CEO,Cute Wife Comes

Ye Huanyan couldn't tell the truth of Linghan's words at the moment. She never felt that Ling Han was a man who would accept others' opinions with an open mind. He was always conceited.

"In fact, there are not many In other words, my face stinks a little... "

She lowered her head and carefully measured Linghan's reaction with the light from the corner of her eyes.

He lowered his head to put vegetables, a face of indifference, "continue."

Ye Huanyan coughed twice and bravely said, "you don't seem to remember the name of the former servants. Aunts are all shouting casually. What's wrong with the family is all implicated, and a group of people are in bad luck." She looked up at Ling Han and saw that he looked calm, and then she continued, "for example, this aromatherapy lamp incident is actually Amy stealing. Although other aunts are suspected of covering up, you should also find out why they are covering up. If someone comes to complain in front of you, you can't remember who stole the things Arbor dismissed all these people. It's the same as what happened in the east window incident. It's just a matter of time, so they all have to... "

"Cough..." Ling Han's sudden cough startled ye Huanyan, and his face suddenly turned white,

"I I'm just casual In this way... "

She looked at Ling Han, but found that there was no difference in his face, just took the water cup in hand and drank a sip of water.

"So, in fact, sometimes you can Change it. "

"Well."

Ling Han's voice is not big. She seems to have answered her, but she can't believe it.

"Actually, we don't need too many servants. Lingling can be busy alone. You can remember her name Don't worry... "

Ling Han glanced at her, said so much, and came to such a conclusion that the woman's brain really did not know what to install, he looked light, "whatever you want, if you don't mind no one to serve, don't worry about trouble, the next group of servants don't have to look."

"I don't mind the trouble..." Ye Huanyan nodded quickly, "I always think it's better to have fewer people at home. If I can, I don't need a servant. In the past, there was only an aunt who helped cook..."

Ling Han's face suddenly became heavy.

"The family you are talking about is the Ling family or your former home."

Ye Huanyan was slightly stunned, and her smile froze on her face, "all Yes, my mother doesn't like having too many servants at home, so... "

Yes, it's no wonder that after Ling Dongming and Jiang Meilan got married, all the servants in the family were dismissed. Thinking of this, Ling Han's face was tinged with a trace of irony.

His mother, Wen Qingwan, was the daughter of a wealthy family. She was used to being served by people since she was a child, and so was Ling Dongming. So after the two married, the number of domestic servants in the family was always more than the others. Each of them performed their own duties. The cook would not help to wipe the floor, and the floor cleaner would not take part-time bath water. When Wen Qingwan was alive, there was even a girl from the countryside who helped her hold her dog.

"What kind of identity, what kind of life."

The stiff smile on ye Huanyan's face gradually disappeared. Although he didn't quite understand what he was saying, it was probably not a good word.

The harmonious atmosphere, which was once rare, was destroyed by a sentence. She didn't quite understand what influence Linghan's uncertain temperament was now. If it was really because of her own behavior half a year ago, the reaction would be too extreme.

At the end of the day, it wasn't him who suffered that night.

She lowered her head and no longer dared to speak. Lingling brought a bowl of black rice porridge and put it in front of Linghan. "Young master, the porridge is hot."

Ling Han glanced at Ye Huan Yan, who lowered his head without saying a word. He raised his hand to touch the edge of the bowl, and frowned, "it's too hot."

Lingling face a stiff, hastily reach out to carry, "I go to the kitchen to get a fan to cool for a while."

Seeing her look flustered, Ling Han's brain somehow thought of what ye Huanyan had just said, and he was a little puzzled. He was really too strict with the servants at ordinary times?

"Don't be busy. I still have a contract to see."

Ling Han stood up, scared Lingling all over a stiff, thought he was angry, shudder Shuo low head, a word did not dare to say, for fear of Linghan next sentence is not to come tomorrow.

Ye Huanyan couldn't see it. He murmured in a low voice, "it's just a little bit hot. It's not good to blow it. I don't care about this few minutes."

This fell in Ling Han's ear, he glanced at ye Huanyan, "Secretary ye, how much time? You can eat the porridge. I have something else to do

The door of the study on the second floor was closed with a click. His indifference seemed to have left a trace of chill in the living room and dining room. Lingling looked at the porridge on the table and sipped her lips, "Miss ye, I'll go to serve you a bowl again."

"No, he didn't eat this bowl either."

Ye Huanyan picked up the bowl of porridge in front of Linghan, put it in front of him and scooped it into his mouth with a spoon. After drinking two mouthfuls, he felt that Lingling was still standing on the side with a frightened look. In his heart, he knew that she had been fired by the previous group of servants, which made her feel very uneasy. She has been doing all kinds of things recently It's a yes man."Well, Lingling, put the porridge in a bowl and let it hang for a while. I'll send it to the young master later."

Lingling, if granted amnesty, imitates a stone in the Buddha's heart and looks at ye Huanyan gratefully. "OK, I'll go now. Thank you, Miss Ye."

Looking at Lingling's back, ye Huanyan is somewhat melancholy. The servant's mind is actually very simple. The owner likes to eat his own food, and there is nothing wrong with him.

However, Linghan never praises others. After eating porridge, they brought it to him, and he stopped drinking it, which inevitably made the little girl flustered.

After dinner, ye Huanyan stretched out at the table. Ling Han was not around her. She was inexplicably comfortable. She was about to go back to her room to have a rest. Lingling brought a bowl of porridge from the kitchen with some snacks. She looked at ye Huanyan expectantly.

At the moment, ye Huanyan regretted that she had promised Lingling to deliver her porridge. She looked at the study on the second floor and sighed silently.

Since moving to the guest room, it has been a week since I moved to the guest room. It seems that the two people are at peace with each other. At this moment, when he carries this bowl of porridge, he always feels that one of them will bump into Linghan's strange temper. When he hits the gun, he thinks that he is in trouble and mentions to move back to his old house?

"Miss ye..." Lingling stares at her wrongly.

"Give me Give it to me. " Ye Huanyan gritted her teeth, took the plate from Lingling's hand, took a deep breath, and took a step.

The solid wood stairs are covered with soft carpet. It's very comfortable to step on it. It's like stepping on the green grass. Ye Huanyan's heart is beating a drum. Today's Linghan is not the same as usual, and his attitude towards himself is not as strong as usual. It's hard to have a chat with her today.

All this gave her a premonition of the eve of a storm.

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