Chapter 222

Half an hour's drive to Sheshan garden, Nanxi quietly opened the door of the main building.

"Hello, madam."

A respectful greeting scared Nanxi almost out of her mind. Holding the porch, she asked someone to draw the peacock wall that was auspicious to open the door for a long time.

Housekeeper Zhong was also very frightened. He hurriedly apologized: "madam, I'm sorry. I didn't do things properly and surprised you."

Give Xiao Ying a wink, let Xiao Ying bring a soft chair and hold Nan Xi to sit on it. He used his hand as a fan to help Nanxi fan out the smell of wine.

"Go and cook some sober Soup for Mrs. Shao. Remember to cook bird's nest Lily soup in the morning to reduce the chance of Mrs. Shao's headache."

"Yes." Sakura was ordered to leave.

Nanxi leaned back in her chair and felt that the servant followed the Lord. Even housekeeper Zhong knew risk control and spoke by data.

After drinking Xiaoying's sober soup, Nanxi's heartbeat calmed down a little, and her brain became unexpectedly clear.

Covering his mouth with his hand, he whispered, "didn't Zhang Yichen come back?"

Peeking into the depths of the porch, the dim night light proved that he should not have come back.

"I'll be home at 9 o'clock."

Beautiful ideas are shattered by a cruel word. It's nine o'clock. It is proved that Zhang Yichen went home without other stay and activities after entertaining Canada.

According to the time when the mobile phone is on, it's 1:30 in the middle of the night. It's nearly five hours from 9:00 to 1:30. Based on the accumulated anger value of normal waiting, it may be at the peak.

With a long sigh of melancholy, I knew I would find another place to stay in the evening.

On second thought, the feeling of desolation comes from the heart. Shuian apartment is occupied by Huang Yi and Ren Feixia. Although they are playing in KTV, she can't ask them whether they will go back tonight. And since she has lent them a wedding house, it's not appropriate for her to go there again.

Yun Shang doesn't want to think about it. Even if he doesn't touch a drop of wine, he still has to let nanmu train all night. During the day, she had to face the strange old man Zhao Yu. She urgently needed a good rest.

Change the question and ask, "did he rest?"

Housekeeper Zhong smiled, folded his hands in front of him, half bowed and replied, "I haven't rested yet. I'm waiting for you."

Apricot eyes looked at the envy of housekeeper Zhong. Nanxi had no other feeling except creepy. It's not worth admiring. I must be waiting for her.

Pass the bowl to Sakura. How I want to borrow her room to rest. I'm afraid it will embarrass others and myself.

He braced himself up, grinded and hawed, washed his bath, and prayed that Zhang Yichen would sleep first.

Dry your hair with your eyelids in a fight, put on your silk pajamas, walk out of the bathroom and move forward bravely towards the study with the light still on.

Don't want to go back to the bedroom and pretend to sleep. It's fantastic in the field controlled by others' fingerprints. Just let everything go lightly.

Standing in front of the study, he knocked on the open door, and a cold response came from inside: "enter."

Nanxi closed her eyes and took a deep breath. She opened her apricot eyes and lifted her arms to smell the wine on her body. She basically washed it clean.

I fight a strong array in my heart and meditate at the bottom of my heart: Wang Ba draws a map and ghosts (turtles) talk.

When she approached and saw each other's indifferent and alienated eyes, Nanxi had only one left in her heart: Wang Ba bit her hand and couldn't run.

Withstanding the high pressure, he showed a sincere and innocent smile and asked, "brother Yichen is still busy?"

"Yes." Zhang Yichen's attention returned to the computer.

How did Nanxi feel that he seemed to stare at her before looking at the computer? What is the minimum quality of the CEO of Tangtang Tianyu?

After spitting for a few seconds, Nanxi went to the back of the chair Zhang Yichen sat and put his hands on his shoulders.

His shoulders were obviously stiff, and the computer screen reflected that his Adam's apple slipped twice quickly. The pink and tender lip flap evokes a shallow radian, and the bottom of the apricot eye flashes the color of winning ticket.

Press his hands regularly to help him relax his muscles. The filial son who had been photographed to massage the elderly before, coupled with grandma Zhang's body, Nanxi has specially learned massage techniques, which is absolutely no worse than housekeeper Zhang.

She pressed it hard for twenty minutes. The other party began to respond a little. Then she enjoyed it silently and was busy with what she was doing. It seemed that she was used to being served so attentively.

Yes, Zhang Yichen has at least ten nutritionists and body conditioners accompanying him on every business trip, both at home and abroad. He has self-discipline, fitness and extreme sports.

I made a mistake and chose the wrong direction to break.

But when she raised her hand a little and was ready to stop her unproductive behavior, a light smile came: "Oh, continue, don't stop."

Nanxi looked at the time through the computer screen. It was 2:30 immediately. She held back her yawn. She silently planned to press 2:40 and go to bed.

In this way, Yu Qing and Li compensated Zhang Yichen for waiting for her for more than four hours, 20 minutes for four hours, which seems a little

There's no need to care about the details. She's doing hard work. Wang Ba sits comfortably and waits for her. Of course, it can be offset multiple times.

In the remaining ten minutes, Nanxi decided to impress people with details.

"Boss, are you comfortable? Do you have a card?" at the end, Nanxi said naughtily. He can't maintain the dead atmosphere from beginning to end.

"Need a card?" the sword eyebrow provoked.

Honest and reliable · Xiaoxi flattered on her face and shook her head: "you don't need to. Let me have a good sleep to offset the consumption."

"Have you pressed others?"

Leng Jun's face turned to her. Nanxi blinked blankly and wanted to answer honestly. She only pressed grandma Zhang and her acting needs.

Then the danger signal at the bottom of each other's eyes alerted her. She can't tell the truth. If any words offend Wang Ba, she won't work hard in vain.

The incarnation is honest and reliable. Xiaoxi smiled and said, "others don't deserve it."

It seemed that Zhang Yichen was satisfied with her answer. She held her two slender jade hands and helped her move her joints.

"Sleepy?"

Nanxi pursed her wronged lips and nodded, "well, sleepy."

"Go to bed, don't stay up late with me." Zhang Yichen took the initiative to release his hand.

Nanxi looked at the empty hand and was stunned. Her conscience ran out untimely and asked, "don't you sleep?" she hoped that Zhang Yichen would hurt her a few words. At least she could go back to the house and sleep in peace of mind.

"Things in hand need to be busy for a while. Go first." Zhang Yichen focused on typing down a line of code, and then responded to Nanxi's only fast-paced keyboard sound.

"Well, rest early and good night."

Nanxi walked out of the study and stood at the door for a few seconds. After being condemned by conscience for a few seconds, she chose to go back to the bedroom heartlessly.

Lying on the soft bed, I may be really sleepy and close my eyes. Once people fall into extreme fatigue, dreams will also be very tired. It is easy to have dreams that consume energy, and switch scenes very quickly.

Nanxi can't remember what she dreamed. She just remembers that she was panting with fatigue in her dream, as if she was busy with several things at the same time.

When I woke up, it was still dark outside the window. I got up and looked at the watch on the bedside table. It was 3:20. I slept for less than half an hour, but I felt I slept for a long time.

Not liberated at all, but a little dizzy.

Press your temples with your hands, rub your eyes and lie back in bed. Looking at the other half of the empty bed, nanmu scolded her three years ago: "I admit you are very hard, but Yichen always pays where you can't see and paves the way for you."

Nanxi's eyes may have just been rubbed hard, sour and hot. At that time, I was sniffing at it. I didn't expect that I couldn't endure the precipitation of time. I had great stamina.

He sat up again, stroked his hair back distractedly, got out of bed and went downstairs.

Housekeeper Zhong had asked Nanxi to arrange to go to bed, leaving two maids on duty. The two little girls also fell asleep vaguely leaning against the entrance of the rotating stairs.

Nanxi walked past them silently, came to the water table in front of the kitchen and squatted down to rummage through the cabinets.

"Young lady, what are you looking for?"

After listening to too many dirty words, Yang Panpan almost slipped out of his mouth with a greeting and helplessly raised his eyes to look at the sleepy little maid. Deeply suspicious, housekeeper Zhong and they have received professional training: on 100 ways to scare young lady to death.

She may be used to living alone. There will be no interference from others in her rest life, which means no one comes out to scare her.

"Where is the tea?"

The two maids walked into the water table one after another and took out more than a dozen cans of tea with light hands and feet.

Nanxi stopped them and said, "tomorrow, Longjing?" it's better to stay up late and drink green tea.

"Just a moment, I'll see." the responding maid glanced at the table and tiptoed to reach the compartment above.

He opened it, reached out to the deep pot and tried several times, because he was limited in height and couldn't touch it.

Nanxi looked at BAHA's hand with the maid and asked, "is that can in it?"

"Yes, madam."

Nanxi tried to help her on tiptoe. She could barely touch the edge of the jar and couldn't hook it out.

Seeing this, the maid hurriedly said, "be careful. Please wait a moment. I'll move a stool."

Nanxi gave up her efforts and glanced at the types of tea that had been taken out on the table, focusing on the tea pot labeled with [silver coins].

"Make silver coins."

"OK." the maid promised softly. I just hope the strange young lady's personal settings on TV are not pretending. Don't trouble them.

When a pot of tea is brewed, it gives off a faint fragrance. Nanxi put seven Sesame Cookies into a transparent glass plate, put them in a circle, put them into a tray, and then put the teapot and cup next to them.

"I'll take it up." Nanxi took up the tray and arranged, "you go back to the auxiliary building to have a rest."

A little timid maid was dismissed for fear that the rest in Nanxi's mouth was forever.

Trembling to grasp the skirt, he explained: "thank you, madam. It's our turn to be on duty tonight."

Nanxi left with a tray.

The two maids wiped their sweat with relief and whispered to their partners: "don't sleep on duty in the future. Fortunately, Mrs. Shao found it. If housekeeper Zhong sees it, we must be punished."

"I see. I don't think housekeeper Zhong is the most terrible. If the young Lord sees it, we can pack up and leave."

"Be careful later."

"OK." when many maids first arrived, housekeeper Zhong warned them severely that they were forbidden to look directly at the little Lord and touch the little Lord's personal belongings except cleaning. They must keep a distance of 100 meters.

But looking at Zhang Yichen, who has a clean private life and a lot of money, it is inevitable that young girls will have many fantasies. Gradually, many people stepped aside because they peeped at Zhang Yichen or were distracted. After several deterrents, they only had the mind to do their own work.

Nanxi walked in gracefully in Zhang Yichen's shocked eyes and quietly arranged the teapot and cup.

Pour man handed it to Zhang Yichen, smiled brightly and said, "here comes the overtime energy supplement."

Zhang Yichen didn't move. Nanxi was worried. He put the water cup close to his thin lips and took out the tone of coaxing the child: "come on, open your mouth, sister feed you."

Zhang Yichen seemed to be very helpless, the corners of her mouth raised slightly, smiled, and her thin lips closed the tea cup in front of her. Nanxi raised the cup a little until he finished drinking.

Contentedly put back the teacup, pinch up a cookie and send it to Zhang Yichen's mouth again.

"I don't like sweets." Zhang Yichen opened his mouth.

Nanxi glanced at the man who didn't know how to cherish, and didn't get discouraged. "It's not sweet. It's a normal cookie. I've tasted it, especially brother Su and Yichen."

"Did you taste it?" Zhang Yichen questioned.

Under the sharp eyes of the other party, Nanxi half bent her apricot eyes with a guilty heart, moved back, sent the biscuits to the entrance and bit.

"Try it now."

As she thought, the pure peanut milk is full of taste buds and delicious. But as he said, it's sweet.

The facts were in front of her. Nanxi had to give up and continue to persuade her to eat.

After chewing and swallowing, Nanxi thought in a trance that Zhang Yichen doesn't like sweets, but the cook basically has one or two sweet but not greasy snacks for breakfast at home.

However, the dim sum that doesn't pay attention to every day can always cater to her favorite points.

Do you? Dessert for her special?

Nanxi fell madly, as if she had washed her mind, and pushed the teacup forward. "Brother Yichen drinks tea, and I asked the maid to send salty cakes again."

"OK." Zhang Yichen picked up the teacup with one hand and input the unfinished code into the computer with one hand.

Nanxi ran away in two steps, brought a chair and looked at the number combination in the computer.

When the maid came up with the cake again, she stared at Zhang Yichen and ate it.

Zhang Yichen thought she was going to have a rest. After a while, the little man was still with her.

As can be seen from her frequent yawns, she is very sleepy.

"Go to bed."

Nanxi shook her head and rubbed her yawning eyes. "I'll accompany you and wait for you to go back to the room."

Worried about being rejected, Nanxi hurriedly took out a curious look, stared at the computer screen and asked, "brother Yichen, what new code are you writing?"

"I'm studying an intelligent program for face recognition."

Hearing the not surprising answer, Nanxi's brain didn't turn much when she was half rested. She blurted out, "didn't that program exist long ago?"

Unable to understand the meaning of repeating and continuing to do this, he turned to see Zhang Yichen's tired look and covered his mouth with chagrin.

Xiake changed his mind and said, "brother Yichen did something for a special reason. Can you tell Xi'er the difference between the new program and common face recognition?"