Discipline traitor husband

Chapter 351 Choice (5)
She stood there, staring blankly, until she knelt down on the ground for a long time, "Girl, I would like to follow you without asking for a penny, as long as I eat and drink. In this villa, there are things I like to do, and I am very free." .”

"Don't you miss your family?" Bu Youran asked tentatively.

"To them, I was just a burden. Back then, my mother wanted to sell me into a brothel in order to pay off my father's debts. She was finally rescued, but because my brother had no money to get married, she sold me to a prostitute. , if I hadn’t met Young Master Yu, I’m afraid I wouldn’t know whether to live or die today.” Xiaomi said sadly.

Bu Youran sighed, it was like this in ancient times, fate cannot be controlled by oneself, there are too many constraints, if the little girl in front of her hadn't been forced into a desperate situation, she would not have been so unfeeling to them.

"Girl?" Xiaomi looked up, with tears in his eyes.

Bu Youran stepped forward to help her up, trying to pull her hand, but she pulled it back.

She shyly said, "My servant's hands are dirty."

Bu Youran smiled, "If I hadn't seen you, I wouldn't have asked you all these things."

Xiaomi looked at her in shock.

"I want to make an agreement with you. After I leave, you will be in charge of this villa until someone comes to claim it. Is it okay?"

"How, how did this happen? I'm just a maid, and I don't understand..."

Bu Youran interrupted her, "Don't be afraid if you don't know how to run the business, I'm just afraid that you don't love the villa at all. I can see that you regard this place as your home. How can a person who loves his home let it be destroyed? Do your best to protect it."

Xiaomi remained silent, but her firm eyes had already given Bu Youran the answer she wanted.

Bu Youran smiled, "From tomorrow onwards, I will teach you some financial statements. If you want to be in charge in the future, you must understand these. In addition, you also need some socializing."

"……Um."

……

The sun sets in the west, and the sun rises in the east, repeating this, day and night changing, but two or three days have passed, and until the seventh day, Xiao Zhao's excitement is completely wiped out, and he is like a defeated rooster all day long, lifeless.

Everything in Ancheng is as usual, but just 500 meters away from here, people are wearing red dresses, and even the men are wearing pink robes with flamboyant bags. Celebrations, singing and dancing, are all lively.

"Have you heard? The princess is getting married."

"It is said that the son-in-law is from Ancheng."

"Don't talk nonsense, how can the son-in-law be from a small place like us."

"I heard that the son-in-law is not from the same country, and he is a high-ranking man in this marriage."

"Marrying a princess is equivalent to hugging a golden mountain. He won't have to worry about it for a few lifetimes. No one will refuse whoever he is."

"..."

There were noisy discussions and different opinions, but judging from the current situation, what they said was not unreasonable, nor did they distort the facts.

It's just that I don't know how the people involved in the discussion feel when they hear this?
"Hey." Xiao Zhao sighed for an indefinite number of times.

Bu Youran and Xiaomi who were sitting on the desk on the other side looked up at her.

"Are you planning to tear through this room?" Bu Youran said helplessly.

"I want to sigh, and then play it back to me directly." Xiao Zhao stood up, "I don't understand, I have the right time, place and people, what's the difference? I've been thinking about it for a few days, but I can't figure it out. "

Bu Youran stared at her, "What's the difference? It's just a muscle!"

"A tendon? What kind of tendon? A rubber band? A hair tie?" Xiao Zhao actually took it seriously.

(End of this chapter)