Fast time travel cannon fodder: the villain boss is forced to resign

Under the expectant gaze of the young boy, Qi Yuan took a bite. The slightly sweet taste was creamy, the soft sweetness of glutinous rice, the fragrance of bamboo leaves were evenly mixed, and there was also a faint fragrance of rose petals, blooming on the taste buds, like Layers of progressive fireworks, clusters bloom in mid-air.

Qi Yuan raised the corners of his eyes lightly, put down the small dish in his hand, and said with a smile, "It tastes good."

The anticipation in An An's eyes turned into surprise, and the moment Qi Yuan smiled, it condensed into the essence of joy.

"As long as mom likes it."

Seeing that An An is well-behaved, Qi Yuan raised his hand to grab a piece of pastry for An An, "Your taste is on the sweet side, so you should like sweet-scented osmanthus cake?"

"Mrs……"

The young butler's expression changed instantly, and he raised his leg to make a sound, but as soon as he raised his voice, it was covered by An'an's voice.

An An smiled crookedly, biting the sweet-scented osmanthus cake that Qi Yuan had brought over, blinking her crow feathers, lowering her eyes to cover up the passing darkness, then raised her eyes and looked at Qi Yuan.

An An raised his hand to take down the sweet-scented osmanthus cake, and swallowed the cake in his mouth. All the debris on his lips showed his joy—a disguised joy.

The young butler was stunned. His young master didn't like sweet-scented osmanthus. He once lost his temper with his husband because of a bottle of sweet-scented osmanthus-flavored shower gel, and almost destroyed his manor.

how……

How can you eat the sweet-scented osmanthus cake handed by your wife?
Could it be - in the heart of the young master, the wife is more important than the husband?
Qi Yuan noticed An An's expression from the corner of his eyes, took the osmanthus cake in his hand and put it on a white porcelain plate, "Don't you like osmanthus cake?"

An An didn't seem to understand, she curled her lips, "No!"

Qi Yuan stared at An An, his dark pupils seemed to be able to see through everything about people, when An An couldn't hold back and was about to confess, Qi Yuan slowly responded, "Oh."

An An breathed a sigh of relief, he is not allergic to osmanthus, but he is afraid of osmanthus, afraid of the night full of osmanthus, that night, he almost lost his mother.

However, how could he be afraid of the sweet-scented osmanthus that his mother personally delivered to his mouth?
Qi Yuan took a rest for a while, and was coaxed by An An to go upstairs to rest. For a while, the living room, which was originally lively and warm, fell into a deadly silence.

Everyone lowered their eyes and didn't dare to glance around, for fear of accidentally seeing something and losing their jobs.

An An turned around and glanced in the direction of the stairs. He didn't turn his face cold until it was completely silent, and looked directly at the young housekeeper with cold eyes.

"Uncle Gao, today's matter, you overstepped."

The young boy in white was fierce at a young age, and his harmless temperament transformed into sharpness in an instant, like a sharp knife, piercing straight into the heart of others.

What doesn't match the immature voice is the sinisterness that hits the soul directly.

The senior executive nodded, his back straight, his black straight clothes never had a crease, he didn't say a word, only the most loyal bowed his head.

The senior executives were originally trained by the Cheng family for An An, so he would not have any complaints.

"Master, it's not the fault of the high-ranking family!"

The crisp sound exploded on the ground, like a thunder thrown in a pond, causing a huge splash.

An An sneered, and the blue blood vessels made his hands even whiter. He rested his hands on his chin, lazily and recklessly, not at all like a 13-year-old boy.

The sophisticated and unrestrained aura instantly enveloped the entire living room, making it hard to breathe.

It is never a joke that blue is better than blue because of blue.

"Ma'am, do you have a problem with my mother?"

The pretty girl's complexion changed, her youthful and pretty face was filled with anger, anxiety and future, she chose the latter without hesitation.

That woman is just taking the title of Mrs. Cheng!

So what if you look young?It must be done by medical and aesthetic means!

Her face is pure and natural, much better than that of an old woman who has undergone plastic surgery!

"Master, you don't like sweet-scented osmanthus. This is something everyone in the manor must know. The senior management reminded me that there is nothing wrong with it."

"What's more, no mother will know what her child likes. The root of the problem lies with Mrs. Cheng."

"I believe that with the cultivation of the young master, he will definitely not embarrass the senior family."

The senior manager glanced at the girl who was talking, and couldn't help frowning, what's going on with Xue'er?Don't you have a brain?Don't even look at where this place is, the young master is not a good person!
Although the young master is young, the property he took over already has half of Cheng's family, so how could he not hear Xueer's instigation?
What's more, it's useless to win over him as a housekeeper!

After Xue'er finished speaking, her eyes were a little smug, waiting for An An to look at her differently.

An An smiled inexplicably, her eyes turned cold, "Ma'am, are you implying that I have a bad relationship with my mother?"

irritating.

What should mother do when she hears that she is sad?
Hearing this, Xue'er thought she had achieved her goal, so she quickly waved her hand to deny it, with a perplexed look on her face, "No, I don't know the mother-child relationship between the young master and Mrs. Cheng, but I believe that if Mrs. Cheng has the heart, she will definitely work hard to understand the young master. preferences."

After finishing speaking, Xue'er continued to put on eye drops in a pretentious manner, "After all, maternal love is great."

Xue'er is very sure that Mr. Cheng and Mrs. Cheng are married, and the connection between the two parties is only the child of the young master. Moreover, Mr. Cheng often does not go home, so there must be many women outside; Mrs. Cheng does not understand children at all, which means that they have no family at all. consciousness.

The relationship between their husband and wife must be fragmented!
An An evoked a cold arc, as if admiring, "Very good."

His two mothers are both great, one gave him life, the other gave him warmth, there is no difference between high and low.

Xue'er lowered her head and covered the corners of her raised lips. She thought that she had won over the young master, so she became more courageous.

"Master, although Mrs. Cheng doesn't care about you, you still have us and Mr. Cheng. Mr. Cheng will love you."

If the young master likes her, isn't it a certainty that Mr. Cheng will marry her?

Xue'er's fantasy is very beautiful, but unfortunately, how can a stranger to the Cheng family shake the position of the hostess?
An An was really annoyed, but thinking that Xueer was recruited by Cheng Sui, he suppressed his temper. He wanted to send this trouble to Cheng Sui and let Cheng Sui solve it.

Cheng Sui planted the cause, and he had to pick the fruit himself.

"Okay, do you have time to work overtime at night? Dad will come back. I think you can explain to Dad yourself."

An An smiled like a little angel, and spoke softly like a little angel, but unfortunately, what he was hiding was the mind of a little devil.

Xue'er, who didn't know it at all, fell into the trap, she nodded hurriedly, "Of course! Of course! There is no evening class today, I can work overtime!"

If she really became Mrs. Cheng in the future, she would not need to take evening classes. The whole Cheng family would be hers, and she would give birth to a boy who was smarter than the young master and inherit the Cheng family.

Xue'er was daydreaming in her mind, her heart beating faster, but she ignored An An's obvious cold eyes, dark and dark.