She doesn't want to pretend anymore

President Cao occasionally glanced at her and felt that this woman looked extraordinary.

No wonder she was chosen by Mr. Zhu. Her concentration is enough to show that she has a good character.

As for the skill of gambling on stones, he also heard about it from Lao Chen.

Whether it was luck or real skill, being able to mine three pieces of jade in one go, and one of them was a top-quality one, was definitely impressive.

This is the little girl’s first time gambling on stones.

They believe in luck when dealing with antiques, and the same is true for gambling on stones.

Gambling on stones is more about luck. Even if the girl has no eyesight, she can still learn it later.

But a person's innate luck is something that no one can envy or plunder.

"Manshu girl, what's the point of watching two old men like us play chess? My grandson and granddaughter are downstairs, why don't you go play with them?"

Manshu subconsciously looked at Mr. Zhu.

It was the old man who asked her to play chess with him just now. Now he wants her to go down and socialize?

Not to mention that the Cao siblings don’t know her yet. Even if they do, they probably won’t be able to get along with her once they know her identity, right?

She had met the Cao siblings once in her previous life, and they were both quite arrogant.

He even disdains Yan Siyu, let alone this fool who only has the title of a real daughter?

Yes, in his previous life, under the support and deliberate suppression of Yan Siyu, Manshu was also famous.

However, it is not a good name.

"Go ahead." Mr. Zhu didn't care and nodded at her.

Although the girl is new to the industry, she will eventually have to deal with other young people.

He couldn't always protect her, so she had to hone her communication skills on her own.

Unless you can reach the top of this industry and make everyone look up to you.

At that time, you don't need to socialize deliberately, they will naturally cater to you.

Now, let Manshu see for himself the dangers of society.

Manshu seemed to have sensed Master Zhu's intention and smiled helplessly: "If I go out, there will be no one to pour tea or water for Master and President Cao."

"We can do it on our own. Why would a little girl like you need to accompany two old men like us?" Old Zhu waved his hand at Manshu.

Fine.

Manshu went downstairs and just saw Yan Zhan coming back from outside.

Miss Cao, who was noble and cold in front of others, stood up immediately when she saw Yan Zhan: "Mr. Yan."

The young master of the Cao family, who was also sitting on the sofa, stood up and greeted Yan Zhan.

Yan Zhan nodded slightly to the two of them as a greeting.

He was also holding a paper bag, which exuded an enticing fragrance.

Manshu sniffed: It was the smell of sugar-roasted chestnuts.

As soon as she reached the foot of the stairs, Yan Zhan had already spotted her and waved at her: "I brought you some sugar-roasted chestnuts."

Manshu's first reaction was to take a look at his round, trimmed nails and the dress he was wearing: "I'm not really fit to peel chestnuts today."

A little complaint.

She wants to eat but can't move. Isn't Uncle San buying things on purpose to tempt her?

Sugar-roasted chestnuts don’t taste good when they’re cold.

Yan Zhan was holding the bag, which was not only emitting fragrance but also emitting steam.

"I'll peel it for you." Yan Zhan's eyes were filled with smiles, like starlight shining on the earth.

The brother and sister were stunned.

Miss Cao looked at Manshu with her bright eyes, and her gaze turned into sharp blades as she sized her up critically.

"Mr. Yan, may I know who this lady is?"

Manshu's outfit today is in retro style. The modified cheongsam makes her look both girlish and naive, and dignified and ladylike.

Coupled with the makeup that Feng Qing specially created for her, she looked a year or two more mature.

In Miss Cao's eyes, this is no different from a competitor.