CEO Loves Sweetheart Fiercely

Returning to yuzhai again, it seems like an afterlife.

The maids saw her more warmly than they saw Fang Roumei.

Yu Zhengxi did not respond to this, but this phenomenon greatly angered Fang Roumei.

"From today on, Jiang Qingyuan has come in as a maid. If I find that someone treats her differently, you can go back and eat yourself." Fang Rou Mei made a cruel remark. She looked like Luocha, and all the servants were silent.

When Jiang Qingyuan heard the speech, she did not say much. She spontaneously left the servants a little farther away. This was a battle between her and Fang Roumei. She did not want to tear down other innocent people.

The servants looked at each other. Although they didn't know what had happened, Fang Rou Mei's practice was acquiesced in the view of his young master's attitude. Although there were many doubts in her heart, no one put it forward in the middle of winter.

Fang Roumei seems to feel that her power is not enough. She raises her chin to Jiang Qingyuan, and raises a smile of pride. "In order to let you get familiar with this place as soon as possible, let's clean up the whole house today."

People with a clear eye know that this is making trouble. How long has Jiang Qingyuan lived here? Is there any place you are not familiar with? What's more, the luxury of yuzhai is obvious to all. Jiang Qingyuan should be allowed to complete the work that only five or six people can finish on weekdays. Moreover, it is almost noon, which is too much.

However, Jiang Qingyuan seemed to be afraid that she would go back on her regret, so she quickly responded, "I understand."

Jiang Qingyuan clearly should be under, but Fang Roumei seems to feel that it is not enough, "do not do it when you understand it?"

In the eyes of all, Jiang Qingyuan picked up the tools and began to clean the huge house.

On that day, Jiang Qingyuan cleaned the house until 4 a.m. After cleaning the attic, Jiang Qingyuan had no strength to go back to the servant's room. She fell asleep at the foot of the door.

The next day, or a little maid rushed to find her out.

"Miss Jiang, why are you here? Hurry up, Miss Fang wants you to make breakfast. I can't find you. I'm angry! " The visitor looked very urgent, anxious out of a sweat, see her subconsciously still called out the old name.

Jiang Qingyuan frowned and rubbed her face. She probably guessed that Fang Roumei had come up with a way to fix her. She stopped and said to the little maid, "don't call me Miss Jiang, call me Xiaoqing."

As the little maid said, Fang Rou Mei was furious. Seeing Jiang Qingyuan coming, she turned her anger to her. "Jiang Qingyuan, you are so arrogant that you can make a breakfast and come out after a thousand calls?"

Jiang Qingyuan did not answer back, just said, "I will do it now."

"Who is it for now?"!? Xi Du has already gone to work. Can I still eat Fang Roumei tugged at the corners of her mouth and knocked on the table with her fingers. She said, "since the master has no food to eat, you don't have to eat today. In addition, in order to exercise your will, you will pull the grass for me today. Remember, I want you to pull it by hand, OK?"

Jiang Qingyuan sighed in her heart I see. "

"The answer is so low that people may misunderstand that our family is so poor that you can't afford a mouthful of food?" Fang Roumei never forgets to flaunt her master status.

Jiang Qingyuan took a deep breath and said in a loud voice, "I know!"

One morning, Jiang Qingyuan was tug of war with hunger and grass.

The sharp blade of grass cut Jiang Qingyuan's tender palms with blood, but what bothered her most was her uncomfortable belly and dizzy head.

"Don't be lazy for me!"

The sudden sound and a rude push made Jiang Qingyuan stagger and plunge into the haystack and turn back hard. Jiang Qingyuan sees Fang Roumei standing behind her umbrella, carrying A familiar lunch box.

Noting Jiang Qingyuan's line of sight, Fang Roumei curls her lips, "very familiar, right? It's familiar here, right? But how about familiarity? All this is not yours now. "

"Jiang Qingyuan, you remember that everything here, including your dignity, is stepping on my feet!"

Looking at Fang Roumei's figure far away, Jiang Qingyuan actually wants to say that if she uses that lunch box, Yu Zhengxi may not eat it. Now he hates her very much!

I don't know why. It's ridiculous and pathetic.

From noon to afternoon, Jiang Qingyuan finally couldn't bear the hunger and exposure to the sun and fainted once.

In a trance, Jiang Qingyuan felt that someone had wiped her face with an ice towel, someone had given her water to drink, someone had fed her some liquid food, and someone had taken balm and gently massaged her temples.

Finally, she eased over, but there was no one around, and it seemed that nothing had happened. Jiang Qingyuan saw the line on her chin and touched her head suspiciously. It was a straw hat.

Jiang Qingyuan raised her eyes and immediately someone turned her eyes. Her heart was moved. It's good. As long as there is a glimmer of hope, she will not give up.

Because of Jiang Qingyuan's approachability, although she usually did not deal with the servants, people liked her very much. Moreover, they noticed that when she was "Miss Jiang", her young master's temper was much better than now. Now Yu Zhengxi seems to be a changed person. She is silent and cold, which makes it difficult to understand his mind.We all miss the time when "Miss Jiang" was there, and they dare not come openly. Therefore, we can only express our concern in this way.

In the evening, the vast project was finally half finished. Even Jiang Qingyuan couldn't help admiring herself. It was just a matter of how to touch the water in the future with this ragged hand.

Suddenly there are footsteps coming, Jiang Qingyuan subconsciously tenses her body.

Now in this house, there is only one who dares to come directly to her.

When Jiang Yuan heard the voice of doubt, her eyes rang out.

"Xiaoqing?"

Jiang Qingyuan slowly turned her head and looked into the eyes of hoslin. "Why did you come?"

"I..." Looking at Jiang Qingyuan's pale face, huoshilin found that he longed to see her more than he imagined.

"Qi Zetian brought me in Sorry, I can't help it. Are you ok? "

Although asked so, hoslin understood that Jiang Qingyuan was not doing well at all.

"I..."

Jiang Qingyuan has not said anything, a sharp voice sounded.

"Jiang Qingyuan, you are very capable! Let you pull a grass, but also give me to hook up with men! If I don't come, are you going to stage the eighteen prohibitions here? "

For Fang Roumei's words, hoslin and Jiang Qingyuan made two reactions respectively.

Jiang Qingyuan subconsciously pushed huosilin away, "brother Huo, you go back first."

However, huosilin grabs Jiang Qingyuan's small hand. Seeing the bloody palm, huoshilin gnashed his teeth and said, "they dare to do this to you!"

He knew that her life would never be easy, weeding? What's the age of it? Are there people pulling grass by hand? Or in this hot day, there is no sun protection measures, it seems that she is the only one pulling grass I want to kill her!

"Well, what do you know? She said that she wanted to be a servant, so she took the one early in the morning and gave it to us. It turned out that she was sleeping late in the attic. She just punished her for not eating and pulling grass for a day, which was light enough... "

Seeing horslen's face changed, Fang Rou Mei remembered that this man was not an ordinary hypocrite. If he was annoyed, he would start to beat people!

"Good, good." Huo Si Lin said two very good one after another, suddenly sneered and grabbed Fang Roumei's wrist.

"Brother Huo!" Jiang Qingyuan realized that something was going to happen, so she stopped horslen, but it was too late.

Just listen to a crisp "click" sound, Fang Roumei's hand even soft down.

"Ah --"

no one noticed that there were two people standing not far away. Yu Zhengxi stopped when he saw that hoslin was unwilling to continue to break Fang Roumei's other hand.

"That's enough, President Huo. Don't forget, this is my place."

Jiang Qingyuan heard the sound, her body was shocked, and she suddenly looked up to Yu Zhengxi's direction.

There he stood, dressed in black, almost in the shadow.

Fang Rou Mei saw that the mountain was coming. She ran away and ran to Yu Zhengxi's side. "Xi, he broke my hand and killed him, damn barbarian!"

No one said anything. Everyone looked at Fang Rou Mei, as if they were watching monkey play.

Fang Roumei originally hoped that Yu Zhengxi could "administer justice" for her. However, after contacting Yu Zhengxi's cold sight, she could not help but shudder and lowered her head.

Qi Zetian hurriedly came over to pull huoshilin away, but he didn't move.

Jiang Qingyuan couldn't help saying, "brother Huo, you'd better go. I'm ok. You can see my body is so strong!"

Jiang Qingyuan patted her face, trying to make herself look better, but she forgot that her hands were full of grass juice and blood.

For a moment, Jiang Qingyuan's face became particularly "wonderful", and even Qi Zetian couldn't help sighing, as if to say "what's the trouble?".

After several hundred rounds of entanglement through the air and Jiang Qingyuan's sight, hoslin opened his eyes.

This stubborn woman.

Looking back at Yu Zhengxi again, he still stood there, a face of indifference.

Hoslin breathed out a melancholy breath and went to Yu Zhengxi's side. Fang Rou Mei is afraid of him, and as soon as she gets close, she hides far away.

"Yu Zhengxi." Hoslin looked at Yu Zhengxi's indifferent eyes and said, "if you don't cherish her, one day you will regret it."

Yu Zhengxi's eyes flashed, and finally he didn't say anything.

When hoslin left, everything seemed to have changed, and everything seemed to have changed.

Jiang Qingyuan didn't understand. Anyway, she was saved that night and even her wound was taken care of. However, maybe she was hungry for too long. When eating fish for dinner, Jiang Qingyuan vomited when she smelled the fishy smell.

Looking at the well cooked fish, Jiang Qingyuan felt a great pity, but did not move the idea of the fish.

At this time, Jiang Qingyuan didn't know that a new life was gestating in her flat stomach