HiLittle Wife

Chapter 288 Has Potential to Be a Screenwriter!
"Do I look gay?"

"Sex-orientation has nothing to do with appearance." He muttered coldly, obviously convinced that he had a "very close" relationship with the young marshal.

What the hell!

Xu Yi became more and more speechless. Seeing his firm expression, he suddenly felt powerless, and felt that no matter how he explained, it would be a waste of words.

"Hmph, Lu Bei, keep using your imagination, you have great potential to be a screenwriter!" She patted him on the shoulder hard, her words sarcastically.

Then, without waiting for him to speak, she strode towards the parking lot...

.........

After Mrs. Mei came back, the entire Heshi Kingdom was shrouded in silence.

The bodyguard's expression was tense, and the servants were more cautious in doing things, for fear that they would not do well and make the old lady angry.

This old lady, Mrs. Yu, has a strong aura and courage, and she speaks exactly what she says.

Even the young marshal of the empire would not dare to be presumptuous in front of her, let alone the servants below?

Mrs. Mei lived abroad for a long time, and she came back every June. It was seen that this posture was not to visit relatives, but to "kill her life" when she came back.

The young marshal of the empire is still 26 years old and still not close to women. The old lady is very anxious. When she comes back every year, she often talks about it from getting off the plane to leaving.

The prison family is in a hot water every day. Because of this matter, the grandparents and grandchildren will occasionally have unpleasant quarrels.

Therefore, the young marshal was not in a good mood when the old lady came back.

It makes the servants tremble with fear every day, dare not speak loudly, and walk even more lightly.

This year, as soon as the old lady came back, she asked Butler Gu to arrange a woman. With the young commander's temper, there would probably be another commotion.

The servants prayed one after another, hoping that the old lady would take back her life, otherwise, all of them would not have a good life! ...

During the old lady's lunch break, the villa was quiet, and all the servants were almost tiptoeing, breathing too hard for fear of disturbing the old lady by making noise.

Guyue and Ge Rui are in the living room on the first floor, worrying about finding a woman.

The two were in a dilemma, what the old lady said was an imperial decree and had to be listened to, but on the young master's side, if a woman really came over, he would be angry, let alone send it to his bed! ?

Thinking of the young master's angry expression, it's extremely terrifying...

After deliberating for a long time, Steward Ge made a decision: "Let's wait a little longer, I'll talk to the old lady after her lunch break..."

"Talk? How to talk?" If we could talk, the old lady wouldn't force the young master to find a woman all day long.

"I have my own plan." Gree had a straight face, her back straight.

Guyue naturally believed in her ability to handle affairs and didn't ask any further questions.

He looked at her and was about to say something more when she turned and went out.

The old butler opened his mouth, but didn't speak...

At two o'clock in the afternoon, the old lady woke up on time for her lunch break.

Mrs. Mei has been in poor health for many years. During her recuperation in Switzerland, she completely followed the doctor's schedule.

I get up at six o'clock in the morning, take a two-hour lunch break at twelve o'clock, and go to bed at eight o'clock at night.

"Old lady, are you resting well?" Ge Rui squatted on the ground, putting on her shoes.

"Well, it's an old bone, and my back hurts after sleeping for a long time."

Hearing this, the maid at the side immediately patted her back lightly, and the old lady waved her hand to signal no need.

Then, with the support of two middle-aged maids, Mrs. Mei entered the bathroom.

After a brief grooming, the old lady came out refreshed.

Gree handed over her cane, she waved her hand, and the maids immediately left.

"What's the matter? Call me for something?" Sitting on the sofa, the old lady was holding a teacup, and the aroma of the high-quality Longjing tea that had just been brewed was overflowing.

(End of this chapter)