Please Take Care of Me, Young Master Quan

  Chapter 10 Wisdom is close to demons, demons want to eat people

  After Shen Chunjiang left, Housekeeper Zhou was still there. After all, Yang Lan had some scruples and didn't dare to curse. She just gave Shen Yu a hateful look, then turned and went back to her room.

   "Doesn't it feel good to play with people in applause without saying a word?" Shen Yan sneered.

  Shen Wei answered "Yes" secretly in her heart, but her expression was still submissive, appearing non-aggressive.

   It was this lovely and pitiful look that fooled her father, and Shen Yan gritted her teeth with hatred.

   "Shen Wei, just wait, one day, I will peel off your hypocritical skin with my own hands, and let everyone see what you are!"

  Okay, if you have the ability, you will reveal it.

  Excitement surged in the blood, but fear was revealed on the face, and Shen Yu swayed freely.

   "Pretending to be disgusting! It's so disgusting—" After Shen Yan roared, she turned around and ran upstairs, her body was burning with anger, but her back looked a bit embarrassed.

  Shen Wei raised his head at the right time, his eyes were blank.

  Zhou Qingfu has been secretly paying attention to the expression of this "Third Miss", and can't find any traces of embarrassment on her face. It seems that she doesn't understand the cruel words of Second Miss, or doesn't listen at all?

   Steward Zhou's eyelids twitched, and he couldn't help but think of the day when he took Shen Yu home...

  The alley is deep and the alley is dark. A girl in a white dress drags an old and outdated trolley case and walks out slowly from it. She has long black hair and clear eyes. The sun hit her pale face, which is almost transparent.

  She is very thin and looks like a bamboo pole from a distance, as if it will fall down when the wind blows.

  The weak posture is inexplicably pitiful.

  Zhou Qingfu was absent-minded for a moment, and he finally understood why the husband would take her back to the Shen family against all odds.

  The more powerful a man is, the more he likes to be clinged to.

  It’s like a big tree, which is already very strong and has a straight trunk. If there is no dodder to cling to, wouldn’t it lose its wildness in vain?

  Zhou Qingfu respectfully called Miss San.

  The girl was a little embarrassed, but not panicked.

  He opened the car door for her, and she bowed and sat in, immature, yet stylish, and kind.

  On the way, she didn't take the initiative to talk to him, or ask him about things. She wasn't flattering, but she didn't give people the feeling of being too arrogant.

   Not salty or light, just right.

  Every move, click to stop.

   Zhou Qingfu is not young anymore, and his memory is not very good, but the scene of that day seems to be deeply imprinted in his mind, so small that he can remember every detail clearly.

   This girl...

  Either you are really stupid, or you are pretending to be stupid.

   Subconsciously, he didn't want to believe in the second possibility, how deep scheming and quirky emotions could be disguised so perfectly?

  Smart, close to demon.

   And the demon wants to eat people.

   "Butler Zhou? Is there... something on my face? Why do you keep staring at me?" The girl smiled sweetly.

  Zhou Qingfu suddenly lowered his head, "Sorry, Miss San."

"It doesn't matter."

   "Then I'll go to work first."

   Shen Yu nodded.

  After Zhou Qingfu left, a servant stepped forward, "Miss San, what about these things..."

  Shen Wei glanced at the cheap daily necessities spread out on the coffee table, "Throw it away."

   She used these things in her previous life, and she will not repeat the same mistakes in this life.

  Yang Lan wants to play house fighting, no problem, she will accompany her to the end.

  In the afternoon, the room was filled with brand new daily necessities, from shampoo to moisturizing water, all of which were prepared for her according to Shen Yan's specifications.

   After dinner, Yang Lan handed her a cash check with a cold face.

  Shen Yu took it over—

   Very good, one hundred thousand yuan.

  (end of this chapter)