The crowd roared with laughter, without any respect for Duan Jiayu in their words.

Qing He couldn't help clenching his fists just hearing these swear words.

Duan Mingshu glanced at Qing He, obviously she heard it too.

In order to take into account Qing He's feelings, she had no choice but to reprimand: "What are you guys talking about! How dare you talk about your master?"

Several servants were frightened and their faces remained unchanged.

"Miss, we were wrong!"

Qing He frowned slightly, but took a deep look at Duan Mingshu.

Her meaning is obvious: if you don't teach them a lesson, everyone will climb on A Yu's head in the future!
Duan Mingshu understood what she meant, and said, "Don't worry, let me handle this matter, you can go to A Yu first."

Qing He nodded and left first.

In the living room, Qing He was the first to see Aunt Lan sitting on the sofa drinking something.

The more the boy thought about it, the more excited he became, and his heart began to pound.

Then he looked at himself in the revealing clothes, the young man's face turned red instantly, and the burning sensation burned to the back of his ears in an instant.

But when she walked into the room, she suddenly felt something strange, the layout of the room seemed to have changed...

Qing He's gaze seemed to have been burned, and he quickly withdrew his gaze, then turned around in a panic.

Then he couldn't wait to rush out the door.

At this time, it seems that Uncle Short is not at home.

"Sister, is that you?"

But at this moment, the boy called out to him and her.

Ayu doesn't seem to be in the room.

He...was seen by his senior sister just now...

Qing He thought the boy's reaction was familiar, but she still didn't turn her head, she just paused for a second, and then rushed out the door.

She reacted belatedly, when the bathroom door suddenly opened.

Qing He greeted her symbolically, and Aunt Lan nodded dully, obviously absent-minded.

Qing He was still too worried about her little fiancé, so she opened the door and went in without thinking much.

A Yu has been the most favored since he was a child, the entire third floor is his domain, and even the basement is filled with his beloved cars.

A boy in a bathrobe came straight out, the boy's wet hair was still dripping, it was obvious that he had just taken a shower.

"Hey! Senior sister..."

She said very apologetically, "I'm sorry, I went to the wrong room."

Qing He didn't think much, and went straight up to the third floor, because she was very familiar with the Duan family, so she naturally knew where Duan Jiayu lived.

The most important thing is that his bathrobe is too loose, Qing Heyi feels that his eyes are covered with cold white skin, and the water drops on his chest have not been wiped dry...

The boy wanted to catch up, but subconsciously looked at his clothes, it was really inappropriate.

Arriving at the door of Duan Jiayu's bedroom, Qing He knocked on the door symbolically, but there was no response at all in the room.

Aunt Lan's spirit was not very good either, and she couldn't hide her exhaustion and exhaustion between her brows and eyes.

But when he changed his clothes and came out, Qing He had long since disappeared.

Qing He grabbed a servant at random just now and found out after asking.

It turned out that her A Yu no longer lived on the third floor, but moved to an ordinary guest room on the second floor. I heard it was Uncle Duan's intention.

The third floor was reserved for the real young master.

In that case, the boy he met just now should be Uncle Duan's biological son.


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