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Chapter 40 Poverty Limits My Imagination

Before Yan Feifei could answer Xiaobai's special assistant's question, the servants who were busy all around stopped their work one after another, bowed deeply to her, and greeted her loudly.

"Hi, Miss Yan."

After this greeting, the bag she was holding in her hand fell off in a grand manner.

The housekeeper not far away is dressed as a young man, which can almost be described as flying, just like the scene that only appears in TV dramas, with his hands raised above his head, he flies over sideways, and catches Yan Feifei's falling bag.At the same time as receiving the bag, the person also fell heavily to the ground, holding the bag above his head in a lifting position with his hands.

Under Yan Feifei's stunned expression, Housekeeper Qi stood up gracefully as if nothing had happened, took out a handkerchief from his chest, wiped the bag that had never been soiled, bent down respectfully, and held the bag in both hands and handed it to her.

"Miss Yan, your bag."

Yan Feifei was shocked by the butler's actions and stood there in a daze, with his hands still in the original position. Seeing the apologetic expression on the butler's face, Yan Feifei became even more confused.

Hey, what is the housekeeper apologizing for?Sorry for not helping her hold the bag when it was about to fall?
"Miss Yan, your bag." Butler Qi bent lower and held the bag higher in his hand.

Yan Feifei regained his composure, and immediately took the bag in his hand.

Special Assistant Xiaobai took it for granted, picked up the briefcase on the ground with a smile, and walked over with a smile.

"Miss Yan, is the president in the room?"

"Here I am."

Yan Feifei replied quickly, seeing that Assistant Xiaobai was smiling ambiguously before leaving, and immediately realized that he had misunderstood.

She answered too quickly just now, and answered without thinking. Knowing that Orlando was in such a private place in the room, didn't she just tell Special Assistant Xiaobai that she just came out of Orlando's room?

"Hey! Special Assistant Xiaobai, don't get me wrong, I have nothing to do with the president."

Yan Feifei shouted loudly, but unfortunately it was too late, Special Assistant Xiaobai had already left.

"Miss Yan, are you hungry?" Butler Qi asked with concern as he stood aside with a friendly smile.

"Not hungry."

"Are you thirsty?"

"Not thirsty either."

"That is……"

"I want to go home."

Not wanting to have a question and answer with the butler, Yan Feifei interrupted Butler Qi and smiled awkwardly.

"I'll prepare the car for you right now." Butler Qi turned around, took out his mobile phone and called the driver. "Immediately drive over the limited-edition Lincoln that Young Master Sun purchased."

When Yan Feifei heard this, he waved again and again. "No, no, just call me a taxi."

Butler Qi smiled more cordially, ignored Yan Feifei's words, and called the servants to prepare food in the car.Eat when you are hungry, eat snacks when you are hungry, and even prepare desserts after meals.

With a headache on his face, Yan Feifei was escorted by Orlando's servants, and returned to his apartment in a super high-profile limited-edition Lincoln. up.

Once again, poverty limits my imagination.

The life of the rich is beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

Yan Feifei came home, walked out of the elevator, and saw a figure sitting in the suitcase at the door of her house, with his head tilted, and his younger brother Yan Kaikai who was sleeping against the wall.

"Kai Kai, why are you sleeping here?" Yan Feifei shouted happily.

Yan Kaikai opened his eyes, his childish handsome face looked at Yan Feifei in confusion, and then he shouted with joy. "Sister, you are finally back."

(End of this chapter)