The president's face is gone

Chapter 19 The young mistress is powerful
"Young master, young mistress doesn't eat breakfast, and now she is looking for her things in the house, what do you think?"

After Butler Pete finished speaking, no voice was heard on the other side, and he was about to ask again, when Bao Sihan's cold and deep voice sounded.

"Let her have breakfast, send her to the company after eating, and say that the things are here."

Bo Sihan on the other end of the phone was correcting the documents, and at the same time picked up the phone elegantly and said.

Recalling that sweet little face, he missed her very much after he had left for less than two or three hours, clamoring in his heart to see her.

He clearly knew that she would ignore him, so he had no choice but to shamelessly tease her with the baby she cared about.

After hanging up the phone, Bao Sihan smiled brightly, looking forward to the arrival of a certain little woman in his heart.

At the same time, on the other side, Butler Pete hung up the phone, heaving a sigh of relief. With the young master around, he was not afraid that the young mistress would skip breakfast.

Straight forward with a group of maids, to the room where the young mistress had just entered, Butler Pete signaled the maids to wait at the door.

Turning around, he pushed open the door and walked straight in. As soon as he entered, Butler Pete's mouth twitched in shock from the scene in front of him.

Looking at the extremely messy everything in the room, Butler Pete almost fell to his knees.

The bed is messy, okay, he accepts it, the tables and chairs are lying on the floor in a mess, okay, he accepts it too.

But what about the table with the broken leg, the feathers flying all over the ground, and the broken antique vase.

Everything in the room explained the terrible destructive power of the young mistress, which made Butler Pete startled from ear to ear.

Cheng Xiyue doesn't care about that much, she is desperate to find her baby, and then go back to her den.

Although her nest is small, it is much more popular than this luxurious courtyard, and it is very comfortable. It is not like everything piled up here with luxury and luxury, which makes people feel only cold.

Seeing that Cheng Xiyue's hand had already touched the precious mural on the wall, Butler Peter rushed over like a whirlwind.

"Young mistress, the young master told you to go to the company after breakfast. The young master said that the things are with him."

Cheng Xiyue slowly withdrew her hand, and looked at Butler Pete, as if saying something.

It would have been better to say no earlier, she was so tormented that she was almost exhausted to death.

Jumping off the stool, Cheng Xiyue went straight to Butler Pete and said leisurely.

"Come on, take me to dinner."

After all, she ignored Butler Pete, and walked straight out. The room was messy, and she still picked a clean place to walk.

Butler Pete was also speechless for a while, but he was relieved and rescued the mural on the wall. You must know that it is the mural that the owner likes.

After sweeping his eyes across the room, Butler Peter looked at the antique vase stuffed under the stool with a broken leg. In an instant, Butler Peter rushed over.

The antique vase that was used as the other leg of the stool was bought by the owner at an auction for 500 million yuan.

Well, now that the young mistress is using it as a leg for the stool, Butler Pete is powerless to complain.

Rescuing the vase from below, looking at the several cuts in the vase by the broken stool, Butler Pete's hands trembled.

The next second he put the vase back to its original place, he wanted to sue, he wanted to tell the young master everything about this room.

　All kinds of requests! !
　　
　
(End of this chapter)