Wearing books: relying on family wealth to start a decadent career

The servants lowered their heads and looked left and right at each other. When they heard a "dong" sound, they hurriedly stepped back without even daring to raise their heads.

Mrs. Zhao put the bowl down heavily, turned her head and looked at the shorter man, her words were full of dissatisfaction: "What does it look like! Get up!"

Mr. Zhao lowered his head and did not dare to speak. He pulled his clothes and stood up obediently.

Let Mrs. Zhao count him down.

"What did I tell you? Did I say that I would go out to Jiexi Pavilion for a short while, and you still had to let people follow me?" Mrs. Zhao suppressed her anger, and she had already controlled her temper very well because of his worry.

When I thought about the actions of the concierge when I came back, I became angry again: "How old is Uncle Zhao, and he still worries about you? Don't you just want to guard the door every day and have some leisure time? What's the matter with you dragging someone in? It gives me a headache just looking at it.”

The more she talked, the more angry she became. If it weren't for the fact that he felt uncomfortable eating spicy food, she would have poured the bowl into his mouth.

Mr. Zhao looked at her expression carefully and said tentatively: "I'm worried about you."

It was better not to say this. Mrs. Zhao was about to figure it out herself, but this sentence directly aroused her anger.

"Do you think I won't be able to survive once I leave you?"

"I'm not..." Mr. Zhao retorted weakly.

"How powerful can your Zhao family be? If something happens to me, I don't know who will protect whom!"

Mr. Zhao patted his head. On weekdays, when they were together, he only saw Mrs. Zhao doing embroidery and admiring flowers. He forgot that he was originally a martial artist.

How can he make up for it now?

He kneaded the rumpled corners of his clothes, and when he looked for her gaze, he happened to meet hers. He avoided it but couldn't bear to let it go.

I can only apologize: "I was wrong and I won't do it again."

Mrs. Zhao glared at him and ignored him, lowering her head to eat.

After eating, I felt a little relieved when I saw that he was still standing, but he still said in a cold voice: "Where is the new person who came in yesterday? Didn't you ask him to carry the flowers for me?"

When Mr. Zhao heard the question, he quickly responded and went out to call someone.

"It's been all night and you still haven't found it?"

In the Jie Xi Pavilion, Ming Huaying was a little surprised when she heard the search results when she put down the bowl and chopsticks and picked up the handkerchief.

She originally called Ji Huatao up, but when she came out, she saw two people in black lying on the table.

These two people rarely wear black clothes when they come here on weekdays. When you look up, you can see their headbands.

The patterns on the headband are black and red, which is a necessary attire for them when they are in office.

Although Ming Huaying was helpless, she also knew that this was their responsibility, and she had no reason to demand anything.

Walking to the table where Xu Suiran was lying on his stomach and sitting down, she bent over slightly and looked at his sleeping face.

His eyes were bright and green, and the tiredness on his face could not be concealed even if he fell asleep.

Ming Huaying thought about this person again when he was a child. If he knew at that time that he would become so tired when he grew up, would he still choose to leave his parents?

His right hand unconsciously touched the top of the other person's hair. The other person moved slightly, adjusted the angle and lay on his stomach, and slowly opened his closed eyes.

The point of entry is the arm stretched in front of the eyes.

The confusion in Xu Suiran's eyes gradually faded away. When he noticed something above his head, his eyes collided with the person opposite, and those eyes couldn't help but smile.

Still lying on the table like this, holding the hand on his head and taking it off, the fatigue of the night suddenly dissipated.

Ming Huaying asked him softly: "Are you hungry?"

Xu Suiran nodded, pinched her fingertips one by one, and said: "If I quit working, I will come to you and Aying will take care of my food."

Ming Huaying laughed, sat up straight, frowned slightly, and said worriedly: "I'm a little worried. People like Ran Ran who care about the safety of the people will not do it even if they say they don't want to do it? Are you trying to trick me?"

She looked worried, but the smile in her eyes couldn't deceive anyone.

Xu Suiran turned away, unwilling to hear the word "ranran".

When he was young, his mother often called him this way. As time went by, Ming Huaying heard it more often.

The first time he heard this title from Ming Huaying, he felt like his head was going to explode. Normally, only the elders would call him this. Now there was a little girl one year younger than him, and he couldn't help but blush.

Although he didn't want to listen, his fingers kept grabbing the other person's.

Anyway, she was the only one shouting now.

Xu Suiran endured the embarrassment in his heart and did not look at the person. He gently pinched her fingertips until the fingertips couldn't help but curl up.

Then he let go and held the whole palm of his hand, before standing up he said softly: "I won't lie to you."

There was a heavy breathing from Pei Zhen, who was across the table, and then he woke up leisurely.

After exhaling a breath, he stretched, making his body rattle.

When he saw someone in front of him, he immediately became excited. He stood up and walked over, wailing: "Sister, you don't know how tired I am after we have been busy all night. I'm hungry, do I have... food?"

His voice became softer and softer, and Pei Zhen's eyes were fixed on the hands held together on the table.

He turned his head suddenly to look at Xu Suiran. He wanted to reach out and push him away, but he didn't have the ability.

He could only grit his teeth fiercely alone, and when he looked at Ming Huaying, his expression changed again, with tears in his eyes: "Sister, I'm hungry."

Although Pei Zhen knew about the different relationship between the two, seeing it with his own eyes was one thing.

He was staring directly at Xu Suiran at the moment, biting the pickled cucumber loudly in his mouth, and despite his big movements, there was no reaction at all, and he just looked at him lightly.

Some people were unhappy. Ji Huatao was used to silence during meals at home, so how could he endure the deliberate noise?

She spotted her feet under the table and stepped on them.

Pei Zhen was so shocked that he trembled and glanced around the people on the table in confusion.

Ji Huatao kicked him again, and then he looked over.

"It's delicious when you're hungry. Are you so angry after being defrauded of money?"

Pei Zhen opened his mouth to refute, but when his eyes fell on the other person's hand, he suddenly lost his thoughts. He only felt a dull pain in his arm and simply fell silent.

Ji Huatao fiddled with the porridge in the bowl, took a sip and asked, "Didn't you find it?"

The movements of several people stopped and they all looked at Ji Huatao.

Ji Huatao was amused by their behavior and smiled sincerely for the first time today: "I could have guessed something must have happened when I saw you two here early in the morning."

She put down her spoon and sighed: "That's the only thing that's caused a lot of fuss these days. It's a big deal to get all of you involved."

At this time, Ji Huatao lost her usual laughter and was replaced by a loneliness that she had never felt before.

He then heard her continue: "I have said that no one can stop my sister from losing her temper. How can she change her temper after so many years?

"I don't know what's going on with the Sheng family. My parents will definitely not approve of this marriage again, but it's not for her."

Several people were silent, the porridge on the table gradually became cold, and no one touched it.

Ji Huatao smiled slightly, looked at Xu Suiran and said, "She left, with Sheng Shuwen."