Little Runaway Wife: President, Please Stop

Ye Qingcheng glanced at the European clock hanging on the wall, showing that the time was 9:00.

The sky outside was still sunny and sunny. At this time, the maid gently opened the door to prepare for cleaning.

I didn't expect Ye Qingcheng to wake up. On weekdays, ye Qingcheng sleeps until noon.

"Miss, you can wash first. Will you eat breakfast here or go to the restaurant?"

"All right," Ye Qingcheng replied casually, "I'll go down and eat."

Because of the strictness outside, ye Qingcheng had no good plan to escape. He simply slept every day and regained his energy.

Ye Qingcheng sat on the bed, thinking about something. The maid kept turning around in front of her.

Sweep the floor, wipe the table, and carefully clean the leather sofa with special tools.

Replace the water and fresh bouquet for the bouquet in the vase. Firstly, the villa has been uninhabited since it was bought. Putting a few suitable flowers makes it easier to purify the air. Secondly, it is to make the room look more elegant.

Some vases are often placed in the corners of this villa.

About three or five kinds of flowers.

One is the charming rose, whose flower fragrance has the function of relaxing nerves and relieving physical and mental fatigue.

Second, pure and flawless brandy, whose flower fragrance can sterilize and purify the air.

Third, it is a young daisy. It is delicate, pleasing to the eye, and has the effect of clearing the gallbladder and brightening the eyes.

The collocation of these words is scattered, and the amount of flowers is not much, which only plays the role of embellishment.

Otherwise, if the flower fragrance is too strong, it is easy to make people feel dizzy, which is counterproductive.

Ye Qingcheng noticed that the maid wrinkled her nose slightly when changing the bouquet in the vase on the bedside table.

"Pollen allergy?" Ye Qingcheng asked casually.

"Nothing..." the maid touched her nose with her hand. "She is slightly allergic to the aroma of orchids."

"Is it serious?" Ye Qingcheng sat up and saw some red spots on her bare white arm.

"It's not serious," the maid quickly waved her hand. "These flowers are not much. They're OK. They can subside in five minutes."

Ye Qingcheng nodded and said with concern, "if you feel uncomfortable, I'll help you find some ointment. You can apply some."

The maid waved her hand hurriedly and refused in Chinese with a strong English accent.

In Dongfang family, there is a strict boundary between servant and master.

She shouldn't have said too much to Ye Qingcheng, let alone dare to accept Ye Qingcheng's things.

These are what Ma Zai ordered. In fact, Dongfang Shijin is afraid of her tricks.

After washing, ye Qingcheng opened the bedroom door. Sure enough, the four bodyguards guarding the door disappeared.

Ye Qingcheng picked his eyebrows and was satisfied.

After a pleasant breakfast, there were eight foreign bodyguards in uniform at the door.

As long as you don't watch at her door.

Ye Qingcheng breathed a sigh of relief.

"Will you accompany me around the manor?" Ye Qingcheng had breakfast. The weather outside was good, and the most important thing was that she was in a good mood.

It's like when a person suddenly has a goal, he has motivation.

"OK."

The housekeeper opened the door for her. Obviously, the fingerprint password of the villa belongs to two people, Dongfang Shijin and the housekeeper.

On weekdays, Dongfang Shijin doesn't come, and there are no servants. He has to take care of the gardening and various affairs in such a big manor.

So the fingerprint lock naturally has his share.