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Yu Shiwei paused as she wiped the table with her hands, and she remembered that the violin piece just now was "Chaconne" by Johann Sebastian Bach.

Qin Zhouyue, who is as gentle as water, played this solemn and magnificent piece so nearly perfectly... How should I put it, I don't know why, but she always feels a little weird.But exactly where the blame is, she doesn't know.

Where is the blame...

Yu Shiwei suddenly had a feeling in her heart, as if... as if she didn't play it herself.

☆, President, you take some medicine ([-])

The melodious sound of the violin passed through the thick wooden door and reached Yu Shiwei's ears. The doubts in her heart became more and more intense, and the eagerness to clear the clouds made her knock on the door in front of her.

Knock three times, with the strength changing from light to heavy, and the frequency from slow to rapid, which will neither frighten the people in the room nor cause people to hear clearly.This is the best way to knock on the door that Yu Shiwei has explored in the one month since he came to this world. If he wants to be a good maid, he must know at least some skills.

"Who?" The music stopped abruptly.

"President, I'm Yu Shiwei."

There was no movement inside for a while, Yu Shiwei stood at the door and did not act rashly for a while.

After a few seconds, "Come in."

Yu Shi took a breath slightly, and the short-lived sense of depression that had arisen inexplicably in his heart just now separated from his body instantly with his exhalation.

Pushing the door lightly and entering, Yu Shi was slightly taken aback.

In broad daylight, the curtains in the room were drawn tightly, not allowing the slightest chance of sunlight intruding. The whole room was as dark as an unpopular basement, exuding an inexplicable gloomy and weirdness.Therefore, Yu Shiwei didn't see where Qin Zhouyue was at first glance.

It wasn't until her eyes got used to the darkness that she found the figure.

The person was leaning against the wide rectangular wooden table, only half of her face could be seen indistinctly from her direction, the violin was resting on her left shoulder, and the whole body showed the seriousness and seriousness of the artist.

For a moment, Yu Shiwei felt that this was a stranger, "...President?"

"Is there something wrong? Go out."

The man's posture remained the same, but Yu Shiwei's cold and hard tone made Yu Shiwei's heart tremble: "I just made jasmine tea, President, please try it."

"Just let it go and don't let other people come and disturb me."

Yu Shiwei really felt that something was wrong with Qin Zhouyue today, but as a maid, she couldn't casually bump into the president, otherwise her personality would collapse.

"good."

Yu Shiwei took the tray and walked towards the door, but she had a strong feeling in her heart——Qin Zhouyue was looking at her.She resisted the urge to turn around and take a look, and squeezed the tray in her hand a little tighter.

"Little maid."

Yu Shiwei paused as he closed the door, and no one could be seen through the narrow gap, leaving a faint female voice, "Do you know what is the most beautiful place of mint flowers?"

Yu Shiwei doesn't understand and doesn't want to understand, she just wants to leave immediately, she wants to be quiet.

For some reason, she always felt that everything was a little weird today.

[Total, why do I have a bad feeling. ]

[now it's right. ]

[no fuck said. ]

The music inside started to sound again, it seemed more sad than the previous one, Yu Shiwei took a last look at the door, turned around and left neatly.

In the next few ten minutes, Yu Shiwei was thinking about the weirdness of the matter while preparing lunch in the kitchen, but she couldn't figure it out even if she tried to think about it, and she almost doubted her high IQ.

"Hmm... Xiao Weiwei..."

Yu Shi's wandering thoughts immediately returned to her body, and this sudden and annoying address aroused her goosebumps all over her body.

"Lehuan, why are you crying again?"

This is the first person Yu Shiwei met after coming to this world——Zhang Lehuan, who is also a maid, silly and sweet, not a bad person, but... loves to cry.Yu Shiwei wondered if her parents gave her this name to make her cry less.

"I, I was scolded by Butler He just now."

Yu Shiwei wiped his wet hands and closed the kitchen door before turning around and answering: "What's going on?"

"When Butler He called me just now, his face was ugly. I guess I was told by the CEO." Zhang Lehuan wiped away his tears and continued, "He asked me to clean up the piano room on the second floor and throw away the things that should be thrown away. I'll go in After that, a violin and a pair of high-heeled shoes about ten centimeters were thrown on the ground, I thought these were just randomly dropped by the CEO, so I put the shoes back in the shoe cabinet, and then put the violin on the table."

"There's nothing wrong with these?"

"But, but..."

Seeing that she was about to snot and cry again, Yu Shiwei reached out and patted her shoulder, "I can't hear what you said when you cry, and it's not good for your eyes. Don't cry, huh? "

Zhang Lehuan nodded, "But Uncle He scolded me, thinking I didn't throw away the violin and shoes. I heard... I heard that the president broke the violin in front of him, and threw the high heels out of the window on the second floor. , and almost hit Aunt Lu who was pruning flowers and plants."

Yu Shiwei already felt that everything was weird today, but after hearing what Zhang Lehuan said, this feeling became even worse.

What happened to Qin Zhouyue? Why did she suddenly drop the violin when she played the violin well before? Or in front of He Yuan who watched her grow up.In addition, she who doesn't like high heels usually wears high heels that are [-] centimeters in length! That's all, why did she throw them away in such a rough way after wearing them? It's like venting anger on some annoying person.

Moreover, according to her observation, Qin Zhouyue is a very gentle person, but her series of behaviors today are not gentle.

If it wasn't for Qin Zhouyue's face, Yu Shiwei would have suspected that she was just someone else wearing Qin Zhouyue's human skin mask.

The author has something to say: Just leave me alone and run away, it’s so fucking exciting♂

☆, CEO, take some medicine ([-])

After the incident of breaking the violin, Yu Shiwei paid more and more attention to Qin Zhouyue, but Qin Zhouyue was like a normal person, and she was extremely gentle when she spoke, not at all as irritable as that day.

The metamorphosis didn't show up, and Qin Zhouyue didn't make any progress here. Yu Shiwei felt a little anxious, and couldn't help wiping the table with force. A vicious cycle of vicious circle.

"Hey, hey, Xiao Yu!"

Yu Shiwei shuddered and immediately came back to his senses: "Huh? Uncle He, you call me."

"Why are you in a daze? I called you several times and there was no response."

Yu Shi raised the corners of his lips slightly, with a sorry smile on his face, looking a little bitter, "Uncle He, I was wrong, I thought of my parents just now."

He Yuan's face was stunned for a second, and then a painful expression appeared.Yu Shiwei bit her lip, it was broken, she said the wrong thing.

In the first few days after she came to this world, she asked for the information of relevant people from the system, and of course the important people around the president----the housekeeper's detailed information was indispensable.

He Yuan's parents died very early, leaving him to live a difficult life alone. He did a lot of miscellaneous jobs. At the most difficult time, he couldn't even have a full meal and begged along the street to survive.Entering Qin's house was a life-saving straw given to him by God, and he clung to it desperately. After 30 years, he finally secured his position as the housekeeper.

People who have survived suffering will cherish everything they have obtained with great difficulty, and at the same time, they will feel infinitely lonely because there is no one to share it with.He Yuan is not married, let alone children, so he feels even more lonely. Presumably when he dreams back at midnight, all he can think of is the vague faces of his parents.

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