The Housemaid Wants to be in Higher Position

Chapter 53: Who trained who

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At the age of fourteen, Murong Rongzhi, the playboy prince, realized another way to play in life: training slaves, the kind of chubby, well-behaved, but secretly, always weird, let you Looking at it, she felt that she was a tyrannical slave who would not be obedient.

However, there are policies above and countermeasures below.

In view of the fact that her recent performance has always been restrained, Chen Xiangwan summed up her own lessons and finally came to an experience, the dude, in fact, needs to be trained and improved slowly.

For this reason, she began to calm down, and she had nothing to do to get in front of this irritable-looking master who would get angry when he moved, and would explode when he was young.

Set aside 120,000 points of mind to be with him.

"My lord, these flowers are obviously extremely beautiful things. You can't just read the book. You can see the facts clearly by looking at these flowers and the like. Why Grandma Fifth wants you to look more at the world of flowers and flowers outside is actually very reasonable. Because you don't know how to distinguish the world of flowers, you are easily confused by flowers."

Because she is a close girl, she has to be responsible for a lot of teaching matters.

The fifth grandma who was capable in the mansion could be compared to the wife in charge of the second room, and she confessed afterwards that she had to teach him everything to make the young master understand, understand, and so on.

And this stubborn young master often behaves like a stubborn donkey. For this reason, the poor girl had to spend 120,000 points of her mind trying to figure it out for him, and then figure it out.

For example, Grandma Fifth said, don’t let the random flowers dazzle your eyes, don’t let the messy grass wrap your feet, she can only think of growing flowers to increase the taste of elegance, so as to identify real flowers and fake flowers, and weeds wrapped around grass...

"Shi, isn't it just some flowers? How can men deal with flowers and plants? Only you women can like these things."

Chen Xiangwan gritted her teeth secretly. But his attitude remained the same, Gu Zi cleaned up the flowers and branches.

"My lord, you don't understand now. Growing flowers can nourish your sex and make money." When it comes to making money, Chen Xiangwan's eyes sparkle.

That chubby little face, with its undulating bite, makes people want to twitch when they look at it. Murong Xiude made a sullen face and ignored him.

Still disgusted, "Little girl, these things are not played by people like Grandpa, take them away, take them away."

"However, these things can be placed in the house for a very light fragrance. Also, in summer, the Lord and a pot of this kind of pitcher plant can also drive away mosquitoes. If you really don't want it, son, then I will carry it to give away Forget Mr. Li next door. Recently, he comes to admire the flowers every day, I think he is really a flower lover."

Give flowers to others.

When Murong Rongzhi thought about it, she felt that this was like a fly falling into a bowl. Seeing the little girl's chubby grunting appearance, she stomped her foot fiercely, "No, let me go to the room. Without my permission, this courtyard No one is allowed to send the flowers in it."

Seeing that he was subdued, Chen Xiangwan joyfully grabbed him, "Young Master, Young Master, you have allowed me to take care of these flowers."

Murong Rongzhi slapped her away, turned around, and left.

Seeing that haughty and pompous look, Chen Xiangwan laughed straight away.

"Actually, you are a thin-skinned person. You obviously agreed, so why bother to be so stubborn."

After cooking for a few wealthy students, Chen Xiangwan started a busy life of taking care of flowers and plants again.

Every day, when Murong Rongzhi returned from class, she would see a little girl buried in this pile of flowerpots.

For a while, it is loosening the soil, for a while, it is watering, or, it is cutting the leaves. Occasionally, he would also lose weight in the courtyard.

If it wasn't when she was fat, she would actually enjoy seeing the little chubby girl busy.

As she grows and plants flowers, his room will be replaced with a new pot of flowers every day.

Gradually, he also got used to the faint fragrance of flowers in the room. Every morning, I wake up in the fragrance of flowers.

When I opened my eyes, what I saw was a pot of hard-working flowers and some green plants.

As soon as he made any movement, the fat girl outside would run in with a basin in her hand, with a happy expression on her face.

"Master, you've woken up. I ran into Mr. Qiao early this morning when I was wandering outside. Mr. Qiao really deserves to be Mr. Yumian. How can he be so good-looking and have such a bearing. Most importantly, when I greeted Mr. Qiao, he still looked at me with a smile. God, if I tell Nuan Yue and the others, they will definitely envy me for a long time. "

"It's noisy."

Disliked, Chen Xiangwan just stuck out her tongue and smiled apologetically. After a while, he quietly glanced at a certain young master who was eating quietly, and muttered about something that he saw today, and he wanted to wait for a certain person.

Turning around, Murong Rongzhi whispered to Sanhuayu.

"You said why this woman is so troublesome. She can talk about a very small thing for a long time. A flower, a person, a plant of grass, she can still use her imagination to tell a different world."

Sanhuayu is now also used to having a girl like Chen Xiangwan who keeps chattering. Hearing the young master's complaining tone, he didn't feel much disgust, on the contrary, he was just curious. Then he also said a few good words.

"If it's possible, this stinky girl seems to talk a lot.

But with her by your side, you won't feel lonely. Young master, you are usually too nervous about your studies, and because of various things in the mansion, you are not going well.

It's actually quite nice to have this girl by my side. "

Murong Rongzhi stared again.

"Is that smelly girl your name?"

After the lesson, he even kicked Sanhuayu. This inexplicable kick made Sanhuayu feel wronged. Why do you feel that the young master's temper is getting worse and harder to serve. No wonder that girl always murmured about the bad temper of the young master in private. From his point of view, the young master really had a bad temper.

As the days passed day by day, Murong Rongzhi still habitually looked down on Chen Xiangwan.

And it's fun to pick her faults everywhere.

However, on this day, when the two of them got along, it was because Murong Rongzhi expressed that he looked down on girls and slaves.

Chen Xiangwan turned his face.

Her eyes were red, her eyebrows were red and her eyes were red and white.

"Master, let me talk in front of you. You dislike me for talking too much. I am silent in front of you, and you say that I am dumb and have no energy. If I do things, you dislike me for talking and doing." That's wrong. Co-author, what did I do wrong? Instead of obstructing the young master's eyes like this, I might as well go back to the mansion and continue to serve Aunt Mei, young master, take care of yourself."

The smelly girl said, turned around and left.

The wind blowing under his feet made Murong Rongzhi stare for a long time without reacting.

"What does she mean, Sanhuayu, what do you mean by her? I just joked that she is a girl, a slave, who can't make a lot of money, can't make a lot of money, and will be like this for a lifetime. I'm wrong. Am I wrong! I'm so mad, she can do whatever she likes, give her some face, and even push her nose on her face!"