman of Mi Xi'er for me, even if I turn City A over, I have to send someone to Young Master Ben, even if she is dead, the body will be carried over." The deep voice of the night cold said into the cold voice on the other end of the phone.
Ling wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, what happened to their helper? How could there be such a big anger, it seems that the woman has made their helper angry again, alas.
"Yes! I'll go right away. ”
After hearing Ling's answer, Ye Minghan hung up the phone. Sitting in the living room, you can see that the night is cold and your face is full of dark clouds, and you can't afford to provoke it.
The housekeeper walked over, although he was afraid, but the people below did not go, only he went, as a housekeeper, he still had to take care of the young master's food and accommodation, otherwise it would be a dereliction of duty, the salary here was three times that of the outside, he didn't want to lose: "Young master, dinner is ready." "Bump into the guts.
Ye Yinghan didn't answer, and he didn't look at the housekeeper.
The housekeeper took a deep breath and called softly: "Young master! ”
"Shut up! Get lost! ”
Forehead! The housekeeper didn't speak, he ran faster than a rabbit, and it would be a fool not to run. --