Giants hunting: The gold master holds the little cute wife alone

Mrs. Stella waved her hand.

"Forget it. The child inside will probably give up soon, and she can't get what she wants even if she entangles her in time. There are some things in this world that cannot be achieved by hard work."

The butler had a different opinion. He smiled and said, "But there are still miracles in this world."

Mrs. Stella showed a shallow smile on the corner of her mouth.

"You think that child will bring a miracle? I don't think your guess will come true."

"Ma'am, since I became a trainee housekeeper at the age of 19, I have met many people, no matter how humble or noble, I can make a basic judgment on a person from the words and deeds of a person. You know this is my professional habit, This time, like the young master, I think this Miss Su might bring you something different."

The expression on Mrs. Stella's face seemed even more disbelieving.

"If she doesn't pass the test I gave her today, it means that she really doesn't have any possibility of expectation. When the time comes, stop her and tell her not to come to me again."

As a proud and talented opera singer, Stella did not have any desire to take a second look at an actor like Su Wenqian who was full of craftsmanship.

Craftsmanship, this is Stella's evaluation of Su Wenqian.

Although it looks similar, it is a kind of imitation after all, like a well-set machine, every second of the movements and expressions are scripted, which is boring to watch.

Over the years, Stella has seen many such actors.

But the only one who could get close to her was Su Wenqian.

In order to clean up Arthur's mess, Wade, an unfilial son, asked her to teach this little girl who was bullied by Arthur a little bit.

But can she really give her an unexpected answer?

Stella lowered her eyes and took a sip of the warm and sweet black tea without any expectation.

eight pm.

The crew had already finished work, and the butler arranged delicious French dishes for them. Everyone at the table had a great time eating, only Xiao Ai looked bitter.

I promised to come back, man!

Xiao Ai waited for nine hours from noon to now, where did Su Wenqian go?

If she hadn't learned from the housekeeper that Su Wenqian hadn't left the castle, she would really have been unable to resist calling the police.

The butler saw that this place was almost full, so he asked his maid to replace it, and he took the meal to Mrs. Stella's room.

"Is it this late already?"

"Yes. Tonight is your favorite chef's secret stew."

Mrs. Stella took off her single-frame glasses and closed the book she had finished.

Just as she picked up the spoon, she let out a soft cry.

"Where's that kid?"

The butler was slightly taken aback.

"You said we were not allowed to enter that room at will."

Mrs. Stella put down the spoon with a helpless expression on her face.

"I forgot that child in that room."

The housekeeper did some calculations, and it seemed that Miss Su hadn't eaten today, which was quite a serious neglect!

"I'll go get her out."

The butler immediately sent someone to prepare the food.

Mrs. Stella didn't care about eating anymore. She originally planned to give her another two hours of testing, but she couldn't put it down when she read a book and forgot the time.

When they came to the door of that room, Mrs. Stella pushed the door open.

In the room, the temperature was higher than outside, the fireplace was burning all the time, and the slender child was still sitting in front of the fireplace.

"Okay, you can..." and left.