Seriously, Jiang Cha Cha regretted it a bit.

The cold shower she had rushed over before, she was now sneezing loudly, as if it was worse than the previous cold.

However, when she sees Bian Jichen now, she seems to have seen RMB, and she can't wait to get a little more.

In just a dozen steps, Jiang Chacha has shown his acting skills since graduation.

She limped, and finally walked in front of Bian Jichen, and her nose began to itch again.

Before she sneezed, Bian Jichen took a few steps back insightfully and opened a safe distance from her.

"Ah sneeze-" Jiang Cha Cha had just finished sneezing, and opened her eyes to look at him with pretending to be weak and pitiful.

Who knew that Bian Jichen was watching from the wall, and soon, he didn't know where to take out a mask and put it on with special care, as if she was carrying some terrible virus.

Ginger Tea Tea:?

As for it!!

I only heard him ask in a low voice: "What do the security guards do for food, how did they let a beggar in." ”

…… It's good to have been insulted.

Sooner or later, her heart would have to be wounded in this world.

Jiang Chacha suddenly went the opposite way, she glanced at Bian Jichen, and walked away.

Then for most of the next day, Bian Jichen did not see Jiang Chacha.

This made him a little unaccustomed to her dead face.

He deliberately looked at the place where the maids were gathered today, and he didn't see Jiang Chacha.

That night, after sending Jiang Chacha home, he returned to the house, obviously weak and uncomfortable, but he lay on the bed, closed his eyes for a long time, and couldn't sleep.

It was like his head was filled with water.

So, he turned over the monitoring of the small western-style building and looked back and forth several times.

She froze outside for 20 minutes and 35 seconds.

If it weren't for the heavy rain at the time, he thought, he wouldn't have had any compassion.

He took one last look, closed the notebook, and the man collapsed on the bed.

He stared at the ceiling.

He doesn't really like to owe favors to others.

On this day in the living room, he paid attention to it for a long time, but he didn't see Jiang Chacha, his brows were locked, and he was a little irritable.

The name of this maid...... What is it called?

Bian Jichen thought for a moment.

It seems like... It's called Xiao Tu.

Last time, he asked someone to retrieve her information.

In the whole family, he was only familiar with Aunt Zhang and the old housekeeper, as well as a few old servants who had accompanied him for many years.

As for the rest, he couldn't name them.

He went out of his way to check her profile.

Rural hukou, hometown is a small fishing village in J City, which is so remote that it can no longer be remote.

It seems that because it is too old and has undergone several demolitions, the name of this small fishing village cannot be searched on the map search engine, and even on Baidu, there are only two or three records of the village's information.

It seems to have become a mark of history, and it will soon be erased.

He thought about it for a moment and walked out of the living room.

When he walked to the back garden, he saw Jiang Chacha rushing to work with others at this time.

On a hot day, the maid on the other side anxiously persuaded her: "Oh, you have a cold, the housekeeper asked you to rest at home for a day, you don't have a cold, you have a cold like this, why do you still help me work, you!" You're really going to kill me! ”

Jiang Chacha grabbed the watering pot in her arms at this time, her expression was attentive and serious, and she said urgently: "Good sister, let me help you!" I didn't work, my hands itched! I can't stand it unless I have to amputate my ......."

The point is, after she finished speaking, she sneezed several times.

She was going to die, so that the maids who had worked here a year before her were about to cry.

Bian Jichen had a headache, he stopped and asked calmly, "What are you doing?" ”

The maid on the side seemed to see a savior, she breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "Young master, Xiao Di, she is sick, and the housekeeper has allowed her to take paid leave, she is not..."

"You have to help me with the work......" she said at the end, she couldn't understand why this newcomer was doing this!

Some people are eager to touch the fish, why does she rush to help others work?

She didn't do her any good......

Bian Jichen's jaw moved slightly, "You go down first." ”

The maid said yes, glanced at Jiang Cha Cha timidly, and left.

On the grass full of small white flowers, only Jiang Chacha and Bian Jichen remained.

And just behind them, there is an exquisite glass garden. This aesthetic sunroom is illuminated by the sun, the plants inside are lush and green, and because they have been tended by professional gardeners, it looks like a colorful oil painting from a distance.

Nearby, the angel fountain rattled and glowed brightly in the sun.

Seeing that it was him, Jiang Chacha yawned boredly.

She doesn't know anything about ginger tea, she just holds grudges.

Bian Jichen's eyebrows were cold, and he said, "What are you doing here." ”

"Nothing." She replied without emotion.

Bian Jichen didn't know if he was the master or her for a while.

Jiang Chacha sighed, sat on the stone bench behind her in the blink of an eye, frowned, and her expression was as vicissitudes as an eighty old lady, so she almost smoked a cigarette in her hand, and she pondered: "Hey." ”

"My life is to be a cow and a horse."

Bian Jichen: ?

After Jiang Chacha finished speaking, she first glanced at his expression with one eye, and after seeing that there was no abnormality, she continued earnestly: "I don't have any merits in this life, I just know how to work." Who knew that I had worked so hard to come here, and I actually disliked the young master, there was no way, I had to work harder, even if I had a cold and was sick, I could only grit my teeth and do more hard and tiring work than others, for fear that the young master would see that I was lazy, so he would kick me out of here......"

After speaking, her expression was as if her life was imminent, and she let out a long sigh.

Bian Jichen: ......

Every word of her words was true, and he had to think carefully about whether he was a tyrant with no human feelings.

"Ah, how can I sit here and rest!" Jiang Chacha covered her mouth playfully and screamed. She stood up numbly, pretending to wipe on the stone bench, she pretended to be remorseful: "Damn, how can I sit on the stool of the young master's house!" How worthy am I! ”

Bian Jichen's eyes were faint.

Between the lines, she is yin and yang.

After Jiang Chacha wiped it a few times, he turned around and lowered his head weakly, not daring to look directly at him. She said, "Hey, how can I be qualified to stand by the young master's side and breathe?" I'm just going to pollute the air here. I'll get out now, and I'll no longer get in the way of the young master's eyes. ”

After saying that, Jiang Chacha limped forward a few steps.

Three.

She took another step, counting.

Two.

With his back to him, Jiang Cha Cha coughed weakly and couldn't take care of himself.

One.

"Stop." Bian Jichen had never had such a headache in his life, and he raised his hand and rubbed his eyebrows.