I seem to be a fake mistress

Bai Huo'an slowly withdrew from his body, and said: "I, Bai Huo'an, made this bit of charcoal from the ground. If it spreads, wouldn't it mean that I'm harsh on the people around me?"

Wen Qi:?

Is it not?

Does anyone imprint a person at a time like that?Would someone specially arrange a non-shit other courtyard for the people around them?

No.

Only the devil Bai Huoan.

Wen Qi lay on the bed panting heavily, Bai Huoan had already pulled up his trousers and was about to leave. Before leaving, he condescendingly knelt down and picked up a few pieces of charcoal, threw them into the stove and lit them.

Bai Huoan felt refreshed, but Wen Qi felt sticky all over.

He immediately called to his little servant in his head: "Fatty, exchange it for a bathtub and give me a bath."

Shou: "No way, host, the bathtub is too big, so it's easy to be discovered by others."

Wen Qi smiled: "Then what should I do?"

Shou: "Host, let's do what happened in the days when I was away, after all, you got [-] points."

Wen Qi: "I use points to redeem."

Shou: "At this time, the points can no longer be used, please come back tomorrow, host~"

"You didn't say when it was available, but now tell me it can't be used."

Shou: "Host, we told you, please read the latest news."

Wen Qi really didn't believe his evil, so he clicked on the latest news, and saw a line of words that could only be read clearly with glasses on: business hours 9-11 am, 2-5 pm.

Wen Qi glanced at his watch, it was [-]:[-], and he was only a little away from the exchange.

Just as Wen Qi was sitting on the bed sulking, the butler walked into the door with a happy face.

The two servants came to Wen Qi's side and lifted him off the bed. Wen Qi looked blank, and the housekeeper smiled and said, "The young master asked us to take you to take a bath."

On this day, unknown flower petals were placed in the medicated bath, and Wen Qi felt the pungent floral fragrance all over his body after soaking in it.

The butler stood by the hot spring: "Master, do you need us to wash it for you?"

"No need, no need."

There are some things that you can do by yourself, but what would it look like if they saw them.

After finally washing it, Wen Qi went back to his room, picked up the book but couldn't read it anymore.

Compared with the previous two, Bai Huoan has a special charm. He is a mature bad man who has read a lot of poetry and books. He can not only travel in the official and business circles, but also translate Shakespeare's plays.

And...Bai Huo'an's job is really good, every time it can make Wen Qi lose his mind and become immersed in it.

But he really didn't expect that under such circumstances, Bai Huo'an could still have a 70 favorability with him... If it is placed in the current society, isn't Bai Huo'an a fan of the alphabet circle?

Wen Qi felt that the remaining [-] points would probably have to be exchanged with his own life.

If you want to win Bai Huo'an's heart, I'm afraid you still have to compete for the position of young mistress.

Wen Qi sighed, wondering how many more marks would appear on his waist.

The next day.

Guixiang came to Baifu in a car, and Wen Qi puffed his mouth. He thought it was an honor to ride in a car, but did Bai Huoan use a car to pick up everyone?

Wen Qi stood at the door and had a face-to-face meeting with Guixiang. Guixiang had heard about it a long time ago. Bai Huoan had brought someone back from Liyuan. She had imagined Wen Qi's appearance and felt that no matter how beautiful a person is, it is impossible for him to be more beautiful than Fenghong. flying.

Unexpectedly, when I saw it now, I found that there was really someone more beautiful than Feng Hongfei.

The thin, creamy skin looked better than the one she used Yurong ointment... Gui Xiang couldn't help but look at that figure for a while, Wen Qi was not used to being scrutinized like this, and hid behind the housekeeper.

The housekeeper said politely: "Miss Guixiang, your residence is in Nanyuan, I will take you there."

Gui Xiang smiled and nodded: "It's troublesome."

He stretched out his hand to Wen Qi again: "Hello, Boss Su Wenhua's name."

Wen Qi stretched out his hand timidly: "Hello."

Guixiang didn't stop, as if she didn't care about Wen Qi, and went directly to the South Courtyard, but she had already regarded Wen Qi as an opponent in her heart.

When Bai Huoan came back at night, he set up a family banquet, and both Wen Qi and Gui Xiang were there.

Wen Qi racked his brains and didn't think about whether Bai Huoan had a banquet when he came. If there was, he wouldn't be able to remember, right?

He put on his best clothes and put some powder on his face to hide his dark circles.

Since Master Bai was coming back, they had to wait in the dining room in advance.

When everyone saw Wen Qi and Gui Xiang standing together, they couldn't help being dishonest: "Miss Gui Xiang is really beautiful, and she looks like a couple with our master. After thinking about it, our master has figured it out. How is it possible? Marry a man in."

"Yeah, Miss Guixiang is kind and friendly, unlike this Hua Jifei who looks down on people all day long. If she rides on us in the future, will we still have a good life?"

"That's it!"

These words fell into the ears of Wen Qi and Gui Xiang verbatim. Gui Xiang glanced at Wen Qi and blinked, not knowing what it meant.

As for the hostess, Guixiang is indeed much more suitable than him, first of all, she has an advantage in gender, if Bai Huoan wants to deceive others, Guixiang is undoubtedly the best candidate.

Cinnamon seems to think so too.

Wen Qi lowered his head and rubbed his hands uncomfortably.

With the sound of the car's engine, Wen Qi hurriedly put his hands by his side and stood upright.

Bai Huoan walked into the house with a chill in his body, he nodded to Gui Xiang: "Come here?"

Guixiang: "Thank you, master."

The servants took off Bai Huo'an's coat and put on his normal clothes. Wen Qi stood beside him, watching Gui Xiang sitting beside Bai Huo'an, so he had to go around and sit on the other side of Bai Huo'an.

Listening to them talking about business affairs, I can't get in a word, so what's the use of being full of ink?What Bai Huoan needed was money, what they wanted was benefits, and he couldn't help at all.

Looking at Shanghai Qing who didn't like to eat at all, Wen Qi picked up a small piece and ate it with his head buried in it.

When the chat was happy, Bai Huoan couldn't help laughing, Wen Qi seemed to hear it for the first time, he raised his head and glanced at Bai Huoan, Bai Huoan happened to be looking in this direction, Wen Qi hurriedly caught him again He took a chopstick of green vegetables and buried himself in eating.

Bai Huoan would never tell Wen Qi how much he looked like a frightened little rabbit and how delicious he looked.

Gui Xiang: "If you want to listen to Gui Xiang again, we can talk slowly after dinner."

Bai Huoan stared at Wen Qi and said, "Okay."

The small vegetables on Wen Qi's chopsticks fell off.

The smile in Bai Huo'an's eyes was even deeper, if it wasn't for Gui Xiang, he might not have seen Wen Qi like this.