Chapter 17: Can You Tell Your Identity?

As soon as Rong Chen sat beside Ji Huan, he felt a stern gaze that could not be ignored.

The woman, whose hair was neatly combed and smooth, and whose wrinkles were meticulous, looked at her with dissatisfaction and reprimand.

Rong Chen: ?

Who is this old lady?

I didn't hear that in addition to Mrs. Ji, there are other elders in the Ji family.

He has grown savagely in this life, and no one dares to restrain him with such a gaze.

Rong Chen's rebellious heart came out on the spot, and he glared back without hesitation.

What cat and dog dare to point fingers at Lao Tzu?

Woman:?

Her eyes widened for a moment, her face full of disbelief.

As if what a heinous thing this glance was.

Even the servant next to him showed a shocked expression, and the sky was just like that.

Rong Chen frowned.

What's so weird about the family this season?

Their eyebrows and eyes are not covered up, and it is difficult for Ji Huan, who is full of worries, to ignore.

Looking at the woman's increasingly ugly expression, she subconsciously straightened her back and adjusted her posture, which was already dignified and elegant enough.

"Rong Chen!" She lowered her voice: "That's my aunt, she hasn't married in her life." Nominally a housekeeper, but in fact an elder. Teach us manners and etiquette from an early age. ”

The Ji Huan sisters were all taught by Aunt Ji, and they were trained by Aunt Ji in every word and deed from childhood to adulthood.

Rong Chen's brows furrowed even tighter.

Ji Huan: "You have more respect for your aunt." ”

"What bullshit." Rong Chen was impatient: "When the whole country was liberated, your Ji family was left behind?" ”

A good and dignified daughter, it is understandable that she does not marry, but she can live a happy life and be a housekeeper at home?

He also taught etiquette and manners from an early age......

Rong Chen disdainful: "What kind of royal relatives are you really in your family?" In the feudal era, your family wrapped in the cerebellum? ”

"Rong Chen!" was ridiculed in front of him, Ji Huan's face couldn't help but sink slightly: "Don't talk nonsense!" ”

"I really shouldn't be talking nonsense."

Rong Chen nodded in agreement, taking a fuss: "According to this situation, it remains to be studied whether your parents have brains. ”

Forget it, he was still deliberately provocative, and leaned directly on the sofa under Aunt Ji's watchful eye.

The posture is hanging, the erlang legs are cocked, and the toes are on the coffee table.

Ji Huan: ......

When she was a child, walking, sitting and lying were all supervised by Aunt Ji, and her awe of Aunt Ji had been integrated into her blood and bones, and she didn't even dare to look at the terrifying and majestic gaze of the other party at this moment.

Hanging his head and borrowing the sofa to cover it, he desperately poked Rong Chen's waist: "You sit down!" Auntie has seen it! ”

"Leave her to death." Rong Chen: "Lao Tzu is willing." ”

Ji Huan received strict etiquette teaching, and he practiced thousands of times when he sat down on how good his skirt looked.

The hardships she suffered as a child were engraved into her bones, and now she has long been free from deliberate restraints, and her every move is elegant and noble.

Rong Chen is completely different from her.

He seems to have been born with no idea what inferiority complex is.

It is not uncommon for self-made people to become self-made, and many people are eager to get rid of their poor background when they enter the upper circle, and they are desperately trying to integrate into the upper class. Consciously restrain yourself with etiquette.

Rong Chen is extraordinarily free and easy, never shy away from his background, he laughs when he wants to laugh, he gets angry when he wants to be angry, how comfortable he is.

He was half-lying on the soft couch, and he didn't care about the messy folds of his skirt.

It's not ugly, but it's uninhibited.

Ji Huan suddenly didn't know what to say.

"Miss." Aunt Ji couldn't bear it.

Every step she took seemed to have been measured with a ruler, and even her back was straight.

The whole person is like an old-fashioned nun, and her eyes are even more strict.

Rong Chen ignored it, and even closed his eyes.

Ji Huan's heart trembled, and he reflexively adjusted his posture again.

So her hand, which was originally resting behind Rong Chen, quickly retracted, which was even more eye-catching.

Aunt Ji: ??!!!

What are they doing in broad daylight?!

A barbarian is a barbarian, not only bringing Ji Huan badly, but also being a guest at someone else's house in broad daylight is so shameless.

She glanced at Ji Huan who was holding Rong Chen's skin with disgust and disgust, and quickly took it back as if she saw something dirty.

Ji Huan: ......

Guilty.

Aunt Ji's tone was aggravated: "Miss! ”

Ji Huan hated that he couldn't kick Rong Chen, who was pretending to be asleep.

"Shout something." Rong Chen opened his eyes impatiently: "What about urging?" ”

Aunt Ji: ?

She looked at her with disappointed and angry eyes: "Have you forgotten what the eldest lady has learned?" The girls of our Ji family, even in the stinky gutter, should remain elegant and decent. The eldest lady ...... like this It's really a shame for the Ji family. ”

Rong Chen: ??

No, this old witch is scolding who is a stinky ditch in a different way?

He sat up abruptly, his eyes glazed.

Whoever makes him unhappy, he will let whoever is unhappy die.

Aunt Ji didn't notice the danger in his expression at all, and when she saw him sitting up straight, she thought that the reprimand had had an effect.

"The Ji family has been inherited for a hundred years, and it is a big family with a heritage, which is different from those low-level people who don't understand etiquette." She said seriously: "Miss, you are the daughter of the Ji family, and you should pay more attention to etiquette." If you don't learn etiquette, you can't stand. ”

She said sarcastically: "Don't look at some people's current scenery. Those barbarians who have no etiquette at all will have to roll back into his quagmire sooner or later. ”

Ji Huan: ......

Ji Huan: ............

She was so embarrassed that she picked her toes on the ground, and she couldn't wait to persuade Aunt Ji to stop talking.

Didn't you see Rong Chen's eyes that were about to eat people?

What's more, the rest of the Ji family doesn't understand, as a sworn enemy, doesn't she understand Rong Chen's strength?

After such a long-for-tat, she has long understood that Rong Chen's ability to get to this point is by no means luck.

His skills and abilities are outstanding, as long as he is there, not only will the Rong family not only not be able to decay, but will get better and better.

After all, Aunt Ji stays in Ji's house all year round and doesn't know anything about the mall at all.

However, now as Rong Chen, she is not qualified to speak at all.

I could only listen silently to Aunt Ji's smugness, saying these words that belittled Rong Chen on the surface, but actually exposed her shallowness.

Rong Chen was still a little angry, but he wanted to laugh when he heard these words.

"So, you know the most etiquette, huh?" He asked.

Aunt Ji raised her chin: "Of course." When I was young, I was the object of imitation by the entire Jincheng upper-class celebrities. ”

Who doesn't praise her elegant and noble demeanor and take pride in imitating and learning from her?

Rong Chen let out an "oh" and asked, "Then there is something I don't understand very well." ”

He asked, "In what capacity are you talking to me now?" Is it Aunt Ji, or is it the housekeeper of the Ji family? ”

Aunt Ji's expression changed slightly: "What do you mean?!" ”

"If you don't learn etiquette, you can't stand." Rong Chen grabbed an apple and played with it in his hand.

Hooked his lips and said: "If it is the identity of my aunt - this villa is currently under the name of my grandmother, and my aunt is here as a daughter, and she is only fifty years old and still in her mother's house, is it inappropriate?" ”

Aunt Ji's face became darker and darker.

"If it's a butlerβ€”"

Rong Chen gradually restrained his smile, pressed the apple on the table, and looked cold: "How can such an ignorant maid dare to point fingers at the master's family?" ”

"Aunt Ji." He scoffed, "Can you tell who you are?" ”