I seem to be a fake mistress

"Are you polite?" Bai Huoan smiled, but his voice was the same as before.

Instinctively, Wen Qi started to break out in a cold sweat, but his explanations were of no avail. What he said to beat him to death, and what he said to find Bai Huoan were all words from his own mouth.

He slowly closed his eyes, and walked up to Bai Huoan on his knees: "Master Bai... everything is a misunderstanding."

If Bai Huoan hadn't deliberately set the phonograph to scare him, would he have said these words?What is he?

Bai Huo Anju gave Wen Qi a condescending look, and said, "Go back, don't embarrass yourself here."

"Thank you, master." Came a voice that was neither humble nor overbearing.

Wen Qi knelt for a long time, but still couldn't adapt to getting up suddenly, he staggered a step, and walked forward with his waist supported.

Bai Huoan stared at Wen Qi's figure, and the housekeeper hurriedly followed Wen Qi and supported his arm: "Boss Hua, be careful."

"Thank you." Wen Qi pursed his lips and smiled.

Wen Qi didn't want to make himself look so embarrassed, and he didn't want to be crushed by Bai Huoan. He didn't want the butler to help him.

However, if the housekeeper hadn't been there, he really didn't know where to go. The Baifu is a canary cage, and he is a canary that has been abused. into soup.

Not even a whole body can be left behind.

The steward and Wen Qi were speechless all the way, and after turning several corners, the steward said: "Boss Hua, you must not blame the young master. The young master's original temperament is not like this. I promise you that he will not kill you."

Not killing you... turned out to be a guarantee.

Wen Qi smiled: "Okay, I see."

"Boss Hua, our young master actually likes you very much."

The owner's short-lived joy in the toys, it won't be long before more toys come in... He can tear it apart or sew it up as he wants.

Wen Qi: "So that's the case, I really can't see through the young master's mind."

"The young master never likes to show his feelings. Boss Hua needs to be more patient."

Wen Qi's residence was already in front of him, which was in great contrast to what the housekeeper said.

The windows were papered, the wind was blowing slowly in several places, the bed was cold and cracked, and the paint leather on the table had fallen off.

"Thank you housekeeper. I'm tired and want to rest... May I have a quilt to cover?"

The housekeeper obviously didn't expect that the residence that the young master asked him to take hadn't been repaired yet, so he hurriedly said, "I'll get it for you."

As soon as the words were finished, a group of people walked in in a mighty way, bringing a torn quilt.

Wen Qi was disheartened, closed his eyes and let out a breath: "It's really...thoughtful."

The torn quilt was put on the bed, and Wen Qi told everyone to leave before he patted the quilt, only to see a thick layer of ash flying up.

"Fat?"

"The system is being updated..."

How long has the system been updated and is still updating!

Wen Qi didn't have the strength to curse anymore, so he took out the handkerchief in his arms to cover his face, shrank his hands into his clothes, and fell asleep under the torn quilt.

The housekeeper returned to Bai Huoan's side, and said anxiously: "Master, how can you let Boss Hua live in that kind of place?"

Bai Huoan was playing with a snuff bottle, and looked up at the butler: "He is just a spy sent over there, what's wrong with that?"

Now all parties are thinking of stuffing people here, and he went to Liyuan to summon him to make Liyuan's wish come true, and let them know that the people who squeeze in have only one end, that is, life is worse than death.

Butler: "Master...but this time, you didn't let them whip or brand you."

"Boss Hua's reaction in the ancestral hall also speaks for itself. He is actually innocent."

Bai Huoan put down the snuff bottle: "Everyone wears a mask."

But now he kind of wants to see Hua Ji Fei.