"Miss Xia, do you have any other instructions?" After Aunt Wu settled Xia Yu, she did not leave immediately.
After all, this was the first woman that Mr. Yan brought back to spend the night. Even though Mr. Yan explained that she was his secretary, Aunt Wu found it very unusual.
One of the most powerful skills of a servant is good eyesight. Without the ability to observe words and emotions, it would be impossible to stay with the eccentric Young Master Yan for so long.
Xia Yu smiled tiredly and said: "Aunt Wu, just call me Xia Yu or Xiao Yu. I'm sorry to trouble you so late. I'm fine. You can go and rest."
"No trouble, I'm downstairs. If you need anything, just call me." Young Master Yan said just now. She had just finished the operation and now she looked tired. She really needed to rest.
Aunt Wu told Xia Yu a few words, closed the door and walked downstairs. When she reached the corner, she couldn't help but look back.
Although Mr. Yan has never brought a woman to spend the night at home, he has also brought a woman here.
Those girls now asked Aunt Wu what impression she had of them. Aunt Wu could answer immediately without thinking, she was beautiful and arrogant.
Yes, they are all arrogant and arrogant without exception. Of course, except in front of Shen Yan!
What should I say about this girl today? She is definitely beautiful, but she is different from others. She is indifferent and noble.
She is also very polite, even to a servant like Aunt Wu.
None of this is important, the key is that Master Yan seems to attach great importance to her.
Xia Yu leaned on the bed, running around for several hours, and the wound was a little painful.
After swallowing two painkillers, I realized that there was no water in the room, so I had to go downstairs with a tea cup to get some water.
When I came back, I heard a sound coming from the corridor.
Shen Yan seemed to be on the phone. The specific content was unknown, but it was definitely about work, and it was probably something rather disturbing, because his tone was extremely bad, even close to roaring.
Roar!
Shen Yan's back was turned to Xia Yu, and she couldn't see his face.
In Xia Yu's impression, he was bohemian, handsome, with a jade face that was as beautiful as snow, and a pair of seductive fox eyes that had attracted the hearts of many girls. The thousand-year-old fox demon was nothing more than that.
Can such a person get angry? Xia Yu was stunned.
His mind instantly began to outline his roaring appearance, but it took him a long time to outline it, but to no avail. People like Shen Yan had a nickname in Xia Yu's hometown, called Smiling Tiger, and it was hard for people to imagine being angry.
Xia Yu didn't like this kind of people. She always felt that she was being tricked and would be plotted by him accidentally.
Soon another man's face appeared in Xia Yu's mind. He was somewhat similar to Shen Yan. His cold and domineering kingly demeanor was intimidating.
Shen Yan, who lingers in the flowers without touching any leaves, is completely different from Shen Mo's indifferent and ascetic image.
As for why Xia Yu suddenly thought of comparing them, before Xia Yu could figure it out, Shen Yan in front of him suddenly turned around. Before he could put away the angry expression on his face, he was frightened by Xia Yu who stood up straight behind him. A huge jump.
What are you doing here in the middle of the night? Moreover, her hair was disheveled and her face was cold.
Shen Yan immediately frowned: "Are you still not asleep?"
"I'm planning to go." Xia Yu shook the cup in her hand.
He ignored him and walked sideways into the next room. With a bang, the door was slammed, and soon there was the sound of water coming from inside.
Xia Yu stood in the aisle for a while, feeling that this man's character was really inexplicable.
After taking a cold shower, Shen Yan finally relaxed a little.
He has rarely lost his temper in recent years, and has always warned himself to "bear it" in everything, but Zhang Hanyu's phone call just now really touched his bottom line.
Zhang Hanyu agreed to Tengfei's decision to rent the Shenglian Auditorium to hold events early on, and even signed a letter of intent.
But now he said that Mo Shao's plan was more economical and he kicked him out directly.
What does it mean to be more economical? It's obvious that he is praising Shen Mo and stepping down on him, Shen Yan.
Who in the entire Shen family doesn't know about him and Shen Motie? You, Zhang Hanyu, want to support Shen Mo, but you don't want to be so obvious.
With such obvious favoritism, Shen Yan just opened fire with Zhang Hanyu on the phone.
But after taking a cold shower, he calmed down quickly. It shouldn't be. The most perfect skill he has cultivated in the past twenty-eight years should be "bearing humiliation and bearing the burden". How could he fall out with others just because of such a small failure
The more Shen Yan thought about it, the more rash he felt, but the cell phone on the pool rang.
The two words "Fang Yuan" are displayed on the screen.
"Hey, Mr. Yan, I'm not disturbing you by calling you so late, right?" The female voice on the other end was low and gentle.
He had just lost his temper, so his tone was not very good: "You just finished your work, do you have anything to do with me?"
The person on the other end of the phone paused for a while, then asked in a tentative tone: "Master Yan, did you have a quarrel with someone?"
Shen Yan understood instantly, turned around and put his hands on the edge of the pool. His chest rose and fell twice before calming down a little.
"Who are you lobbying for?"
"No, no, it's just that I just heard the news about Sheng Lian's cooperation with Shanda, so I wanted to make a call and ask." The voice on the phone always showed Wei Nuo's caution. This is what Fangyuan has said to Shen Yan over the years. The usual way of speaking in front of someone.
Shen Yan didn't answer.
The other party sighed and continued: "Although we have signed a letter of intent, there is no formal contract. After all, Mr. Zhang is also the president of the branch. Your tone is a bit harsh."
He pinched the edge of the marble pool with his five fingers, and his fingertips gradually turned white and turned blue: "He went back on his word, why did I get heavier?"
"This..." Fangyuan couldn't answer for a moment.
"It's very late, I'm going to bed, don't call me about this kind of thing again!" Shen Yan grabbed the phone directly, raised his head, and saw a dark and cold eye in the mirror.
No one knows what the cynical Shen Yan looks like in the eyes of outsiders.
He grew up under the aura of Shen Mo. Everyone only knew that the Shen family had a genius.
As for him, the second young master, he was a second-generation ancestor who only relied on the Shen family's reputation and power to squander.
Impression is really scary sometimes. No matter how hard Shen Yan works for so many years, others still think he is not as good as Shen Mo.
It seems that sometimes it is difficult for people to change their image.
Shen Yan sighed. Even his mother told him more than once, don't fight, don't rob, don't make grandma angry, just be the second young master in the Shen family who doesn't steal the limelight, and take what's due. For that part, if you keep your peace and keep yourselves, everyone will be happy.
But as the second young master of the Shen family, he didn't want to live the life arranged by his elders. Even if no one is optimistic and no one supports him, he will never look back.
Since it is a dragon, it should soar into the sky.
He knew that he was fighting an isolated battle with a strong opponent and a wide battlefield, but there was no one behind him and no one was cheering for him.
He has always been fighting alone. Before, now, and in the future, he will always be alone.