Young master is too stupid

Chapter 35 Young Master, the servant and Director Shu are going to have a room!

The Black Forest cake baked by the top chef has very little sugar, in order to cater to the taste of the young master who does not like sweetness.

There were only bare stems of roses left in the yard, like locusts crossing the border, the head nanny moved all the delicate and beautiful roses into the house to arrange the young master's birthday banquet.

Outside, the colorful balls fluttering like clouds are swaggering in the sky, and the crystal lights with colorful silk banners in the inner room flutter across the lobby.

Even the Mafia changed into a new look for the young master's 25th birthday, a pair of black and white diagonal stripes and a pair of large-frame sunglasses studded with rhinestones.

A room full of servants was busy, and the Mafia wagged its tail behind Yao Qianshu and shuttled playfully around her feet.

"The young master will definitely love you when he comes back, and he will never put it down. You are the most handsome, can you just stay here? I'm still busy."

Appetizers, soups, dinners, desserts, knives, forks, cups and dishes are no longer a problem for her, she takes care of them all.

Put a mirror under the candle stand to reflect the candlelight and make the lobby more sparkling and romantic. She also learned all these tricks from the hotel.

Everything is ready, just waiting for the young master to come home and give him a surprise.

After seven o'clock, it was eight o'clock, and after eight o'clock, nine o'clock came. A few candles on the candle holder were replaced, and the candle oil soaked the candle holder which she had polished clean.

But the young master hasn't come back yet.

"Is the young master not coming back today?"

"Oh, why did you ask the young master to work overtime on his birthday!"

"Boss nanny, call the young master and ask, there is no way for us to wait like this."

She stood quietly by the side, listening to the suggestions of some noisy servants, which caused the head nurse to raise her brows.

"What are you arguing about? Young master has serious business to do. As a professional and qualified servant, he must wait quietly when his master is busy, support him silently behind him, and charge forward when he is in need! You can't complain, you can't be disappointed, you can't Negative emotions, do you hear me?"

Can't hear it, don't want to hear it, she wants to pretend she didn't hear what the nanny said!
She is not a professional servant, she does not want to be a standard servant, she wants to complain about disappointment and many, many negative emotions.

She couldn't just wait quietly, support silently, and act as if nothing happened to her.

She wants the young master to see the house that has been arranged for a long time, she wants the young master to see the skills she learned from the restaurant, she wants the young master to see the new look she puts on for the mafia, and she wants the young master to see the intentions of all their servants , and she also hoped that the young master would notice the little bit of insignificant thought she hid in all the servants.

What she wanted to see the most was the young master's awkward and awkward expression when he entered the door.

The young master will not fail to fulfill her, right?
"ring--ring--"

The cell phone in her pocket was vibrating, it was the one with only the young master's number.Is it because the black negativity she exudes has an effect?She happily answered the phone.

"Hi! Master, when are you going home?"

"..." The young master's silence and the nanny's interjection echoed her joyful voice.

"Eh? Master's phone number? Xiaoqian, quickly ask the young master when he will be home, isn't that right! Why did the young master only call you, Xiaoqian, ask the young master if there is anything you need?"

It was too late to see what the nanny noticed, she held the phone and opened her mouth impatiently, "Master, come back quickly, we are waiting..."

"I'm not coming back for dinner." Disappointment came over my face so intensely.

The young master's blunt words made her unable to find an excuse to keep her, and even the hand holding the phone turned cold instantly.She subconsciously wanted to ask, "Where are you? Who are you with? What are you doing", but she couldn't find the position to ask these words.

As a maid, when the master calls to report, she only needs and can only answer one word "yes".

"Jinyu, who are you talking to on the phone in the corner? Come and cut the cake, all the uncles are waiting for you!"

Ms. Wang's voice pierced her ears like needles, and directly hit the weakest part of her chest, wringing out a burst of soreness.

She was afraid of hearing more and knowing more, so much that she would accidentally hear something she didn't want to hear from the young master, so she hung up the phone before the young master opened his mouth.

"Little Qian, why did you hang up on the young master's phone! Did the young master explain anything?"

"He's busy outside and won't come back."

He is busy spending his birthday with others outside, and he will not come back... He is busy with others outside, and will not come back... After meeting his uncle, uncle, uncle, parent, father-in-law, even her side will not come back right?

The parties and birthday celebrations of high-class families are many times more luxurious than the arrangements of these little servants, right?

How could she think that the busy young master would have time to fool around with these servants?
How could she have thought that the indifferent and proud young master would be moved by their servants?
How could she think that the young master, who is the master, would be willing to be with her servant?
That is not a violation of the maid's law, but her extravagant expectations and fantasies.

Isn't it time for her to stop this unrealistic fantasy?Didn't she repeatedly warn that her marriage with the young master is a fake marriage, and that she must never fall in love with the young master?

Then why do you still have unreasonable thoughts about the young master?Why get poked all over with jealousy?Why can't she get a divorce?
Silently followed everyone to clean up the furnished room, stuffed the cake into the refrigerator, rolled up the colored balls and ribbons and laid them flat, even the Mafia's tie and sunglasses were taken off together.Everything can be perfectly handled and packed away, but how can things like expectations and intentions be cleaned up without leaving a trace?

As if smelling her frustration, the mafia rubbed her nose comfortingly. That familiar gesture reminded her of the childish appearance of the young master insisting on imitating the mafia rubbing her in front of the photo sticker machine.

"At that time, I thought the young master was jealous of you." She smoothed the mafia's brown hair, "Mafia, I'm a little sad."

The big dog squatted obediently, letting her hug him without making noise or fuss.

"What should I do? I seem to... hate our future young mistress, I seem to... hate the young master being with other women, I seem to... fall in love with the young master..."

The bird chirping in the morning urged Yao Qianshu to get up from the bed. She had to go on a business trip with Director Shu today.

Packing up her luggage, she left a note for the nanny, who closed the door and went out.

The bare rose poles in the yard still reminded her of the sourness of last night, so she quickened her pace and ran to the place agreed with Director Shu.

A silver-gray sports car drove into the yard after she left, and the man got out of the car with a tired face after socializing, his tie was loosely hanging on his chest, he raised his hand to smell the smell of wine on his sleeve, and then shook it off in disgust .

Unscrewing the door, he planned to go straight to the bathroom, but found that the pet dog was squatting at the door with a drooping long face and staring at him.

He patted it symbolically, only to find that it was irritatingly biting his trouser leg and tugging at it, pulling him to an overturned wastebasket.

A small gift box discarded by the owner rolled from the wastebasket to his feet.

He bent down to pick it up—a string of familiar mobile phone ornaments fell out of the small gift box...

Suddenly, there were many more of her in front of his eyes, the appearance of being rubbed on the nose by him, the appearance of ugly cheeks being pinched by him, the appearance of blinking and frowning, flattened lips and gritted teeth, one by one, they were made into small cards and strung together. They fell together before his eyes.The corners of his lips raised slightly, and he almost heard her protest when taking the headshot that day.

"Master, do you want any present for your birthday?"

"Master, this photo is ugly..."

"Master, slaves and mafia have never taken pictures like this..."

"Master, you can't kiss!"

She was going to give these to him as a birthday present?Then why throw it away again?
Like all the men present last night, he called his wife to ask for leave in person.She has no reason to be angry with him, right?
Frowning and thinking, he hurriedly turned and went straight to the bathroom, but the cute dog still blocked his way uncooperatively.

"You're enough. I have to coax the woman after I take a shower, get out of the way." His woman, with a nose like it, is very sensitive and picky, and only likes to smell the body wash she bought on him.

"Ooooooooooo!"

"I haven't settled with you for taking photo of her with her. Go away. I don't want to see you now."

"Ooooooooooo!"

"What are you running around with a green hat in your mouth?"

Seeing that his master was still not enlightened, the Mafia was furious, and simply jumped downstairs to lie down on the coffee table in the lobby, breathing hard and sticking out his tongue.

His master moved suspiciously and walked to the coffee table.

A note was pressed on the table.

Not for him.

It should be said that not a word was left for him.

Not a word was said to him.

Even deliberately ignore his existence.

"Major nurse,

I'm going on a business trip with Director Shu today.

May not go home tonight.

Bibimbap for the Mafia will be your trouble.

It wants to eat bibimbap today, the kind with more sliced ​​raw meat.

Small money stay. "

"Damn it! Who allowed her to go on a business trip with the loser? What the hell is she talking about!" No wonder the mafia is running around in front of his eyes with a cuckold, bastard!
"Ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!One person and one night are romantic, these things are not owed to each other, how wonderful!Ha ha ha ha!

Your wife and I are very close. She even knows what I eat. It’s useless to lure and lure me. We have a good understanding. She didn’t say a word about you. Hey, you Said that you are not as good as me in front of her!jealous?Depressed?Confused?
Squinting, the young master glared at his gloating pet dog, raised a pen to cross out two notes from the little maid, added a few more words, and dropped the pen with a "sigh", before taking a bath, let alone changing the wrinkled suit jacket, he opened the door Just ran to the garage.

The little maid's note floated down from the table, and the bibimbap and raw meat were all drawn by the young master with a swipe of the pen. He only scribbled on the back, but the mafia almost slipped out Two lines of tears...

"white"

It wants to eat... vegetarian today.

, Young master, you are abusing pets plus revenge, right?

(End of this chapter)