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Chen Dachun's voice sounded like he was gritting his teeth.

If I wasn't in the back seat and he was fixed in the cab due to his car model, it looked like he could have rushed to the back seat and punched me hard.

I rubbed my brows feebly:

"I didn't disrespect your love."

"I really want to know how old Aunt Yang is."

"You've been working here for two years, don't you know?"

Chen Dachun seemed to want to argue at first, but when he heard what I said, he immediately lowered his head like frost beating an eggplant:

".I don't know. They say a woman's age is the hardest thing in the world to guess. Even if you are in front of the other person all the time, you can't ask this directly, right?"

"By the way, aren't you a real relative? Don't you know?"

I know shit, I know.

I let out a cry of disgust in my heart, and said lightly on my face:

"Do you know the ages and birthdays of your elders?"

Chen Dachun stopped talking.

I frowned and thought for a while before coming to a conclusion:

"This matter is difficult to handle."

I heard Yang Jinhua say that the reason why she chose not to remarry and not have children after her ex-husband died was to squander the inheritance left by her ex-husband.

She is dictatorial and dictatorial, but she actually disdains 'lower people'.

The male servants in the villa are called "servants" by her, and the reckless and rude Yu Jiajia is also rejected by Rose Mansion.

She seems to have even less favorable impressions of men. I only met Mr. Gu once, and Yang Jinhua seemed very angry.

If this kind of subconscious rejection escalates just a little bit, it will turn into misogyny.

Not to mention that Chen Dachun's social status does not match Yang Jinhua's, and there is still such a big age difference.

She saw it clearly.

Therefore, Yang Jinhua would only regard Chen Dachun as a pastime at most.

Regardless of whether Chen Dachun came here for Lao Lao Shizi's love, or for this huge family fortune——

Absolutely no benefit at all.

There were many thoughts in my mind, but Chen Dachun obviously didn’t think as much as me. When he heard what I said, he suddenly felt like a deflated ball, and his shoulders and back collapsed:

"So, Sister Yang really doesn't like people younger than her?"

My forehead skipped a beat and I didn't answer.

Chen Dachun thought about it, but still refused to give up:

"There is really no other way. Can we get closer to Sister Yang?"

"Actually, I know that Sister Yang seems to be a non-marriage person. She is so beautiful. In the past two years that I have been working here, seven or eight men with excellent conditions in all aspects have pursued her."

"But everyone comes with great ambition and is driven away in a hurry."

"I can always see her going out at night and returning during the day. The lights outside are dazzling, but she seems"

Chen Dachun pondered for a second:

"It doesn't seem that happy."

"Have you ever looked at the displays in the glass cabinets in the street windows?"

Chen Dachun suddenly asked, I nodded slowly, so he continued:

"The owner is like a display put out. He always looks at his best, but is always separated by a layer of glass."

"Many people touch the glass of the showcase and think they have touched the display and know everything about it."

"But actually, that's not the case."

"When the store closes at night, the cakes are always put back in the cold storage cabinet, right? After all, the temperature always needs to be right."

"And I want to make a cabinet."

Chen Dachun shook his hand on the steering wheel again and again, seeming a little embarrassed:

"Do you understand?"

"What I said may not be particularly nice, but that's pretty much what I mean."

"No matter how strong a woman is, she should still need someone to rely on."

I leaned back comfortably and said:

"You will have no money if you get married."

Chen Dachun's voice that was still nagging paused and said doubtfully:

"What?" I chuckled:

"My aunt's ex-husband. No, there is actually no divorce. I have always been my husband."

"When her husband died, he left a will that only if his aunt gets married or has a partner or children."

"All assets at this stage will be liquidated and donated."

"How about it, are you going to make a 'freezer'?"

Chen Dachun was silent. He tilted his head. I couldn't see his face clearly, and I couldn't see anything in the rearview mirror.

The atmosphere fell silent.

He didn't say anything, and I wasn't in a hurry. I took out my new phone and took a look. The message I just sent out had been received by Yu Jiajia, and there were a lot of messages sent there.

Starting from the top, they are:

"Boo boo, I got it, baby w3w"

"I'm going out to buy groceries."

"How much meat can we both eat? Is ten pounds enough?"

"Bananas are very smoky today. Buy some to cure constipation."

"Hey, there's also broccoli. Buy a broccoli stewed with bananas and eat it."

"Aren't you here yet? I've gone home!"

"Hey, I wonder if Aladdin's magic lamp can hear my wish. I'm so tired after going out, and suddenly I don't want to drink milk tea. I really want to take a sip of beer!"

"Hello? Aladdin's lamp, are you there?"

This series of news makes people’s scalp numb.

Let’s not talk about whether two girls can eat ten pounds of meat.

Just talking about the broccoli and banana stew, what kind of extinct dark cooking master is this?

My eyebrows jumped and I replied:

"I died on the road. Let's make an appointment next time."

A crying emoticon was quickly sent over there, showing that it was being typed.

Just in this gap, Chen Dachun seemed to adjust himself very quickly, and said frankly:

"Do you want the master's money?"

My heart skipped a beat and I didn't pay close attention to the news that Yu Jiajia was coming. I turned off the screen and looked at the young man in the driver's seat.

Chen Dachun seemed to have made up his mind:

"I really like Master."

"I don't have money, and I want to be a freezer. In short, I can't and don't want to leave her for a minute."

"Since you are a relative, you will definitely have the right to inherit. Please help me and help me get the favor of the master. When the time comes, I will take the master away and give you all the money."

A young man who is ambitious, has no strength, and is not very clear-headed.

He was anxious and wanted to show all his trump cards.

What relationship does Yang Jinhua and I have?

How much can you know?

Just because you did a small favor last night, you came to me for help.

I turn the screen back on:

"Auntie won't like you."

This time I used an affirmative sentence.

Although we haven't been together for long, I have already seen some of Yang Jinhua's character. She likes smart, docile and obedient people.

Chen Dachun is neither smart nor obedient, and he also makes his own decisions.

He would also act to disturb her and covet her.

You might be qualified to be a servant, but other things are impossible.

Now maybe because the training is smooth, it doesn't matter whether he leaves or not, but in the future if he finds a more convenient 'servant', he will definitely replace Chen Dachun.

I looked at the screen again, and on the screen was Yu Jiajia’s innocent moaning:

"Please come quickly!!! I can't leave you for a minute, I will die without you oooooooooo."

I was already uneasy because of this morning's dream, but now that I saw the word 'death', my heart skipped a beat. As I was typing, I heard Chen Dachun's decisive voice coming from the driver's seat:

"Each one depends on his ability." (End of Chapter)