He entered a wealthy family by mistake

Master Siga was suddenly hugged by the butler around the waist. He was startled. He turned around and saw little Bowen behind him. He quickly touched his head to comfort him, "Bowen, why are you crying? Are you hurt? Where have you been?"

Bowen looked up at the housekeeper and sniffed, and said to the housekeeper with tears in his eyes, "Don't let the housekeeper give birth to a baby, or the housekeeper will die."

"Little...baby?"

The housekeeper's face immediately turned red. How could he possibly give birth to a baby?

"Who told you?"

Bowen immediately wiped his tears and pointed at He Jiao at the door of the room.

He Jiao's mouth twitched again. Are you the one who betrayed your sister like this? I won't give you any candy in the future.

"Second miss?"

The housekeeper looked at He Jiao with a dumbfounded expression.

He Jiao patted his forehead and supported it. She just wanted to scare Bowen. Why did he become like this?

"Don't let me in yet."

Mr. He's voice was majestic and he squinted at He Jiao at the door of the room.

He Jiao didn't dare to be disobedient. He immediately ran into the room, hugged the butler's thigh and cried, "Oh, butler, my father is cruel to me."

"This……"

The housekeeper panicked and looked up at Mr. He who was holding him, then looked down at He Jiao, looking at them in a dilemma between the two.

He Jiao smiled triumphantly at his father and stuck out his tongue, as if if you dare to be mean to me again, I will make fun of your wife.

Mr. He frowned and said nothing. Fortunately, he just kissed the housekeeper, otherwise Bowen wouldn't have seen everything when he barged in like this.

"The second lady was just joking with Bowen, please don't punish her."

The housekeeper quickly interceded for He Jiao and looked up at Master He in panic.

Mr. He really knows how to beat He Jiao, and if he makes a mistake, he will be beaten.

It's just a slap in the face, not a slap in the face.

"He Jiao said that housekeeper you will have to cut open your stomach to take out the baby after you have it. Is this true?"

Bowen was still concerned about this matter, so he looked up and asked the housekeeper in tears.

Only then did the housekeeper know what He Jiao had said to Bowen, and patiently comforted Bowen, "Boys can't give birth to babies."

"But, but He Jiao said it."

Bowen looked at He Jiao with red eyes and said.

He Jiao, who was being whipped repeatedly, wanted to beat Bowen to death. There would be no end to it, right?

The housekeeper sighed and said to He Jiao, "Second Miss, how could you lie to Bowen? Bowen is still young, what should I do if I scare him?"

He Jiao immediately pouted, lowered his head and kicked the coffee table and retorted in a low voice, "But everyone says that kissing will give birth to a baby. Dad kisses the housekeeper every day, and there is more than just kissing. Isn't it normal for the housekeeper to give birth to a baby? If If you can’t give birth, it’s the father’s problem.”

He Jiao took the blame and directly blamed Mr. He for this matter, and he said it as if it was true.

If Mr. He didn't know his daughter's temperament, he was obviously trying to confuse the public and get away with it.

But the housekeeper doesn’t know! My face was so red that I could bleed.

How could it be that Mr. He couldn't do it? He was almost tortured to death several times.

The housekeeper secretly raised his head and glanced at Mr. He to see Mr. He's reaction.

Mr. He was not angry after being peeked at, and his eyes under the lenses were smiling.

The housekeeper was immediately fascinated and blushed unconsciously.

What...what am I doing? It's disrespectful to look at the master like this.

The housekeeper hurriedly lowered his head, and Master He laughed at him. Although he was happy, he was also frightened.

He didn't know what happened to Mr. He, but he suddenly hugged him and did that kind of thing with him.

Is it because the lady is gone and the master is lonely?

The housekeeper was puzzled and looked up at Mr. He with a red face.

He has been working with his father, who is also a housekeeper, since he was a child. He came to the He family for an internship during holidays. It can be said that he has known Mr. He since he was a child.

His father told him that his family has been serving the He family for generations, so since he was born, he was destined to serve the head of the He family after graduation.

He was about seven years old when he met Mr. He. He followed his father in a small housekeeper uniform and looked up at Mr. He nervously and apprehensively.

Mr. He was taller than him, and he could only reach Mr. He's shoulders when he stood up straight, so he had to look up to see Mr. He's face.

The butler's face turned red just at the first sight. The young Mr. He already had handsome features and an upright figure. His cold eyebrows and eyes without warmth all showed that this man was not easy to get along with. When he looked at him, he seemed to be looking down at him. A strong sense of oppression.

The housekeeper lowered his head in fear, not daring to look at Mr. He, and nervously grabbed his father's pants.

He only went to He's house during holidays, so he didn't have much contact with Mr. He. In addition, Mr. He learned how to take over the company at a very young age, so they didn't have much contact with each other.

In the steward's eighteenth year, he heard that Mr. He got married.

The housekeeper was sad, but he didn't know why he was sad.

After graduating from college, he officially joined the He family and was assigned to work next to Mr. He.

At that time, Mr. He and his wife were no longer here, leaving behind three daughters. The youngest daughter, He Jie, was born not long ago. It was said that she passed away due to dystocia.

Mr. He is very busy every day. In order not to increase the burden on Mr. He, he took He Jiao and the three sisters alone and took care of their daily life with all his heart.

He thought he would serve Master He as a butler for the rest of his life.

But I don’t know since when, Mr. He liked to hold him, stick to him, start to kiss him, and sleep with him at night.

His heart beat faster every time. He would blush when Mr. He kissed him. If he avoided Mr. He's kiss, Mr. He would bully him even more.

Slowly, he got used to Mr. He's kisses, thinking that maybe Mr. He didn't want to get into trouble with women outside, so he favored him.

After all, he is a man! He was just a butler, and he couldn't find a good reason other than this explanation.

"Butler, why are you looking at Dad in a daze? Is it because Dad is so handsome that you are stunned?" He Jiao climbed onto the sofa and covered his mouth at the housekeeper with a wicked smile.

"Second Miss, you always make fun of me."

The housekeeper immediately got off Mr. He's lap, sat aside with red ears, picked up Bowen and put him on his lap.

"Does that mean my dad isn't handsome?"

He Jiao asked back, looking up at her father's appearance carefully, but her father wearing glasses was obviously very mature and handsome, a proper novelist tyrant, with a strong aura.

"The housekeeper doesn't seem to like your style. How about going for plastic surgery?"

He Jiao told Mr. He seriously. He was still sitting on Mr. He's lap, but he picked him up and threw him aside. He turned to the housekeeper who was holding Bowen.

The housekeeper knew that Mr. He meant to let him sit on his lap, but He Jiao and Bowen were embarrassed to sit where he was, and looked away with blushing faces as if they could not see them.

Mr. He frowned, leaning on the sofa and looking coldly at Bowen who was sitting on the butler's lap.

Bowen was still discerning, so he immediately jumped off the butler's lap, ran towards He Jiao, climbed up on the sofa and hid behind He Jiao.

He Jiao was speechless, "Can you be a little promising?"

"But your dad's eyes are scary."

Bowen protested softly, holding on to He Jiao's clothes.

He Jiao sighed and glanced sideways at his father.

But Master He didn't look at her at all. He picked up the housekeeper and put him on his lap. He pointed his chin towards the door of the room and told He Jiao to take Bowen out immediately.

He Jiao was not happy, and she also wanted to stick to the housekeeper.

Suddenly He Jiao glanced at the butler's lap, picked up Bowen with a brute force, took Bowen and sat on the butler's lap, shaking his calves in a beautiful mood.

Bowen took a breath of cold air and secretly looked back at Master He. His eyes looking down at them were almost cannibalistic.

Bowen almost wanted to cry. He wanted to eat snacks and watch TV instead of staying here.

The butler who didn't want to be here at this time was the butler. He was caught in the middle and kept touching his mouth with the back of his hand. His face was red because Master He kept squeezing his waist.

Why did this serious father and daughter want to take me with them!