Aunt Zhang was stunned for a moment, but she didn't know what Xiao Yan meant.

But the housekeeper understood, and his face turned ugly.

"Your salary has always been paid by the money my mother left me. It has nothing to do with that."

Xiao Yan rubbed his fingertips slowly on the back of a Zhao's hand and continued: "so, you can find the housekeeper, Mr. Xiao, Ms. Zhao, anyone you want. But - "

" no matter who you're looking for, I'm going to fire you today. "

Aunt Zhang's black and white eyes on the upper Xiao inkstone were somehow cold.

She is a typical bully. Now Xiao Yan's attitude is strong, and Aunt Zhang's spirit has long been dissipated. She looks at the housekeeper uneasily and prays for him to say something.

But where can the housekeeper care for her now?

He was looking at Xiao Yan in disbelief, wondering whether the teenager he had been monitoring for so many years was the same person as the man in front of him.

Which is the real Xiao Yan.

Is it really only half a year between Xiao Yan, who is like a little fool and has no idea and self, and the young man in front of him who is indifferent and indifferent?

"Young master."

steward slowly said, "you are the owner here, and everything here has the final say."

He fixed his eyes on Xiao Yan's expression.

Soon he saw that Xiao Yan seemed to be relieved, and happily took a Zhao's hand: "teacher, you see, I fired her."

"No one can bully you and make you unhappy."

"Are you happy now?"

Housekeeper:.... "

He had a headache and wanted to help his forehead.

He felt that he might have thought too much. Master Xiao Yan's rare success was obviously just for the sake of a smile.

He really thinks highly of each other.

Such a thing comes down, of course, there is no mind to eat.

Xiao Yan and a Zhao go back upstairs.

Instead of letting go of a Zhao's hand, Xiao Yan said, "I'm sorry, teacher. I've been pawned for a long time. I'd like to fire Aunt Zhang for a long time."

Where does a Zhao care about this?

She waved her hand: "what's the matter? I'm very happy that the teacher can help you. It's just

She looked hesitant.

"Just what?" Xiao Yan asked

"-- only, don't say that again."

Xiao Yan asked in a low voice: "what strange words? Why don't I understand the teacher? "

A Zhao Wei Jiong: "just, that is, what I am your most important person, can't make me unhappy..."

This is so numb that a Zhao is embarrassed to repeat it.

Xiao Yan but low smile out: "it is these words."

Ah Zhao nodded his head --

"however, this is not a strange word, nor a lie. It is the most real idea in my heart."

A Zhao: "it's just

That feeling came back.

His face was hot, his heart was slightly hot, and his blood seemed to flow faster than usual.

A Zhao opened his mouth and said, "I..."

She and I have been for a long time, and I don't know what I want to say.

Xiao Yan leaned over and gave her a firm hug.

"I know that the teacher is good to me, so I also want to be good to the teacher. I hope the teacher will always be happy..."

"Don't you like that, teacher?" His pathetic voice rings in a Zhao's ear.