The housekeeper was embarrassed and could not help saying, "Sir, didn't you just send a letter to several householders to say 'sweep the snow in front of your door'

"How can I prepare for the family summit like this? According to what my father used to do, how to arrange. "

Tang Ke smelt the speech and cursed secretly. How did he know that a mad woman would come out and dare to whip him dozens of times with a whip? I'm not afraid.

Thinking of the woman, Tang Ke frowned slightly and asked the housekeeper, "what's the matter with the mansion in the sky city? Isn't it my father's legacy? "

The housekeeper shook his head, but he knew little about it: "the old slave didn't know very well. He only knew that when the former owner was still alive, he had been taking care of the mansion, but he had no idea of moving in."

It's not his own house. What does his father do? And the annual maintenance costs are surprisingly high. Is his father a philanthropist? Spend a lot of money to take care of other people's houses? Are you kidding?

But faintly, Tang Ke is aware of a little wrong again.

"Help me to my study."

Housekeeper:.... " You really look OK.

The housekeeper could not help but feel that tonk was a playwright.

After helping people to the past, Tang Ke rummages through the information left by his father in his study. Apart from the company's confidential documents and the property certificates of various industries, there is no other redundant information at all.

Is he thinking too much?

Or is there a secret that his father didn't leave any information, just word of mouth?

Don't understand.

Thinking of that woman, Tang Ke pulled the corners of his mouth, which made his body spasm with pain. A trace of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes: "I will ask these people to know who the emperor's heaven is!"

Housekeeper:.... "

How dare you to deal with other people?

You can stop it. The former owner didn't do as well as you before he died.

*Br >

, Duan chubai's housekeeper also arranged a few table for them.

As the son of a famous chef, Cao Yushu can't do it, but he has a strong appreciation ability. Every time he eats a dish, he keeps nodding: "it's very good. The level is not below my father's level! This is also delicious Su Ruan Xingye, eat more. "

Bai Chuwei doesn't have much demand for food. She takes a few mouthfuls at will. She raises her eyes to housekeeper Li and asks casually, "has that man come back?"

Li housekeeper Leng for a moment, immediately respond: "Miss said is Mr. Wei?"

Hearing this, Duan Xingye immediately cocked up his ears to eavesdrop.

Li recalled and said with a smile, "seven or eight years ago, Mr. Wei came back once and never came again."

"Is it?" Bai Chuwei has a light tone.

The pet fox has been gone for more than 20 years.

In this world, she has always been lonely, whether it is a person or a pet has a life span, can not be the same as her with heaven and earth.

Duan Xingye made a big alarm. This is not a good omen.

Duan Xingye stealthily took out his mobile phone and sent a wechat to his fourth uncle.

[Xingye Liaoyuan: fourth uncle, you'd better give up thinking about the little fairy. I found that she has been thinking about a man for seven or eight years. You have no chance of winning. ][Duan Feihan: I'm freezing your bank card now. Do you believe it? ]

as soon as Duan Xingye saw this, he immediately withdrew the sentence he had just said and quickly added a sentence.

[Xingye Liaoyuan: come on, fourth uncle, you can do it. ]

Oh, it turns out that there is more than one white moon in her mind.

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