Seeing Mr. He Shougong's self-righteous virtue, the housekeeper secretly sneered in his heart.
Relying on being a popular person in front of the president, the old man is used to being praised by others. He likes to look down on others with a dog's eyes, and loves to show others' face. In the eyes.
Just like him, at best he is just a bullying dog slave, so he dared to underestimate their young wife.
I'm afraid they still don't know how powerful their young wife is.
Chu Yunyao's small face was as cold as frost, and she directly ignored the speechless Cheng family kneeling in front of her crying, raised her eyes to look at He Shougong, and asked in a cold voice, "Who are you?"
He Shougong took a look at the butler, expecting the butler to introduce himself to Chu Yunyao in a grand and solemn manner.
The butler lowered his eyes, pretending he didn't see it, and pretended to be dead!
He Shougong couldn't step down for a moment.
The sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl in front of her was quite good-looking, and she was very different from the extremely ugly appearance in the rumors.
It's just that his attitude was a bit more arrogant than his, and he didn't show due respect when he saw this old man.
No wonder the president specially sent him to supervise this girl.
A bumpkin raised in the countryside really has no rules.
He Shougong coughed lightly, cleared his throat, and said, "The old slave was appointed by the president, and specially asked me to accompany the Cheng family."
Chu Yunyao flicked her sleeves, sat on the grand teacher's chair opposite the table, and held up the teacup: "So, you are just a servant who accompanied the Cheng family?"
He Shougong: "..."
He Shougong's face turned soy sauce-colored.
The housekeeper's head lowered even lower, and he didn't dare to smile in front of He Shougong, so he could only hold back, until his fat face turned purple.
The young lady is really a person who does not play cards according to common sense.
Chu Yunyao took a sip of tea to moisten her throat, and asked slowly, "Didn't you say that the second son of the palace also came with you? Where is he?"
The housekeeper hurriedly said: "Please go to the guest room. The injury on the second son of the palace has not completely healed, so it is not suitable to sit for a long time."
Chu Yunyao raised her foot and was about to leave.
He Shougong grabbed his sleeves: "Mrs. Mo, please heal Miss Cheng's legs."
Chu Yunyao glanced at He Shougong, and said coldly, "Let go!"
He Shougong was humiliated one after another, and immediately became angry.
She was just the most unpopular little girl in the Chu family, relying on her superficial knowledge of medical skills and being doted on by Mo Lingyuan, she didn't know how much she was, how tall she was, and even him was ignored.
Even if Chu Qingze met him, he would give him three points of favor, not to mention that Chu Yunyao was just the youngest daughter that Chu Qingze hated the most.
He Shougong raised his voice, and his voice was sharp: "The president asked the old slave to come over and supervise you to heal Miss Cheng's legs. Could it be that Mrs. Mo doesn't even care about the president?"
Hearing this, Chu Yunyao shook off He Shougong's hand, and yelled at the housekeeper, "Are you all dead? Just watched this young lady being framed and put on such a big cap for life. hat.
Anyway, Miss Ben can be regarded as the dignified Mrs. Mo, who was bullied to the top by an old slave.
Why don't you hurry up and throw this blind slave outside for me?
In the future, whoever dares to let this kind of person in without permission, this lady will order someone to break his dog legs. "
With the support of his young wife, the butler immediately straightened his round waist, and said to the guard: "Did you hear that, the young lady said, throw Manager He out!
Throw it away! "