Young master is too stupid

Chapter 22 President, hello man!

The silver bright and arrogant sports car across the intersection makes passers-by all stare at it.

Yao Qianshu resigned to his fate and hastily ended the women's party, and ran out of the bar with a bag of money. The first thing he caught a glimpse of the sports car that the young master could not ignore was parked across the road.

The window glass was rolled down, the young master looked lazy, with one hand resting on the window sill, his dark eyes were slightly narrowed, showing a trace of fatigue, the evening wind blowing gently messed up his limp black hair.

Noticing that she was standing across the road, he turned his eyes to look at her, showing dissatisfaction and urging stares, as if he was accusing her, a little maid, of neglecting his young master in recent days.

She hesitated, and was about to go up to her, but found that she was still wearing high heels that the young master didn't like.

Without saying a word, she hurriedly took off her shoes and walked forward with them.

"Master, are you off work? It's so early today." Her words were very uncute, very inconsiderate, and very pointed.

"..." The young master passed the car window, looked up at her neat suit and the high-heeled shoes in her hand, and his black eyes froze inquiringly.

She tried her best to smile as normal as possible, as if everything had happened.It seems that this is not the first time they have met after get off work since they got married.It seemed that the smell of perfume was just her sensitive nose.

"Get in the car." After glancing at her bare feet, the young master ordered in a low voice.

She opened the door and got in the car.

A familiar pungent perfume smell swept over me.

Her heart was stuffy, and she tightened her grip on the Doraemon bag in her hand.

"Who allowed you to go clubbing?"

"Slave, I'm bored by myself. My colleagues are nice, so just ask me to come out to play."

"When you get married, don't go to this kind of place. Don't forget that you are someone else's wife now."

"...It's mosaic." She muttered softly, causing the young master to squint thoughtfully.

"Who allowed you to be a maid?"

Due to the scent, the young master's question sounded harsh to her.

She said, "Isn't it you, young master?"

"..." He glanced at her puzzledly, without further arguing, "No more."

"why?"

"No reason. I don't like it, so you're not allowed to go again."

"Even if the young master doesn't like it, there should be a reason. If you don't say anything like this, I will embarrass you!"

"What can I do to embarrass you?" He frowned, he just didn't look at her for a while, but she suddenly changed, got entangled with that surnamed Shu again, and called him the president out of nowhere.Who is embarrassing whom?

"Then the young master will tell the servant the reason for not letting me go to work!" Is it because she is afraid that she will know something?Are you trying to hide her at home and be a complete fool?Is it to avoid exposing the shady relationship between the two of them?
"I hate you wearing this outfit!" Without his permission, she took off her maid outfit and showed her face everywhere.She is so brave!
"Is it as annoying as that Miss Wang?" Dazed by the smell of perfume, she pushed back. "Then what will the young master like? Don't wear high heels? Stay at home like a fool? Or do you want to wear this stinky perfume?"

There are more and more text messages on the phone telling her to go home first, and the number of times she sees the young master is getting less and less, and the smell of perfume on his body is getting stronger and stronger.She even felt that the young master was going too far, why did he run into her room every night to force her to smell that stench!
It doesn't matter if you don't know her, it doesn't matter if you don't see her, it doesn't matter if you are married secretly, but...

"Can't I have my own circle of life? I know the young master is very busy, I can't accompany you as a servant, so what's wrong with going out with friends? It's the young master who shouldn't go home with me!"

"Are you going to fight with me now?"

quarrel?

"...Slaves dare not."

She dare not, how dare she.She has no position or qualification to quarrel with the young master.

Yao Qianshu impulsively exploded against the rules once, and Yao Qianshu challenged the young master's authority without knowing it, and was sent to the cold palace by the young master without saying a word.

He completely ignored her, and continued to go out early and come back late, disappearing and busy. The difference was that he no longer came back into her room every night and forced her to smell the smell of perfume, regardless of whether she was a maid or married. Friends go out to have fun.

He completely indulged her to enjoy her life circle, but she had become accustomed to her little thoughts around the young master, but she didn't listen to her command.

The young master didn't complain to the head nurse, he just went home silently and went into the room as if she didn't exist.

But just like this, she was even more uncomfortable.

She is an incompetent and bad-tempered jerk maid, not only can't help the young master when he is busy, but also makes him mess up.

What came home together after get off work, what smelled like a woman's strong perfume in the car, it was all because of that inexplicable wedding paper that made her nervously start to care about these things.

After introspection, it suddenly became clear.

She cooked the stewed noodles, picked out the green onions, and waited from dinner time until the early morning.

The batter was gone, the soup was gone, but the young master still didn't come back.

She was very sleepy, hugged Mafia, nestled on the sofa and fell asleep for a while, but she fell asleep after this sleep.

At 03:30 in the morning, there was a soft knock outside the door, and the man walked into the house with the key. Following the dim wall lamp, he saw a person and a dog nestled on the sofa at a glance.

He froze at the door for a while, gathering all the cold and haughty gazes on the little maid on the sofa, and finally they all turned into a group of sighs, and stepped towards the person on the sofa.Just as he was about to bend down to take her hand, he suddenly stopped in the present moment.He raised his sleeves and sniffed the scent on himself, frowning.

He kicked the dog with his foot.The pet dog got out from under the woman's armpit and bumped to the owner's feet.

Without further ado, he raised his sleeve and put it in front of the pet dog's nose. The pet dog twitched and whimpered, indicating that the smell on him was really not good.

He was so depressed that he dropped the key in his hand, hurried upstairs to take a shower, changed his clothes, and put his hand in front of the dog's nose.

The dog nods in approval.

He breathed a sigh of relief, glanced at the little maid who had already slept on her back, bent down and hugged her up.

Her warm cheek was pressed against his wet neck, and her breath began to become greedy.

"Master...you smell it well."

"..." How good would the body wash she bought from the supermarket smell?

"It smells so good, I really like it..."

"..." Do you just like the smell of bad brand bath liquid so much?

The words he likes are like magic spells, even if he just praises the fragrance of the body wash manufacturer, this whispering dream is enough to make the man's mind sway, and when he turns around, he subconsciously wants to pick up the object in his arms and go back to his room to make a mosaic.

The pet dog whined and grabbed the owner's trousers and finally reasoned, signaling the owner not to go to the wrong place.The little maid's room is downstairs, and she is not qualified to sleep on the master's big bed and play mosaics.

He lowered his head and squinted his eyes, looking at the scourge he raised with his own hands, but he didn't stand by his side at the most critical moment.

"She's my wife." What's wrong with sleeping with her?
"Aoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..." but she is still your little coated servant.The status is different, the status is different!
"She's all mine!" Give him a reason why he can't sleep!

"... Aww... Aww..." It's unethical to put someone to sleep while they're sleeping, right?The big man committed crimes while he was asleep, and he said it without taste.

"..." This reason...

He lowered his eyes slightly and looked at the woman who was sleeping in his arms with joyful eyes. Her expression was full and extremely sweet, and she unconsciously squirmed and rubbed against his neck, wanting to absorb more refreshing masculine breath.This naked hook made his eyebrows tangled and struggled for a long time... The faint tired look on the woman's face made him finally make a choice.

Ok!

Reluctantly accept the last reason and let her go for now!
Surrounded by the refreshing masculinity, Yao Qianshu had a good night's sleep, got up and walked into the kitchen, passing by the dining room, he found that the bowl of battered noodles was gone, leaving only an empty bowl on the table.

Did someone dump her noodles?

She sighed in disappointment, and went to knock on the young master's door in a businesslike manner.

No one answered her.

The young master still left early.

She began to worry, would the young master just abandon her like this?

Was it because she was arguing with the young master outrageously?Isn't it even useless to please and admit your mistakes?It seemed that her innocence completely annoyed the young master, he had never ignored her so coldly.

Picking up her bag, she went to work dejectedly.

Just approaching the entrance of the Duke Hotel, she was about to turn to the side entrance of the staff, but was distracted by the crowd gathered at the main entrance of the hotel.

Spotlight, camera, microphone, video camera...

Is it journalists?
Has something serious happened at the hotel?
She felt anxious and squeezed into the crowd.

At the top of the stairs in the hotel, the young master was surrounded by the crowd in a black suit and waistcoat, and countless microphones were stretched out in front of him.

His black eyes were lowered, and he looked at the data in his hand leisurely and indifferently, as if there was no one else around.

"Mr. Jinyu, please explain. I heard that the endorsement contract between Emperor Hotel and Wang Ying has changed? What is the reason?"

"That's right, Mr. Jinyu, is it because the scandal between the two of you has been exposed, and your married status will affect the overall high-quality image of the hotel, so you deliberately distanced yourself from it?"

"Someone also broke the news that Mr. Jinyu has put forward new requirements for continued cooperation? It makes Wang Ying very annoyed."

"What exactly is it? Please help us answer it?"

The man being questioned had a normal expression, with one hand consistently inserted into his trouser pocket, his cold eyes were easily pulled away from the information, and he slightly lifted his eyes to scan the media people who kept asking questions. After a long while, he opened his lips, "What?"

"..." There was a frozen silence around, and the lips of several reporters twitched.What a grand son of your family, in such a noisy environment, can he still be immersed in the data and not listen to them at all?

"Get out of the way if it's okay. Annoying."

After he finished speaking, he briefly sketched the information in his hand, handed it over to the special assistant, and turned his head to leave.

The reporter group suddenly came to their senses, and decided that this was a devious tactic he pretended not to hear and deliberately delayed. Someone boldly grabbed his sleeve and said, "Mr. Jinyu, why did you put the cooperation with Wang Ying on hold? Are you close, or are you affected by the relationship between the two of you? Please let us know?"

His cold and proud eyes squinted at his pulled arm, he finally lost his interest and spoke in a normal way.

"...Because the perfume on her body smells too bad."

"...Huh?" Everyone was dumbfounded, what an inexplicable reason, "Then...the cooperation with your hotel..."

"A contract is required, no perfume is allowed. My request." "Is it over?" He looked down at the sleeves that were being grabbed by force, and asked forcefully, "Let go when it's over." Dumbfounded, he let go, and the reporters watched helplessly. The prince of the hotel group, who asked for weirdness, slowly walked out of sight.

Turning around, lowering her head, she found a silly girl wearing the maid uniform of the Duke Hotel standing under the steps. I don't know if she picked up the money or had a peach blossom. Smirking, spinning around and bubbling happily.

(End of this chapter)