Quick Travel: Pathologically Loyal Dog Strategies

Chapter 938 His Little Sweetheart 39
This life is off to a good start.

At least Yan Shou responded to her words.

The moment she was reborn, she directly changed her major, and her identity as a healer really worked.

In addition, she still has the trump card of her grandfather.

Don't look at Yan Shou's appearance that he doesn't care much about anything, but for the housekeeper who took care of him since he was a child, he still values ​​it very much.

The housekeeper is her grandfather.

Sure enough, God is helping her.

She used the wrong method in her previous life.

As for that Miss Hua, the healing effect must not be very good, otherwise how could the opportunity fall to her?
At first I thought that Miss Hua was a difficult person, but today I saw that Yan Shou was so indifferent to her.

Jin Wenyao smiled and shook her head when she thought about it. If she was applied, the first step would be to let Yan Shu see her ability, and then let the other party realize the gap between her and Miss Hua.

Then fire Miss Hua.

At that time, Yan Shou will only have her as the healer by his side.

The more Jin Wenyao thinks about it, the better her mood will be. She is quite confident in her abilities.

The butler appeared in the study on the second floor, "Master, what do you think of today's healer?"

There was a book spread out on the man's knees, and when he heard this, his fingers that turned the page stopped, and he said casually: "Miss Hua is very good."

The housekeeper immediately understood, "Wen Yao is my granddaughter, I hope she can stay with me for two more days."

Yan Shou didn't raise his eyebrows, "Just follow the rules."

The housekeeper couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief, and asked again: "Does Miss Hua's residence need to be refurbished?"

The man's eyes flickered slightly, and he said meaningfully: "No need."

"Has the room on the second floor been tidied up?" He specially allocated a space on the opposite side of the bedroom. It's quite spacious, and it won't make people feel aggrieved to live in it.

"It's been prepared a long time ago, and the room has been decorated as a girl's favorite fantasy pink. Miss Hua will definitely like it very much!"

The young master's bedroom is mainly blue, gray and white. In the room opposite to it, even the door is macaroon-colored cyan, and the wind chimes hanging are very beautiful.

Open the door and enter, it is a whole girly style.

"Will she really like it?" Yan Shou thought of the woman's residence. In fact, there was very little pink, and most of them were low-saturated colors.

The housekeeper is not sure, he is not a girl, but for the sake of the young master's heart, he still said: "The young master's heart is more important."

The corners of Yan Shou's lips curled up, "You're right."

Seeing that he smiled, the butler left the study.

The young master clearly knew the progress of the room, and if he still asked him, it was clearly a sign of uneasiness.

I always feel that the house looks like a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl lives, and Miss Hua is already 27 or [-] years old.

It doesn't mean that Miss Hua is getting old.

Just feeling, maybe, a little dangling?
Shen Ronghua suffered from insomnia. Although the camera was removed, she always felt that the camera was everywhere.

Depressed, she got up and pulled out the ingredients from the refrigerator, and made a hot pot meal.

After watching TV for a long time, I couldn't bear it until I collapsed on the sofa and fell asleep.

When I woke up the next day, I saw the mess on the coffee table and the smell of hot pot on my body.

She lowered her head and sniffed twice, and she was disgusted again, and the saliva in her mouth secreted quickly again.

Fragrance is real fragrance.

She hurriedly got up and packed them up, and then took a quick shower.

My feet have recovered and I can finally wear high heels again.

Shen Ronghua passed by the garden and saw Jin Wenyao by accident. The other party saw that it was her and greeted her very generously, "Ms. Hua, good morning."

(Salted fish who lost confidence in writing)
(End of this chapter)