Chapter 3

"Where to?" Su Leyao looks alert.

"Now that you are the legal wife of the young master, you will naturally go home with him." There was no trace of a joke on Liu Bai's serious face. Su Leyao just thought it was ridiculous.

"I'll go home first." She was just forced to sign, OK?

"Young lady, please don't embarrass me." The attitude is respectful, but the tone is not allow Su Leyao to refuse.

Half an hour later, Su Leyao was already in the magnificent castle.

Two rows of maids in uniform clothes stood respectfully, and Huangfu Yuyang was pushed into the study by Liubai.

Su Leyao, who is hanging out, feels like granny Liu visiting Grand View Garden. His doubts are even more serious. What kind of woman does Huangfu want in order to control Yang? Why did he choose her?

"Hello, young lady. I'm the housekeeper of Shengtian Aoyu. My name is Li Cai. If you don't mind, you can call me aunt CAI. " A 50-60-year-old man with golden rimmed eyes, white temples and sharp eyes came to her.

"Hello, aunt CAI." The old man's voice was respectful, but it was born with dignity.

Her title as a young lady is puzzling and she deserves it.

"Young lady, please tell me if you have anything. The young master is dealing with official business in his study. Will he come out for a while. Young lady, would you like to go back to your room and have a rest first? " Aunt Cai explained and proposed.

"Good, good." Su Leyao pulled the corner of his mouth, but couldn't squeeze out a smile.

Under the guidance of aunt Cai, Su Leyao comes to the second floor. Such a large space without redundant furnishings, mainly to simple. But the paintings on the wall and the vases in the corner all show low-key luxury.

"Young lady, please help yourself." After aunt Cai left, Su Leyao finally had the space to be alone.

He slumped down on the sofa and pinched his thighs. The pain let her know that it was all true, not a dream.

Su Leyao is a professional habit. When he thinks about it, he likes to take a pen and turn around.

How do you know, the pen flew up, leaped over her and fell into the gap behind the sofa.

Su Leyao kneels on the sofa, kicks his butt, and reaches for the pen between the cracks. Everything here looks very valuable, and that pen looks very valuable.

She can't afford it with her meager income.

Just then, a voice rang out: "what are you doing?"

Su Leyao is startled. He looks up and screams and falls down.

"Ah..."

The expected pain was not strong, but a strange breath surrounded her.

Open an eye quietly, the chin of resolute is showing domineering.

"Ah..." He fell on Huangfu Yuyang in a difficult posture. Su Leyao was so scared that he screamed again.

"Su Leyao, would you like to have a try again?" There was a trace of pain in the repressed voice, and the pretty matchless face was very tight.

Four eyes opposite, Su Leyao was shocked by the anger in his eyes, obedient shut up.

There is a hard binding on the back of the head, which is very uncomfortable and seems to be getting bigger.

When he realized what it was, Su Leyao's whole face turned red instantly, just like a shrimp just picked up from the pot.

Struggling to get up, but rubbing closer with it.

She has no dancing foundation, has been sedentary for a long time, and has poor flexibility. At this time, he was too shy and anxious to come straight.

"Don't move The low voice is close at hand. The dark pupil of Huangfu Yuyang is as mysterious as the night sky, brewing a storm.