Mr. He’s Daily Affections

The lady the servant calls is Jingyao's sister He Ziyi, right?

Su Zhixi also put down the jewelry box and followed Liu Minjun out. She knew that He Ziyi had autism and had been immersed in her own world since she was a child, almost never leaving the house. Mrs. He stayed in the old house just to take care of this daughter.

From the room at the end of the corridor came the dissatisfied screams of girls and the sound of objects being smashed. Liu Minjun became more and more anxious, quickened her pace and asked the maid beside her: What's going on? Weren't you fine just now?

The maid smiled bitterly: I don't know, the lady has been like this since she woke up...

As he spoke, the crying in the room gradually became quieter, and finally became completely quiet. Liu Minjun looked confused and glanced at the maid, who also looked confused.

Su Zhixi followed Liu Minjun into the room and saw a girl with delicate features sitting in the corner. Next to her were messy paints and drawing boards. It was obvious that she had just lost her temper and knocked them over, and her body was also stained. Various colors.

But that's not the point. The point is... He Ziyi has become docile at this moment and leans obediently into a woman's arms.

The woman held He Ziyi in her arms and comforted her softly. Although there was no expression on He Ziyi's face, the anger in his eyes gradually disappeared. I don't know what the woman said. He Ziyi nodded and held his hand. I wiped the paint on the skirt.

Su Zhixi vaguely felt that the woman's back looked familiar. At this moment, the maid suddenly called out in surprise: Miss Xia?

The woman turned around when she heard the voice. Who else could she be if she wasn't Xia Xinyu?

Liu Minjun had already recognized Xia Xinyu the moment she walked in. She smiled, but her tone was very cold: It's Xinyu, when did you come?

Auntie. Xia Xinyu smiled slightly, I just arrived. I heard the servant said that Ziyi was crying, so I came over to have a look. I didn't get your permission. I'm sorry.

It doesn't matter, you have come to visit her often in the past two years, and Ziyi has regarded you as one of her own. Liu Minjun said, turning to look at Su Zhixi, her smile immediately became more friendly, By the way, let me introduce you, This is Zhixi, Jingyao’s wife.”

Xia Xinyu's face turned pale, and she reluctantly smiled at Su Zhixi: Miss Su.

Hello, Miss Xia. Su Zhixi blinked, Since I am already Jingyao's wife, you might as well call me Mrs. He. It sounds nice to me.

Xia Xinyu's face turned even paler.

Liu Minjun chuckled: Xinyu, go sit in the living room first. I'll take a look at Ziyi and go down to talk to you later. By the way, Zhixi, you go down to entertain the guests first.

Liu Minjun was very clear about subject and object in terms of address and attitude. When Xia Xinyu heard this, her smile became more forced.

Su Zhixi made a gesture of invitation politely. Since Mrs. He was supporting her, she couldn't show her timidity.

What's more, Xia Xinyu had repeatedly provoked her with words before, and even committed suicide in the end. Su Zhixi hadn't settled the debt with her yet.

Xia Xinyu bit her lip and glanced at He Ziyi, but He Ziyi's attention was already attracted by the color of the skirt and he didn't even look at her.

She had no choice but to walk out of the room.

…

In the living room, Xia Xinyu sat on the sofa, took the hot drink from the servant, took a sip, and then looked at Su Zhixi with a smile: Mrs. He, how do you feel about stealing someone else's fiancé?