He entered a wealthy family by mistake

"What do you mean, he, he caught the person sent to deal with them?"

He Yiming started stumbling again, so nervous that he couldn't speak clearly.

He Shengying said nothing and slumped down on the sofa, her face pale.

"Damn it, wouldn't we be exposed then?"

He Yiming scratched his head and walked back and forth, as anxious as an ant on a hot pot.

"No, it must be to scare us and test whether the person was sent by us."

He Shengying immediately calmed down her emotions and hurriedly called Jincheng, but Jincheng was sleeping soundly holding Bai Nian and didn't answer his call at all.

"damn it!"

He Shengying smashed his cell phone angrily, and the hands he held together were trembling.

"What if, what if they know about uncle's death?"

He Yiming could no longer calm down and became confused.

He Shengying slapped him hard and raised his collar to warn him, "You have to grit your teeth and endure this. If you dare to spill the beans, I won't keep you even if you are my son."

After saying that, he pushed He Yiming hard on the sofa with a fierce look. He Yiming was so frightened that he didn't dare to say a word, and he was shaking.

He Shengying realized that she had overreacted when she saw her son like this, and she pinched her eyebrows in annoyance to force herself to calm down.

Suddenly he glanced at the housekeeper who was taking a lot of luggage downstairs, and asked him angrily, "You old guy, why are you carrying our stuff down here!"

The butler waved his hands to stop the servants behind him. He put his hands on his abdomen and looked at He Shengying proudly and said, "The young master said, please go live in the small villa next door. His relatives and friends will stay in the main house."

"What, isn't the small villa next door for the servants to live in? Do you want us to move in?"

He Yiming jumped up, pointed at the housekeeper and scolded him.

The housekeeper ignored He Yiming and told him, "If you have anything to do, you can ask the young master in person."

After saying that, he made a gesture of invitation upstairs, neither humble nor overbearing.

He Yiming was so angry that he stepped forward and raised his palm to hit the housekeeper, but a figure suddenly rushed over and pointed the sword at He Yiming's neck with a cold voice, "Hitting an old man is not the behavior that humans should do."

“It’s none of your business who the hell are you?”

Before the word ah was spoken, He Yiming stopped in horror, swallowing his saliva and fearing to back away, because 49's weapon was already aimed at his head.

He Yiming knew 49 that the people around He Zheng would kill for He Zheng without blinking an eye.

Haman turned around blankly and saw 49 with some confusion.

Didn't he walk behind me? He was far away. How could he come in so quickly?

"My feet are just faster."

Seeing Haman's doubts, 49 gave a simple explanation, then handed the suitcase in Haman's hand to the butler and said, "I am a friend of the young master. Please arrange two rooms."

"Okay okay."

When the housekeeper heard that it was Ye Miao's side, he immediately beamed. Then he looked at Haman inexplicably and asked, "You are so beautiful. Are you married to anyone?"

Haman was confused as to why he asked him the same question as a little girl.

He looked up at 49 and asked the 49 housekeeper what he meant by this.

49 instantly understood that the housekeeper had misunderstood Haman as a woman, and wanted to explain to Haman, but before he could speak, the housekeeper happily said, "It turns out she is Mr. 49's wife! I haven't seen you for several years and you are already married."

Haman immediately blushed and hurriedly waved his hands to explain to the housekeeper, "I am not his wife."

"So she's my girlfriend! That's not far from Madam."

I understand the butler's face, the misunderstanding is complete.

Haman's face turned redder and redder, the kind of red that would appear when someone blushes suddenly.

He looked up at 49 in panic, asking 49 to quickly explain.

But 49 kept staring at him without saying a word and scanning his eyes up and down.

If you look closely, you will see that he is indeed prettier than women, with long legs and a slim waist, and blond hair and golden eyes that have never been seen in H country. He turns heads 100% when walking on the street.

His face doesn't feel at all inappropriate for a man to be his wife, and his hair is always shaped like a married woman's, making it easy for people to think wrongly.

Is it possible that you like men?

49. Give people a certain orientation without authorization.

Why does he always look at me like this? Does he like my face?

Haman looked confused and raised his eyes to meet 49's eyes.

What a strange person.

Haman murmured in his mind, completely unaware of his own beauty.