first marriage

"Go take a shower and change clothes. After washing, I will tell you everything!" the man ordered coldly but elegantly.

Heck!

Could it be that she really stinks so much that she doesn't even have the mood to talk to her?

Tong Qiqi carefully sniffed her arm again.

Damn, she felt like she lost her sense of smell!

"Tell me first, and I'll wash it later." Tong Qiqi refused to admit defeat.

The man stopped talking nonsense, reached out and rang the bell next to him.

The woman who brought Tong Qiqi in earlier immediately appeared outside the door, "Master, what do you want?"

The man pointed at Tong Qiqi in disgust, "Take her to take a bath."

Tong Qiqi hurriedly shouted, "Wait—"

The two looked at her at the same time.

Tong Qiqi cleared her throat guiltily, "I haven't eaten dinner yet! No eating, no washing!"

All right!Since she can't resist, at least fight for some benefits for herself, this is Tong Qiqi's consistent principle of doing things.

In the restaurant, Tong Qiqi ate a chicken leg in each hand, very unhappy.

"Miss Tong, is the food to your liking?" Although the answer was obvious, out of politeness, the housekeeper still asked with a smile.

Tong Qiqi was busy swallowing, she didn't bother to speak, she just nodded perfunctorily to show her satisfaction.

The housekeeper kept watching with a smile on her face, and that smile was truer than pearls, as if Tong Qiqi's wolfing down food was something worthy of praise.

"Master likes western food. The Chinese chef at home has been out of work for many years. It's a rare opportunity tonight. He cooks all his best dishes." The housekeeper explained as if sighing.

Tong Qiqi nodded in understanding.

No wonder the tables are full, which is comparable to a full banquet in Han Dynasty. It turns out that the chef is afraid of losing his skills, so he cooks them all again!

After eating almost, Tong Qiqi sneakily wiped the oil on her hands on the tablecloth, "Well... I want to ask, where is this place?"

"The old house of the Rong family, the residence of Young Master Rong Zhi."

"Uh... I haven't heard of it." Tong Qiqi was frank, and wanted to ask again, but the housekeeper said, "Others, the young master will tell you in detail!"

Tong Qiqi blinked helplessly.

Aww... She was so full that she was like a ball, nestled on the chair, not wanting to move.

Rong Zhi came down from upstairs and was very displeased to see her like this, "Haven't you cleaned it?"

Tong Qiqi ate and drank enough, and became more courageous, "If you don't wash it, don't wash it, you bite me!"

"Ye Huang—"

He obviously didn't see the eagle, but when Rong Zhi called, Ye Huang immediately rushed over, and Tong Qiqi jumped up in fright, hiding behind the housekeeper, "I'll wash, I'll wash it!"

"Ye Huang—"

The eagle circled around Tong Qiqi's head, and flaunted its might to go back!

Tong Qiqi gritted her teeth, hum, what an air!Sooner or later, strip your hair and make soup!Certainly more nutritious than pigeon soup.

And this young master named Rong Zhi, if you have the ability, come up and bite him yourself!What is it to instigate the eagle to scare people all the time?

Since it was time to take a bath, she naturally couldn't continue to wear a wig, Tong Qiqi curled her lips, and threw the messy yellow hair on the dining table with leftover scraps.

Ye Huang had already flown back, when he suddenly saw the wig, as if he had discovered a new world, he flew back in a whirl, took the wig away neatly, and put it on Rong Zhi's shoulder flatteringly.

"Take it away—" Rong Zhi frowned, his face darkened with deep displeasure, "It's so dirty!"

"Hey, I wash it every week, okay?" Tong Qiqi desperately tried to save her image.

Seeing Rong Zhi's horrified expression, "A week?"