"Young master, there is one more thing." However, the subordinates stood still, hesitated for a few seconds, and whispered, "the palace has called over and said that it is the lady who has been in bed for several days because of her poor health these days."

"Housekeeper Cheng hopes the young master can go back to see his wife. He said that his wife was in a bad mood. He saw her in tears several times when he delivered food to her. If the young master can go back to see his wife, she will get better soon. "

When I heard her sick, she couldn't get rid of the doctor's expression, but she couldn't get rid of the doctor's expression

"Besides, I have nothing to do with the palace family now."

The subordinates were stunned and looked up at Miyazawa. Seeing that his face was cold and motionless, he thought and tried to persuade him: "young master, madam, that's all angry words.". You are the only inheritor of the Gong family. How can you really have nothing to do with the Gong family? "

"I listen to the meaning of Uncle Cheng. After you packed your bags and left the palace house that day, your wife has already regretted it. It's just that the lady wants face. Even if she regrets, she can't call you back directly. "

That's why Mrs. Gong is sick again.

In fact, where is really sick.

But by this matter to Gong Ze from a step down, find an excuse to let him go back.

She had a quarrel with Gong Ze Li before, but later she also called the person back, and the relationship between mother and son was gradually restored.

This illness is the same as before.

"She's angry, I'm not." Gong Zeli's long and narrow Phoenix eyes were half narrowed, and his dark and dark eyes lifted up. His cool and thin eyes swept his subordinates and said, "you talk too much."

He had a very low voice and didn't sound emotional.

But the subordinate's back was momentarily cool, and a layer of cold sweat appeared on his forehead. He lowered his head in fear and said, "yes, Gong Shao, it's me who talks a lot."

Miyazawa from the narrow eyes narrowed into a straight line: "roll."

Where the subordinates dare to say anything more.

Immediately turned around, quickly walked out of the office, without a pause, a gust of wind like disappeared from the office.

A moment later.

The office closed slowly.

Gong Zeli took out his mobile phone, logged in to his wechat account, and opened his only friend in the small address book: mianmianmian is not soft and cute.

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