MTL - Group Pet Eldest Lady, She Just Wants To Be A Salted Fish-Chapter 19

Ruan You held her head high and held her chest high, with an air of arrogance, "Anyone who looks down on my bicycle worth hundreds of dollars will receive my fierce counterattack".

The battle to defend ordinary bicycles begins now!

Ruan Yo, rush—!

"A billion?"

"right!"

Gu Fuchen thought deeply, probably knew what it was, looked down at his younger sister who was more angry than puffer fish and more arrogant than panda, silently chuckled, asked the domestic helper to ask the designer to leave, then turned to answer Ruan You: "Yes. I'll change clothes and come over."

Ruan You nodded solemnly in response, her head was spinning quickly, and her mind was full of cool scenes of attacking the evil rich people later.

It's time for them to taste the pain that money can't buy!

Ruan You's mentality is completely forced out by her wealthy life these days.

Every day after returning home, she lived a happy life, but every day she encountered evil things that refreshed her view of money. She was clearly mentally prepared, but she was still numb by the money, and what was even more angry was Everyone except her is well received.

Even Wei Wen, the personal butler, can calmly say "it only cost 100 million today".

Ruan You didn't understand. She has spent so much money, why do they still rate her as "only".

Feeling weak and helpless.

Who do you look down on?

There are too many times, and it is inevitable that some mentality of wanting to fight back will arise.

Brother Ba Boss has educated her for so long, so it's time for her to educate him.

Before leaving the house, Gu Fuchen suddenly came to a video conference. It seemed that there was a problem with country Y's business, and she needed to wait for half an hour.

Ruan You didn't feel anything, but felt a little sympathy.

The heir of the family also needs 996, which is so miserable.

After handing over the coat to Wei Wen, Ruan You wandered around on the first floor.

Gu Fuchen was used to getting black coffee when he was working, and this kind of thing was always complicated for domestic servants. When the old housekeeper walked towards her with a tray, Ruan You was stunned for a while.

The old butler was still meticulous in his suit, his white hair added to his age, his smile was kind, and the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes deepened his sense of intimacy.

"Miss, do you want to deliver coffee to Mr. Gu Xiao with me?"

Lao Song's steward handles a lot of things on a daily basis, and his subordinates coordinate and manage several private housekeepers to gather the needs of the employer on weekdays; as well as the internal operations of the manor.

Ruan You didn't see him many times, but she had a deep impression on him.

Ruan You still remembers the tears in the kind smile when they first met. In the past few days, when we meet by chance, the old housekeeper will put down his work and smile at her. It is not a purely respectful and polite smile, but respectful and emotional, but kind but not excessive, and his emotions are well controlled, perfectly showing the housekeeper professionalism.

Ruan You has a good impression of him.

Meeting the old housekeeper's kind gaze, the thought of rejecting him disappeared completely.

When Ruan You was about to take the tray with both hands, the old butler smiled and replied, "I'll deliver it to the door of the study for you."

In other words, her task was to deliver the coffee from the door of the study to Brother Ba's desk.

What the purpose is is self-evident.

If you think about it carefully, being a housekeeper is also quite difficult.

Not only do you have to worry about the internal affairs of the manor, but also the previous relationship with the employer.

If it was her, she would have watched the Dinghao family's indifferent way of getting along with her with the mentality of eating melons, so she didn't have this heart.

Ruan You did not refuse.

She also doesn't want her past experiences to bind her, but it is difficult to escape from the past, and she has to take it step by step.

Fortunately, the people here did not force her.

There is no emotional kidnapping, and the old-fashioned family uses love to force their children to be filial. Just thinking about it makes Ruan You angry with brain congestion.

Gu Fuchen lived on the sixth floor.

When entering the elevator, the old butler said casually: "Mr. Gu Xiao will not stay here until you come back."

Ruan You heard this for the first time.

"Then where does he live?"

"For the convenience of going to the company, Mr. Gu Xiao lives in a villa area near Bozhan." The old housekeeper paused, "Mr. Gu and his wife live here, and Mr. Gu Xiao stays here temporarily when he is free during festivals."

The documents and necessary supplies that Gu Fuchen put in the villa were sent back by Gu Fuchen on the day Ruan You returned home.

The elevator stops on the sixth floor.

This is Ruan You's first visit to the sixth floor.

It is completely different from the minimalist design she imagined that the boss should have.

The entire floor is designed in warm tones, which looks very warm. There is a light blue background panel on the left side of the living room wall, and a layer of off-white semi-blackout curtains are covered on the dark blue in the middle, and other colors hidden underneath can be vaguely seen .

The glass door was open, and a gust of wind from the balcony moved the small curtain.

Ruan You subconsciously swept over.

There are many crooked crayon drawings neatly hung on the light blue background board.

Under the meticulous and neatly arranged hanging method, the crayon drawings appear even more crooked.

At first glance, you can tell that it was drawn by three or four-year-old kindergarten children.

"Miss, do you want to visit?"

Ruan You turned around and smiled faintly, "No need."

That should be Gu Fuchen's "writing" when he was a child.

Ruan You also painted these when she was in the orphanage.

A pencil drawing of a family holding hands, some things are required, some are voluntary.

The old butler led her to stop at the door of the study: "I'll go downstairs and prepare a car for you."

Ruan You: "A simpler business model."

The old housekeeper nodded and smiled, tapped on the study room for her, rang the video doorbell and said softly, "Mr. Gu Xiao, your coffee is here."

The living room, bedroom, study, and cloakroom on each floor of the manor are large, so video doorbells are also installed inside. After all, no one wants to yell "Your coffee is here!"

It was so inelegant that I couldn't help laughing at the thought of that scene.

Ruan You's thoughts were flying all over the sky.

A voice in her ears interrupted her wandering thoughts.

"Patter."

The door opens automatically.

"Come in."

The sound that came out was lazy and inattentive, like the sigh of a dog basking in the sun. Li Jia

Ruan You raised her eyes slightly, and subconsciously glanced at the doorbell.

This is completely different from the usual indifferent tone.

And she thought that Brother Ba Boss would use the way of automatically opening the door to express his meaning silently, Boss Ba, if you can refine it, you can refine it, and if you can be silent, you can keep silent.

The housekeeper handed the tray to Ruan You and left.

The door opened a crack.

Ruan You stuck her head out and looked in.

The study room is covered with a thick navy blue blanket, which looks very comfortable when it is fluffy.

There is an off-white iron shoe rack on the left side of the room, on which several pairs of disposable slippers are placed neatly.

There is also a small wrought iron table on the side of the shoe rack, which is probably specially used for the servants to store things.

Ruan You lowered her head and shook the cashmere slippers on her feet, sighing lowly.

I didn't expect that there are so many rules when entering a study.

Mr. Ba's life is indeed much more refined than hers.

Ruan You lightly put on disposable slippers, the fluffy carpet was soft and warm. Gu Fuchen's study room is very large, and he has to pass a small corner to see the main hall.

This kind of design should be the overall idea of ​​the interior design of the manor. Once entering the door, visitors must not be able to see the overall layout of the room at a glance, and it must show the "mysterious" beauty of blank space.

The interior of the study room is dominated by warm colors, which once again refreshed Ruan You's understanding of the term "overlord".

Ruan You withdrew her gaze and walked in gently with the tray.

The plush carpet soaked up all the noise and there was nothing underfoot.

Gu Fuchen fell casually on the couch in front of the desk, leaning his head on a cat pillow with his head tilted and eyes wide open looking forward. Because of the leaning, the head tilted unconsciously, and the angle of the cat pillow with the tilted head was unprecedentedly uniform. The cat and the person tilted their heads solemnly, looking cute and a little silly.

Gu Fuchen stared at the tablet, sliding the screen up and down with his knuckle fingers, all his attention was on it, and he noticed that someone came and said casually: "Put it on the table."

Without raising his eyelids, he focused on checking the report sent by country Y.

Ruan You put the tray on the off-white coffee table unskillfully, and served the coffee slowly, lest the coffee would spill out.

After finally taking it out, fearing that Gu Fuchen would not be able to reach it, he thoughtfully moved the coffee towards him.

Ruan You's hands are fair and slender, the nails are round and smooth with a touch of luster, in stark contrast to the dark black ear-mounted coffee cup, when Gu Fu Chen casually glanced at it, his hand moved.

Move up little by little in the direction of the finger of the coffee cup—

His gaze met Ruan Youche's clear and sincere gaze, and his eyes met. There was an embarrassing and weird atmosphere in the air.

Three seconds later, Gu Fuchen threw away the tablet and sat upright with lightning speed. At the same time, he pretended not to care much and threw the pillow behind the sofa, tidied his suit, and returned to his previous domineering appearance.

However, a group of people panicked inside.

Ruan You suppressed a smile, pretending not to see, picked up the tray: "I'm leaving."

Gu Fuchen nodded lightly, with a dignified temperament, bent down and raised his hand, and calmly picked up the coffee cup, exuding an outstanding overlord aura from all over his body, but in Ruan You's eyes, this move was like a brainwashing bag issued by the overlord with his movements , Desperately showing it in front of her, she almost didn't say "I'm the boss, I'm the boss, I'm really the boss" three times in a row.

The calmer and more indifferent, the more it can reflect his urgency at the moment.

Kind of cute!

Ruan You left the study slowly, and when her figure disappeared around the corner, Gu Fuchen let out a long breath, and was about to put the prop coffee cup pretending to be the boss back on the coffee table, when a head popped out of the corner.

Gu Fu Chen's whole body tensed up immediately, he squeezed the coffee cup tightly and pretended nothing happened.

Ruan You clasped her hands against the wall, poked her head out and said with a smile on her face, "You're not wearing slippers~"

Gu Fuchen's face was flushed, and he retracted his feet without slippers, and pressed them under the sofa tassel cushion on the edge of the sofa like stealing a bell.

!

Careless!

How can President Ba not wear slippers? !

Gu Fuchen thought it was the old housekeeper who came in, so he was a little more casual, but now the person concerned regrets it very much.

but…

My sister doesn't seem too annoying?

Recalling Ruan You's deliberately teasing smile when she left, Gu Fuchen was confused.

Did my sister think she was a joke, or did she just want to laugh?

Before going downstairs, Gu Fuchen sent a text message to Fu Jiazhan in a very complicated way to seek comfort:

[G: My sister may not like me anymore. ]

[Fu Jiazhan: Did she like it? ]

[G: Forget it, no? I want to say, you don’t understand. ]

[Fu Jiazhan: I didn't ask either? ]

[G: Do you have any language habits or actions that can highlight the overbearing temperament. ]

[Fu Jiazhan: What do you want to do]

[G: I remember you have a habit of pulling a bow tie? Use it for me, and don't use it in the future. ]

[Fu Jiazhan:? ]

If Lu Jin was here, he would definitely send a bunch of emojis to blow up the screen and make a roaring voice:

"Why does the overlord have a habit of robbing, Gu Chenchen, please wake me up!"

Meeting such a Gu Chenchen is more troublesome than dealing with major shareholders.

Fu Jiazhan took a deep breath and wanted Gu Chenchen to be more rational, but the other party obviously didn't give him this chance.

[G: Your consent has been received, goodbye. ]

Fu Jiazhan: ...

But if Gu Chenchen looked at him and replied, the communication between the two of them would not be so smooth.

—Today is also the day I want to blackmail bad friends.