After Shen Chunjiang left, but Manager Zhou was still there, Yang Lan was scrupulous at the end, she didn't dare to swear, she gave Shen Hun a hateful look, and then turned back to her room.
"Isn't it cool to play people between applause without saying a word?" Shen Yan sneered.
Shen Hun secretly answered "Yes" in his heart, but his expression was still supple, appearing to be non-aggressive.
It was this pitiful look that had deceived her father, and Shen Yan gritted her teeth bitterly.
"Shen Hou, you wait. One day, I will peel off your hypocritical skin and let everyone see what you are!"
Okay, you have the ability to reveal it.
Excitement was surging in the blood, but fear was revealed on his face, Shen Hou swung freely.
"Pretending to be disgusting! Disgusting!" Shen Yan finished roaring, turned and ran upstairs, her body burning with anger, but her back showed a bit of embarrassment.
Shen Hou looked up at the right time, his eyes staring blankly.
Zhou Qingfu has been secretly paying attention to the expression of this "third lady", and there is no trace of anger or anger on her face. It seems that she can't understand the cruel words of the second lady, or did not listen at all
Butler Zhou's eyelids twitched, and he couldn't help but think of the day he picked up Shen Hou home...
The alleys are deep and the alleys are dark. The girl in the white dress drags the old and outdated trolley box and walks out of it slowly. With long black hair and clear eyes, the sunlight hits her pale face, almost transparent.
She is very thin and looks like a bamboo pole from a distance, as if the wind will blow down.
The weak posture makes people pity inexplicably.
Zhou Qingfu was lost for a moment, and he finally understood why her husband would take her back to Shen's house against all opinions.
The stronger the man, the more he likes to be clinging.
It is like a big tree. It is already very strong and has a straight trunk. If there is not a dodder flower, wouldn't it simply lose its wild interest
Zhou Qingfu respectfully called the Third Miss.
The girl was a little cramped, but not panicked.
He opened the car door for her, and she bent down and sat in, immature, but not out of style and kind.
On the way, she didn't take the initiative to talk to him or ask questions. She was not flattering, but she didn't feel too arrogant.
It's not salty or light, just right.
Every move, click and stop.
Zhou Qingfu is not young anymore, and his memory is not very good, but the scene of that day seems to be deeply imprinted in his mind, so small that every detail can be clearly remembered.
This girl...
Either be really stupid, or just pretend to be stupid.
In the subconscious, he didn't want to believe in the second possibility, how deep scheming and treacherous emotions could he pretend to be so perfect
Wisdom, near demon.
The demon wants to eat people.
"Housekeeper Zhou? Is there something... on my face? Why are you staring at me?" The girl smiled delicately.
Zhou Qingfu suddenly bowed his head, "Sorry, Miss San."
"It's ok."
"Then I will go to work first."
Shen Hui nodded.
After Zhou Qingfu left, a servant stepped forward, "Miss San, then these things..."
Shen Hou glanced at the cheap daily necessities spread out on the coffee table, "threw it away."
She had used these things in her previous life, and she will not repeat the same mistakes in this life.
Yang Lan wanted to play a house fight, no problem, she stayed with her to the end.
In the afternoon, brand new daily necessities were placed in the room, from shampoo to moisturizer, all prepared for Shen Yan's specifications.
After dinner, Yang Lan held a cold face and handed her a cash check.
Shen Hou took it over—
Very good, one hundred thousand yuan.