My harem is a bit big

Earl Charles smiled and waved:

"Don't be poor, let Arthur take you back."

"Yes."

Chen Duoyu clasped his hands and turned around to leave the hall.

Outside the house, there are acres of flowers, plants and trees.

In addition to local varieties, there are also a small number of green plants grafted from the Great Eagle Empire.

Lilia walked out of the flowers and blocked the way:

"How about it? Father didn't give you any trouble today, did he?"

Chen Duoyu shook his head, stared at his charming red pupils, and said with a smile:

"What are you doing here?"

……

117 The trouble of vacuum

Lilia raised her beautiful eyebrows slightly and rolled her eyes at him.

She deliberately waited here, couldn't you see what it meant?

This guy is simply asking questions knowingly!

Lilia lowered her head shyly, her sight blocked by the mountain peaks, and she couldn't even see her toes:

"Um...father, did you say anything about us?"

Chen Duoyu jokingly shook his head:

"No."

"How is that possible? He must be..."

Before she finished speaking, Lilia noticed that Chen Duoyu had been laughing.

It suddenly dawned on him that the other party was lying to him.

This made her frown, feeling aggrieved:

"You...you are so evil!"

"Haha, I have a worse side."

Chen Duoyu raised his right hand and reached for his white hair.

Lilia hesitated for a moment but did not dodge.

He also took the initiative to come over and let him touch her.

It feels very silky and doesn't look like dry, split ends like old people's white hair.

Chen Duoyu's fingertips slid down from the ends of his hair.

Slide it across your forehead and across your cheeks.

Finally he slid to the bottom and gently pinched her chin.

Their eyes met, and there was a very ambiguous atmosphere in the air.

He looked at the distance between his lips, getting closer and closer.

A dry cough not far away forced the two of them to separate.

Earl Charles is like a ghost, appearing in the courtyard without knowing when:

"Mr. Chen, it's getting late. Go back quickly."

"Ang, okay."

Seeing that a good thing was ruined, she glared at her father complainingly.

The latter didn't lose his temper and watched Chen Duoyu go away.

Lilia is the daughter of Earl Charles' eldest wife.

After his beloved wife died of illness, he took her with him and raised her.

In a flash, more than ten years have passed.

Everything in the past seems to be vividly remembered.

It was really hard to let go of my daughter just like that.

……

Chen Duoyu came to the side door and got on Arthur's carriage.

The task of attending the appointment tonight has been accomplished.

Next, Earl Charles needs to make his own decision.

If he is obsessed with building multiple railroads.

Chen Duoyu doesn't mind secretly instigating other resistance forces to make small moves.

After more than half an hour, we arrived at Su Mansion.

He jumped out of the carriage and came to the gate.

Before entering the door, I heard the laughter of the maids:

"Xiao Cui, is the guy in the wing a fake monk?"

"Ah, can this still be fake?"

"Of course. I just listened to him reciting Buddhist scriptures when he passed by, and ended up pronouncing many words wrong."

"Really, hahahaha, then I'll go and take a look. I'll ask my cousin to pretend to be a monk and come here to eat and drink."

Hearing this, Chen Duoyu crossed the threshold and said:

"No need to go, pack your things and go home."

The maid saw clearly who was speaking and was so frightened that her legs weakened.

With a plop, he knelt down directly:

"Master, master, I was wrong! Don't drive me away!"

Her knees scraped the ground and she moved over, begging for mercy:

"Master, as long as you don't drive me away, you can do anything you want me to do!"

"You can do anything?"

The maid's eyes flickered, thinking that she might be lucky.

The master is so handsome, it’s not a bad idea to be a third-bedroom wife:

"Yes, as long as you ask, I can do anything you want!"

"Okay, let's do a set of math problems."

Such an answer immediately confused the maid:

"Ah, this...I don't know how to do this."

Chen Duoyu was condescending and snorted coldly:

"Okay, let me ask you two common sense of life. If you take sleeping pills and laxatives together, will you have diarrhea in your sleep? Is expired poison more poisonous, or is it less toxic?"

This kind of question is called common sense in life?

The maid opened her mouth in a daze, and she was completely dumbfounded:

"No... Master, this is both a poison and a laxative. It has nothing to do with my work, right?"

"Then whether the monk can read or not, what does it have to do with you?"

"..."

"After you get paid, pack your things and go home. Don't be an eyesore here."

Chen Duoyu called the foreman to handle the follow-up matters.

He immediately left everyone behind and headed towards the bedroom.

Maybe it was a whim, maybe the scene just now still remains in my mind.

Chen Duoyu returned, ran to the guest room and knocked on the door:

"It's me, open the door."

After a while, the vacuum opened the door.

He clasped his hands together with a respectful attitude:

"Amitabha, what are your orders from shopkeeper Chen?"

Vacuum didn't ask why the other party visited at night.

When he comes to see me, he probably has a mission to dispatch.

"No orders."

Chen Duoyu entered the house leisurely with his hands behind his back.

I caught a glimpse of candlelight flickering in the room, and a yellowed scripture:

"You can continue chanting, I will just listen."

Vacuum's expression froze, and he showed a rare embarrassed look:

"Shopkeeper Chen, this..."

Chen Duoyu was happy and found a chair to sit down:

"What are you afraid that you don't know enough words and I will laugh at you if you pronounce it wrong?"

Vacuum lowered his head and remained silent, which was regarded as acquiescence.