Sky-high price runaway wife: CEO, please stop

Ye Qingcheng glanced at the European clock hanging on the wall, which showed the time was 9:00.

The sky outside was still clear and the sun was shining brightly. At this moment, the maid gently opened the door to prepare for cleaning.

Unexpectedly, Ye Qingcheng had woken up, and Ye Qingcheng slept until noon on weekdays.

"Miss, you can go wash up first, do you want to have breakfast here or go to the restaurant?"

"It's all right," Ye Qingcheng replied casually, "I'll go down and eat."

Because of the strict appearance from the outside, Ye Qingcheng didn't have a good plan to escape at all, so he simply caught up with sleep every day to recharge his batteries.

Ye Qingcheng sat on the bed, thinking about something, the maid kept turning around in front of her eyes.

Sweep the floors, wipe the tables, clean the leather sofas carefully with special utensils.

Replace the water and fresh bouquets for the bouquets in the vases. First, the villa has been in an uninhabited state since it was bought. Putting a few suitable flowers is easier to purify the air. Second, it is to make the room look more elegant.

There are often some vases in the corners of this villa.

Roughly nothing more than three or five kinds of flowers.

One is the delicate and charming rose, whose fragrance has the function of relaxing nerves and relieving physical and mental fatigue.

The second is the pure and flawless white orchid, whose floral fragrance can sterilize and purify the air.

The third is tender daisies, which are finely broken, pleasing to the eye, and have the effect of clearing the gallbladder and improving eyesight.

These words are well matched, and the amount of flowers is not much, which only serves as an embellishment.

Otherwise, the fragrance of flowers is too strong, and it is easy to make people feel dizzy, which is counterproductive.

Ye Qingcheng noticed that the maid wrinkled her nose slightly when changing the bouquet in the vase on the bedside table.

"Are you allergic to pollen?" Ye Qingcheng asked casually.

"It's nothing..." The maid touched her nose with her hand, "I'm slightly allergic to the scent of orchids."

"Is it serious?" Ye Qingcheng sat up and saw some red spots on her bare white arms.

"It's not serious," the maid quickly waved her hand, "These flowers are not much, but they're okay, and they'll disappear in five minutes."

Ye Qingcheng nodded, and said with concern, "If you feel uncomfortable, I'll find some ointment for you, and you can apply some."

The maid hurriedly waved her hands, expressing her refusal in Chinese with a strong English accent.

In the Dongfang family, there is a strict boundary between the servant and the master.

Originally, she shouldn't have talked too much with Ye Qingcheng, let alone dare to accept Ye Qingcheng's things.

These are Ma Zai's instructions, but Dongfang Shijin is actually afraid that she will play tricks.

After Ye Qingcheng finished washing, he opened the door of the bedroom. Sure enough, the four bodyguards guarding the door disappeared.

Ye Qingcheng raised his eyebrows, satisfied.

After happily eating breakfast, eight foreign bodyguards in uniform were guarding the door.

As long as you don't guard the door of her room.

Ye Qingcheng breathed a sigh of relief.

"Will you accompany me for a walk in this manor?" Ye Qingcheng finished her breakfast, the weather outside was good, and most importantly, she was in a good mood.

It's as if a person suddenly has a goal and a motivation.

"Ok."

The butler opened the door for her. Obviously, the fingerprint code of this villa belonged to two people, Dongfang Shijin, and the butler.

On weekdays, Dongfang Shijin didn't come here, and he didn't have any servants. He had to take care of the gardening and various affairs in this huge manor alone.

So the fingerprint lock naturally has his share.