Chapter 156

Su Xiangwan said with a smile: "so, what does this have to do with you?"

"You don't care what it has to do with me! In a word, I won't let my husband be confused by women like you. I don't know what means you used, but sooner or later, Mr. Zhang will see your true face and purpose! "

Su Xiangwan droops her eyes and smiles.

It's ridiculous that someone who doesn't know her claims to know her.

Su Xiangwan put down his script and sat up: "Rong Ma, don't introduce it to me?"

Rong Ma immediately stepped forward and pulled the woman back: "you go down first."

"Rong Ma!" The woman was very angry and stamped her feet.

"Come on, get down first."

The woman snorted coldly, looked at Su Xiangwan fiercely, stepped on a pair of high-heeled shoes, turned and stormed downstairs.

Su Xiangwan poured himself a cup of fruit tea, enjoying a rare pleasure.

"Ma'am, her name is Han Jiaqing It's a servant, by rights. "

Su Xiangwan raised her eyebrows slightly.

Servants?

She didn't expect that.

"But there may be something special about her." Rong Ma spoke again.

"Her parents are also the servants of the Mu family. They used to serve for the old man, but in an accident later, they died in order to save him."

Hearing this, Su Xiangwan understood.

The loyal servant died, leaving only one young girl.

It's natural to be ashamed of the old man.

But after all, he is too old to take a young girl with him.

So considering that the age difference between the girl and Mu Beiting and Mu Chenzhou is not big, we put her and her brother together.

Naturally, from then on, we can't live without luxuriant clothes and luxuriant food.

After all, the most important thing about Mojia is money, and it will never treat the benefactor's legacy.

Seeing Su Xiangwan silent, Rong's mother couldn't help saying again: "Jiaqing, the child's parents have died since childhood, and no one has taught her, so she is a bit arrogant and capricious, but she has a good heart. Don't worry about her, madam."

Su Xiangwan gave her a smile and said, "I know."

Seeing this, Rong Ma didn't say any more and turned back.

Su Xiangwan didn't take it to heart, and continued to look at the script in his hand.

During the cold Che sent her a message, she did not return.

*

in the afternoon, Su Xiangwan was sleeping on the sofa.

The script slipped out of the good-looking little hand and fell on the carpet beside the sofa, half open.

It's rare to have a rest for a while and bask in the warm sunshine.

However, some people like to brush her presence in front of her.

Han Jiaqing changed into a set of clothes, pink split skirt, wearing a delicate pearl necklace.

And behind her were four maids.

A group of people appeared on the second floor and came towards Su in the evening.

Looking at the woman taking a nap on the sofa from afar, Han Jiaqing's eyes flashed a touch of jealousy.

This woman is so beautiful.

Just lying there casually, it looks like a painting, which makes people can't bear to disturb.

Heavily stepping on a pair of a few centimeters of small thin heels, issued a dada sound, Han Jiaqing went to the sofa opposite Su Xiangwan and sat down.

The four maids stood behind her like four King Kong.

In a daze, Su felt vaguely that someone was on the opposite sofa, his eyelids lifted, but he didn't open them.

Turn over, turn your back to the outside and continue to sleep.

I got up late last night and got up early in the morning. Aunt is also reluctant to part, she is really sleepy to die.

Han Jiaqing saw that she didn't move. She was very angry. She raised her hand and picked up the cup on the tea table. Then she put it down with a bang.

The cup hit the marble table with a sharp crash.

Su Xiangwan frowned and remained motionless.

Han Jiaqing looks a little ugly, grabs a pillow at her hand and smashes it heavily in the past.