Qin Ruoshui hummed lightly: "Go down."
Butler Qin withdrew from the room full of doubts, what did Mr. Qin think of Zhuang Yan? He has been with his husband for so many years, but he has never seen him worry about someone's birthday present.
After the housekeeper left, Qin Ruoshui reopened the autobiography that was on his lap. After reading two pages, he found it boring. Realistic, not at all veiled.
Qin Ruoshui couldn't help thinking, if Zhuang Yan won the golden belt, would he also go astray? As his employer, his... sir, he has a great responsibility to supervise, and he doesn't want to mess with the relationship between men and women.
Speaking of the relationship between men and women, he thought of the conversation he heard backstage at the competition venue that day.
Human beings are inattentive and playful, and still want a birthday present? He thinks beautifully.
Qin Ruoshui dropped the book in his hand, stood up from the wheelchair, paced around the room twice, and his mood gradually stabilized. Compared with him, the human age is like a cub. As an elder, one can read everything As someone who has experienced Qianfan, he should be more magnanimous and tolerate this small mistake of human beings.
Of course, the premise of tolerance is that human beings can correct themselves in time.
Qin Ruoshui picked up her mobile phone, found an article on the Internet called "One couple for a lifetime, this is the best way to love", and forwarded it to her circle of friends. Humans should understand such an obvious hint.
As soon as this circle of friends was posted, his WeChat friend was stunned for a moment. How could Qin Ruoshui post such a circle of friends? Was Fanxin moved? who is it? !
They immediately went through Qin Ruoshui's latest updates from the beginning, only to find that with this article, he had posted a total of two circles of friends.
As one of Qin Ruoshui's many suitors, Cheng Lixue, with Qin Ruoshui's WeChat account, is already much better than most of the suitors.
He is a few years older than the youngest son of the Wen family, and he doesn't behave as frivolously and aggressively as he does. He thinks that Mr. Qin treats himself much better than most suitors. If Mr. Qin is really enlightened, it should be because of Own.
Maybe it's because I didn't appear in front of Mr. Qin during this period of time that Mr. Qin discovered his importance.
Besides, there don't seem to be any newcomers around Mr. Qin recently. With Qin Ruoshui's gaze, it is impossible to fall in love with the servants in the manor. As for the new butler named Zhuang Yan, I believe he will be the same as the previous bodyguards around Mr. Qin , was fired shortly after.
Most of Qin Ruoshui's circle of friends, like Cheng Lixue, refused to admit any possibility that Mr. Qin would fall in love with someone around him. If Mr. Qin really liked someone, it would definitely be him.
Although Mr. Qin is a bit older, about thirty-four or five-year-old this year, he is good-looking and looks less than thirty. If the person he likes is really himself, he will immediately send himself to the Qin family doorway.
But before sending it off, I still have to ask, once Mr. Qin is not at home.
After hesitating a few times, these people shyly used a joking tone to hide their eagerness, and asked Mr. Qin if he wanted to be a couple for a lifetime, if it was him.
However, the reality soon told them that Qin Ruoshui was not a person suitable for joking.
They asked one, and Qin Ruoshui blocked one. In just half an hour, his WeChat friends only had single digits left.
The only person who should understand the meaning of this article has never appeared. Qin Ruoshui clicked into the dialogue page with Zhuang Yan several times, and then backed out silently. Isn't what he hinted at obvious enough? Hasn't this human being reflected on his half-hearted and double-minded behavior
Zhuang Yan didn't have any intention of self-reflection, he just showed a puzzled expression when he read this article, and frowned slightly, wondering if Qin Ruoshui's account had been hacked
After reading this article word for word from beginning to end, I became more convinced of my guess.
This kind of text full of the taste of chicken soup is really not like what Mr. Qin can send out.
Although Zhuang Yan thinks that Qin Ruoshui's account is more likely to be hacked now, this question cannot be asked casually. Once Mr. Qin reposted this article on a whim or slipped his hand, he would directly ask if he was hacked. Hijacking doesn't seem to be a good idea.
Account hacking is usually done to cheat money. The reason why I haven’t cheated myself now is probably because Mr. Qin has too many WeChat friends. If a person like Mr. Qin borrows money from someone on WeChat, no one will refuse him. of.
The reason why it is difficult to borrow money is also somewhat related to the chicken soup literature circle of friends that was posted just now.
A complete logical chain was thus successfully born. Zhuang Yan praised his wit. After all, if someone like Mr. Qin is really hacked, it should have a great impact on him.
After some deliberation, Zhuang Yan left a sentence in the comment very cautiously: [Sir, have you been short of money recently?]
How could Mr. Qin be short of money? This comment is just a test. Usually, it takes four or five hours for Mr. Qin to reply to him after he makes a comment. He can delete it before Mr. Qin replies, and even if it is When he saw his own comment, he probably laughed it off.
But if the account is hacked, the person who hacked the account will definitely reply to himself immediately that he is short of money, and then come to borrow money from himself.
Zhuang Yan thought that his plan was perfect without any omissions, but what he didn't expect was that the article was sent by Qin Ruoshui with his true feelings, and it was specially intended for him to read.
So on the third floor, I saw Qin Ruoshui, who Zhuang Yan was commenting on, silent in a weird way. The sun fell on his long eyelashes, casting a small shadow.
"..."
He picked up the phone, squinted his eyes, and stared at the seven words followed by the question mark for a long time. After Zhuang Yan finished reading this article, he asked such a question
Is he mocking himself
Qin Ruoshui really wanted to know what Zhuang Yan was thinking. After reading this article, he would send such a comment to himself. He couldn't understand it. Could it be that he was afraid that he would not pay him a salary?
Human beings are really miraculous creatures, Zhuang Yan is even more miraculous.
Qin Ruoshui raised his head, and his eyes lingered for a while on the "One Hundred Ways to Get Out of Singleness" on the bedside table. Combined with what he had gained from this book during this period, he thought about it. Could it be that Zhuang Yan wanted to Want to show his wealth in front of his own face
In terms of this human brain circuit, it might not be possible.
Qin Ruoshui didn't even have the patience to leave Zhuang Yan alone for a while like before. After finding out a possibility, in order to quickly verify whether it was the correct answer, he moved his finger and replied Zhuang Yan with a word: [Missing]
Then he waited quietly to see what amazing words this human being could say next.
In order to wait for Mr. Qin's reply, Zhuang Yan delayed his training. Now he finally got his reply. Although there was only one word, the information revealed was enough. He nodded clearly, and dialed his forehead. His hair looks a bit like a big detective.
Sure enough, the account was hacked, how could Mr. Qin be short of money
Zhuang Yan put on his coat, put his phone in his pocket, and went out from the gym. He wanted to ask Butler Qin to tell him about the theft of Mr. Qin's WeChat ID. He hoped that Mr. Qin could find out as soon as possible and stop the loss in time.
As a result, he ran all over the first and second floors of the villa, but he didn't see Butler Qin. Later, he asked the cleaning aunt, and found out that Mr. Qin called Butler Qin just now.
Butler Qin didn't know what the gentleman asked him to come up this time, and he seemed to have just left here. He knocked on the door and walked in, standing not too far from Qin Ruoshui and asked, "What's the matter, sir?" ?"
Qin Ruoshui opened his eyelids, glanced at him, and then asked slowly, "When are the salaries of the employees in the manor paid?"
"It's sent on the 15th of every month, the first two days of this month." Qin Butler replied.
"Did Zhuang Yan post it too?"
Butler Qin was very surprised why Mr. Qin would ask such a question. Could it be that Mr. Qin was worried that he would owe Zhuang Yan's salary
He nodded and replied, "I sent it too."
The salary given by the Qin family has never been low, and Zhuang Yan personally appointed him as Qin's steward, so the salary will not be low. Qin Ruoshui originally wanted to know what Zhuang Yan was planning, but since he issued a vacancy, he has been Never replied to myself again.
Qin Ruoshui pondered for a moment, then asked, "What is he doing now?"
"In the gym."
"I've recently..." Qin Ruoshui's eyes showed a little hesitation. This kind of uncertain expression rarely appeared on the face of Mr. Zhuang Yan before, but since Zhuang Yan came, Qin Butler often appeared on his face. Seeing similar expressions, it's no surprise now.
However, what Qin Ruoshui said next exceeded his expectations, he said, "Have I been a little frugal recently?"
frugal? Sir, I am afraid that there is some misunderstanding about this word, right
A random piece of clothing on his body costs at least five figures, and buying raw materials for three meals a day is a big expense for many ordinary families, as well as the maintenance of this manor, etc., which one does he think It doesn't look frugal either.
"Of course not, why would you ask such a question, sir?"
Qin Ruoshui naturally couldn't tell Butler Qin that he was stimulated by Zhuang Yan, so he shook his head and said, "It's just a sudden feeling."
Butler Qin was still puzzled as to what made Mr. Qin feel this way, and he also wanted to see it.
Qin Ruoshui: "Okay, it's okay, you can go down and do your work."
Butler Qin walked out of the room, closed the door gently, and then went downstairs to deal with the work he hadn't finished just now. After he left, Qin Ruoshui hesitated for a while and left the room in a wheelchair, intending to see Zhuang Yan in the end. What kind of moths do you want to make.
Zhuang Yan was still looking for Butler Qin in the villa, and when he finally found him, he quickly chased after him and called out, "Butler Qin, wait a minute."
Butler Qin stopped, looked back at him and asked, "What's wrong?"
Standing in front of Butler Qin, Zhuang Yan was actually a little embarrassed to speak, he hesitated, "Has Mr.'s WeChat ID been stolen?"
Butler Qin: "..."
Qin Ruoshui stopped at the corner of the third floor and was about to go down: "..."
Qin Butler is getting old and not used to playing with these electronic products, and Mr. Qin has not posted much on Moments, so he hardly pays attention to this thing, and has no idea that during the past period of time, Qin Ruoshui How many interesting stories happened between him and Zhuang Yan, he asked Zhuang Yan: "Why do you ask such a question?"
"I just felt that the article in Mr. Moments just now didn't seem to be posted by Mr. himself."
Qin Ruoshui: "..."
Qin Ruoshui finally understood what was going on with Zhuang Yan, co-authored him and later asked him if he was short of money, to test if his account had been hacked, if time could turn back, he hoped to return to nothing when it happened.
Go to his life as a couple, go to the best form of his love!
Qin Butler faintly felt that this matter might have something to do with the question about frugality that Mr. just mentioned. He was eager to see what Qin Ruoshui's circle of friends had, but he still had to be a little more reserved in front of Zhuang Yan. He nodded solemnly: "I will mention it to my husband."
Zhuang Yan was relieved now, and could continue with the training in peace of mind. He said goodbye to Butler Qin, and went back to the fitness room.
As soon as Zhuang Yan left, Qin Butler immediately took out his mobile phone, looked around to make sure that no one was looking at him, quickly swiped open the lock screen, opened WeChat, found Qin Ruoshui, and quickly clicked into his The circle of friends, as a result, all he can see now is a blank space.
Zhuang Yan returned to the fitness room, took out his mobile phone and glanced at it, and found that the chicken soup Moments that Qin Ruoshui posted not long ago had been deleted, so he put down his mobile phone with confidence, Qin Butler was really efficient in his work.
Just now I forgot to remind Butler Qin to tell my husband that I must set a troublesome password next time.
Qin Butler guarded Qin Ruoshui's empty circle of friends and lamented repeatedly, hating himself for being so late and missing a potentially shocking gossip.
Qin Butler's current mood can only be described in four words, and he is very regretful.
It was past six o'clock in the evening when Zhuang Yan came out of the fitness room again. During the meal, Butler Qin sat across from him and looked at him with a thousand words hidden in his eyes, but he never spoke.
Zhuang Yan felt a little flustered when he saw it. He thought about it, coughed lightly, and asked, "Butler Qin, why are you looking at me like that?"
Butler Qin sighed softly. He still wanted to know what Qin Ruoshui's Moments post was about, but as a qualified butler, he shouldn't be too enthusiastic about his master's gossip. He should think about it. Find a way to get Zhuang Yan to take the initiative to tell the story.
He moved his lips, and asked Zhuang Yan, "What do you think, sir?"
The question is, in this situation, everyone is watching, can he still speak ill of Qin Ruoshui? Is this some new test
However, there is really nothing wrong with Mr. He is perfect in every aspect. Even if he cannot walk, it is only a small defect. His outstanding performance in other aspects can perfectly cover up this defect.
"Of course Mr. Qin is very nice." Zhuang Yan just followed a blogger who blows rainbow farts recently, and was a little influenced, and some words can be blurted out without thinking, "Mr. Qin has a broad mind, outstanding temperament, mature and steady, and his temperament A little indifferent, but also caring, knowledgeable and strong and decisive... "
As he was talking, Qin Ruoshui's figure suddenly flashed in his mind, so Zhuang Yan got more and more involved, and couldn't control himself at all: "...he is so beautiful in the world, a starlight in the long night, A ray of breeze in the valley is the heavy snowflying under the moonlight. He is the green mountains and the flowers and trees. He smiles, the ice and snow melt, the spring breeze rises suddenly, and the water ripples... "
Zhuang Yan had never felt so sincerely when he was studying composition in the high school entrance examination, and his literary talent may have been used in this place all his life.
Everyone who was eating at the table was also deeply impressed by Zhuang Yan's remarks.
Butler Qin's eyes on Zhuang Yan gradually became more complicated. Are you talking about Mr. Zhuang Yan? Does this mean a fairy
Zhuang Yan's filter for Mr. is a bit deep. Was he like this from the beginning, or did he become like this after spending time with Mr.? It is very dangerous to continue like this. Maybe one day he will be fired by Mr. Zhuang Yan.
But in order to be able to find out the next gossip, Qin Butler maintained a smile on the surface, and nodded in approval, thinking that what Zhuang Yan said was very reasonable.
Fortunately, bodyguards A, B, and C were not here. If they heard Zhuang Yan's words, they would definitely think that he had been bewitched by Qin Ruoshui to a terminal illness, and there was no cure for it.
"You can tell today—" Mr. Moments was not posted by him himself, which shows that you already know him a little bit.
Qin Butler hadn't finished speaking, when he looked up, he saw Qin Ruoshui standing at the end of the stairs, looking in their direction, a little creepy.
Qin Ruoshui's sudden arrival made Butler Qin hold back the question that was already in his throat.
Zhuang Yan raised his head and gave Butler Qin a strange look, but Butler Qin shook his head and said it was okay.
Zhuang Yan let out an ah, without any doubts. After complimenting Qin Ruoshui in depth, he felt even more empty. There was no way to make up for the gap in his heart, so he could only fill his stomach first.
Butler Qin watched his husband's eyes fall on the back of Zhuang Yan's head, without saying a word, and no one knew of his arrival except himself.
Due to the distance, Qin Butler couldn't see what kind of expression Qin Ruoshui had on his face now, but he somehow felt that the husband seemed to be in a good mood now.
Since when did the husband like such nasty compliments? How about finding time to study by yourself
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April 23rd will come soon, Zhuang Yan left Qin's house in the morning, took two portions of noodles to the hospital to have breakfast with Mr. Zhuang, talked with him for a while, and soon it was noon.
He invited a few friends out and got together. After dinner, a few of them went to ktv to sing.
Apart from Two Tigers and ABC Alphabet Song, there is no other song in this world that Zhuang Yan can sing without losing tune. He usually comes to KTV to eat fruit plates and snacks.
Contrary to Zhuang Yan, Wang Chengzong is a mic bully, as long as he gets the microphone, he won't stop singing until he gets tired.
Now he is standing in front with the microphone, accompanied by the deafening music, he sang: "Bitter sand, the feeling of blowing on the face..."
Zhuang Yan lay lazily on the sofa and yawned. He waited for Mr. Qin for a long time last night.
Inadvertently clicked into Qin Ruoshui's chat page at zero o'clock, and saw the words that the other party was typing appeared next to his name, and then there was no more. He waited until after one o'clock in the morning, and those words finally disappeared. But he still didn't see what Mr. Qin typed.
Zhuang Yan had to wonder if Mr. Qin's account had been hacked again.
"He said that in the wind and rain, this little pain is nothing, wipe away the tears and don't ask, why..."
Wang Chengzong had already sung the aura of a heavenly king at this time, colorful lights flashed across his face, his dark eyes sparkled, and he pointed at Baozi: "Friends here, please raise your hands!"
Baozi raised his hands high.
"My friends over there, why didn't I hear your voice?"
Zhou Fei howled.
"Friends in the middle, please dance your body to the music."
Zhuang Yan sitting in the middle: "..."
Why is it so difficult when it's his turn
"Friend in the middle, do you have any opinions, why don't you dance your body?"
Zhuang Yan picked up the microphone: "Why don't I go up and sing a chorus with you."
Wang Chengzong: "..."
The lessons of blood and tears in the past made Wang Chengzong choose to be silent at this time, he turned around, as if he hadn't said anything just now, and he hadn't heard anything.