"Shut up for Lao Tzu." Rong Zhihan's voice sounded behind him.

Several of the servants were so frightened that they hurriedly silenced.

Ye Qingmeng was about to go upstairs, Rong Zhihan grabbed her hand, Ye Qingmeng frowned, and lowered his voice, "Rong Zhihan, what are you going to do?" ”

Rong Zhihan calmly took her to a few servants, and looked at them coldly, "Who gave you the courage to talk about the mistress of this villa?" ”

Several servants trembled and hurriedly explained: "Mr. Rong, we are just talking nonsense!" ”

"I'm not paying you a salary so you can chew your tongue on my territory." Rong Zhi's face was cold, "You guys get out of here now." ”

A few servants want to cry without tears, the work of the villa around the mountain is easy and the benefits are good, who knows that he will lose such a good job with a few words!

Several people hurriedly apologized to Ye Qingmeng.

"Miss Ye, I'm sorry, we didn't mean to say these things, please forgive us!"

"Please, Miss Ye, I still have sick children at home who need money urgently, I need this job, please don't let Mr. Rong fire me!"

"Miss Ye......"

Ye Qingmeng looked at them expressionlessly, "The person who wants to expel you is him, not me, it's useless for you to beg me." ”

Mr. Qiu Rong?

They don't have the guts.

Several servants kept apologizing to Ye Qingmeng, crying a handful of snot and tears, Ye Qingmeng was unmoved, withdrew his hand, and turned to go upstairs.

Rong Zhihan called Meng Tian and asked him to arrange for a new servant to come over.

Ye Qingmeng took her pajamas and went to the bathroom to change.

Rong Zhihan didn't see Ye Qingmeng after he arrived in the room, walked into the cloakroom, and saw Ye Qingmeng's suitcase left alone in the corner, and frowned.

Although the most painful time has passed because of the menstrual matter, Ye Qingmeng's whole person is still a little uncomfortable, she slept grogily, and seemed to hear someone enter the room in a daze, but she was too sleepy to pay attention to it.

By the time she woke up, it was already past three o'clock in the afternoon.

Ye Qingmeng originally wanted to change into clothes at home, but found that his suitcase was missing.

When she opened the wardrobe, she saw a whole row of women's clothes in the closet, all kinds of styles.

Rong Zhihan leaned against the door of the cloakroom and asked, "Do you like it?" ”

Ye Qingmeng closed the closet door and looked at him helplessly, "Where's my suitcase?" ”

Rong Zhihan walked over and pressed her shoulder, and said confidently: "I have already let people lose such a broken suitcase." ”

Ye Qingmeng held back his temper, "Where did you let people lose it?" ”

Rong Zhihan looked at Ye Qingmeng and said seriously: "Believe me, from now on, you no longer need those cheap clothes." ”

Ye Qingmeng looked at him calmly, and said with some anger: "Rong Zhihan, that's my suitcase, why did you throw it away without my permission?" ”

"I've already bought you a new suitcase, all kinds of styles, colors, whatever you want, don't be grateful to me, because you are Mrs. Rong."

Looking at Rong Zhihan's wealthy face, a nameless anger rose in Ye Qingmeng's heart, she pushed him away, and then quickly went downstairs.

As a result, she was just about to walk out of the hall when a person walked in, Ye Qingmeng didn't pay attention for a while, and the two of them bumped into each other.

Rong Sihui covered her forehead and looked at Ye Qingmeng angrily, "Are you a new servant?" How to walk so recklessly! You've bumped into Miss Ben. ”

Ye Qingmeng looked at the brightly dressed girl in front of her, but with a high-spirited face, and frowned, "I'm sorry, I have something urgent." ”

Rong Sihui looked at her, and saw that she was obviously a pajama from a stall, and covered her nose in disgust, "What is my brother doing!" Why look for such a shabby servant? ”