The True Mistress Has A Thousand Hidden Identities

Steward Luo snorted: "You have a big temper."

If you are someone else, you can't ask for it for a long time, so thankful, right? This Yunci seems to have agreed to her plea, and the whole person is full of arrogance.

It was the first time that Steward Luo met such a person, and she became very interested in her heart.

"Then you will go back and pack your things right away, so you don't have to live here anymore."

Yunci went back to the room to pack her clothes, and she walked through it empty-handed. In fact, there weren't many things. One bag was done.

Zhizhi asked timidly next to him: "Do you really want to go with Steward Luo? She is terrible, you have to be careful."

Yunci stuffed his clothes into his bag, closed the zipper, and nodded with a smile at Zhizhi, "Thank you, I will come to see you when I have time."

To be honest, Zhizhi has been taking care of her since she came here, and she will remember this kindness in her heart.

Zhizhi hugged Yunci and couldn't help sobbing.

Yun Ci always didn't like being touched casually, but at the moment he didn't push her away, until she finished crying, Yun Ci said goodbye to her, and then left with her bag.

Yunci lived with Steward Luo in Qianshuiyuan. Being able to be Steward Luo's assistant would have more rights, closer to the laboratory and the three kings, and easier to move in the future.

However, she can no longer deliver food to Dongtang Chiyou every day like before.

Dark underground prison.

Dongtang shrank tightly in the corner and buried his head in his knees until he heard the footsteps fade away. Then he raised his head cautiously and saw a meal in front of him.

He only glanced at it and didn't touch it. Instead, he picked up the debris on the ground, held it tightly, and turned around to engrave a name on the wall-A Ci.

On the third day, Aci didn't even bring him food.

Won't she come again?

Does he want her anymore?

Dongtang Chi You held the fragments into his palm, hugged his body little by little, shrank into a thin ball, his heart became extremely sensitive and inferior.

He was too afraid of being discarded.

Too afraid to have the warmth and lose it.

In the hall, Yunci was sitting at a long table, propped his head in one hand, paper and pen in the other, calculating the items needed in the Nineteen Villas, and then handing them to the people below to purchase.

She noticed that there were body bags in the items needed. Maybe those Zhaoguo people who could not find the value would put them in such bags and throw them away.

What about Dongtang's parents?

"Do you know how to do it?" Steward Luo asked casually when she saw her in a daze.

Yunci handed the paper directly to her.

Steward Luo took a look and found that the items were clearly displayed, and she nodded in satisfaction, doing things neatly and seriously, which was pretty good.

"When shopping in the afternoon, I want to follow along." Yun Ci said suddenly.

Butler Luo glanced at Yunci with a scrutiny gaze: "What are you doing with you?"

Yunci shrugged: "I want to see, learn, and learn things. Anyway, I'm fine in the afternoon."

Steward Luo thought for a moment, and nodded as an agreement.

The purchase is to the servants and guards below.

Yun Ci got into the car with him.

Because of Steward Luo, the guards treated her very courteously, and came up to her to say a few words from time to time.

Yun Ci bends his eyebrows, endures his irritation, and agrees with them. Seeing that they are chatting with excitement, he slowly changes the subject, put on a curious posture, and asks: "Why do you buy so many body bags? When it comes to supplies, I feel terrible."