Jiang Jie went to a spa, went to Shinhwa for a haircut, and changed into the latest style - a chiffon dress
She has always been a custom-made, tall queen's style. This kind of style for little women is what she disdains the most.
But seeing Qu Ping's clothes today, there was something fresh and soft that couldn't be described, and she suddenly wanted to try it.
Maserati drove into Repulse Bay and stopped in front of a high-end villa. This is not the old house of the Lan family, Lan Qian lives alone.
Several helpers and gardeners stopped their work and looked curiously at the woman who got off the car.
"Who is this?" A servant asked in a low voice. She has been working here for two years and has never come to see a woman enter. Today is really novel.
"This is our young mistress." The senior aunt Shangma replied.
"Oh, young mistress is so beautiful and noble!" A man said in amazement.
"Is the young master married? Why have you never seen the young mistress live at home?" A little girl wondered, with a slightly unhappy tone.
Relying on her youth and beauty, she has been looking for a chance to climb into the young master's bed. Now that there is an extra beautiful young lady for no reason, isn't her chance even slimmer?
"Don't talk too much about the master's affairs. Hurry up and get to work."
Shang Ma scolded in a low voice, she gave her niece a hard look, don't make such crooked ideas, be careful that the young master throws you into the sea.
Only then did the little girl shut her mouth reluctantly.
So the conversation stopped abruptly when Jiang Jie glanced over.
Time seems to stand still here, and nothing has changed, just like the last time she stepped in.
The last time was two years ago! She hadn't entered here for two years.
The last time was also when she ran out of the room with tears in her eyes after arguing with Lan Qian, her face flushed.
This time, she decided to be patient no matter what, and get along with him calmly. Like Qu Ping, using softness to overcome rigidity may be effective.
The housekeeper hurried over, bowed respectfully to Jiang Jie, and then drove the car away.
Jiang Jie originally wanted to stride into the main hall, but thinking about today's purpose, she withdrew her legs. Clearing his throat, he straightened his body, pulled his clothes, and walked in slowly in small steps.
"Young Mistress, you are back."
Mama Ding ran out when she heard the sound, and when she saw that it was Jiang Jie, she paused for a moment, and then happily greeted her.
"Yes, Mama Ding, I want to go home for dinner." Jiang Jie showed a big smile to Mama Ding.
Lan Qian lost her mother since she was a child, and was brought up by Mama Ding. For Lan Qian, Mama Ding is like his half-mother, because she is very respectful and filial to her. Aiwujiwu Jiangjie was naturally polite to her, not daring to treat her as her servant.
"That's great! When the young master went out in the morning, he also said that he was going home for dinner in the evening. You can just meet and have time to have a good talk." Ding Ma said with a smile, the expression on her face was still a bit far-fetched.
speak nicely?
Jiang Jie smiled wryly, he might not even be interested in looking at her.
"What to cook for me that night?" Jiang Jie forced a laugh, and said to Mama Ding with a smile.
"Of course it's your favorite food, lion head and squirrel fish. You take a rest first, and I'll let Shang Ma go buy the ingredients right away." Ding Ma gave Jiang Jie a slight bow to show respect, and went out with a smile.
Although there are quite a few helpers here, for the sake of safety, Mama Ding is the only one in charge of food matters. Her old buddy Mama Ding sometimes helps to buy ingredients.
After Jiang Jie watched Mama Ding go out with a smile, she walked to the third floor.
This villa has a total of four floors and a basement.
The first floor is the dining room and living room, Ding Ma's residence;
On the second floor are several guest rooms and study rooms;
The third floor is the master bedroom, study and gym;
The fourth floor is the study room and fitness room, and there are still rooms vacant.
Only Lan Qian and Mama Ding lived here. There were too few people and too many rooms, almost all of which were empty.
Jiang Jie opened the door of the master bedroom, and the single dark color system instantly came into view.
The dark blue wallpaper blends with the dark blue curtains, and there is almost no edge; the dark gray sheets are neatly laid out, as if the owner has never used them last night; there is a rare white object on the black bedside table , that is a photo frame.
Inside is a photo of Shen Lin and him.
Inside, she is a little bird, with a smile like a flower;
Inside he is heroic and gentle.Come. "Jiang Jie hurriedly walked to Mama Ding and took the things in her hand.
"This is what our servants should do. How could Young Mistress have the nerve to let you do it?" Mama Ding said in fear.
Jiang Jie smiled at Ding's mother while serving soup, "It's my duty as a wife to serve your husband. Besides, we never treat you like a real person."
Mama Ding was moved for a while, today's young mistress really changed her temper.
In fact, the young lady is really nice.
Born in a rich family, although she has a hot temper like a young lady, she is pretty and has a good heart. The most important thing is that she loves the young master sincerely. After being neglected by the young master for ten years, she never thought of leaving. Today, I put down my figure and took the initiative to show my favor.
I hope that the young master can change his mind, treat young mistress well, and live a good life.
pity
"Mother Ding, throw this, this, all outside to feed the dogs." Lan Qian said coldly, pointing to the lion's head, squirrel fish, and the soup in Jiang Jie's hand.
Jiang Jie was furious, but finally took a deep breath to suppress the anger.
She glanced at Lan Qian silently, and then said softly to Mama Ding: "Mama Ding, take it out and throw it away, Aqian doesn't like to eat, don't let him look at it and affect his appetite."
Ding Ma nodded, took the old duck soup and walked to the kitchen.
The young master personally ordered this in the morning, and she cooked it all afternoon. The young master is not tired of this dish, he is tired of the young lady.
Jiang Jie slowly walked back to her seat, picked up her rice bowl, and ate in small bites.
For this table of dishes, she only moved the two in front of her.
Because she found that when she and Lan Qian's chopsticks reached out to the same dish inadvertently, he would quickly retract them.
He hated it so much that he felt disgusted even touching a dish with her.
Jiang Jie felt a throbbing pain in her heart.
After Lan Qian finished eating, he put down the bowl.
Jiang Jie stood up quickly, took a wet wipe and handed it to him.
"Ding Mama!" Lan Qian called out expressionlessly.
Mama Ding ran out of the kitchen immediately.
When she saw that Lan Qian had put down her job and was sitting upright, and Jiang Jie was holding a wet wipe in front of Lan Qian with her body upright, she understood. She silently handed Lan Qian a wet wipe.
Lan Qian took it and wiped his mouth lightly, put it aside, then stretched out his index finger and middle finger.
Jiang Jie didn't understand what he meant, and looked at Mama Ding blankly.
But Ding's mother tacitly took the cigar and lighter from the cabinet next to her, and she held the cigar between Lan Qian's two fingers, and was about to flick the lighter.
"Mother Ding, I'll come and I'll come."
Jiang Jie finally understood his intention, ran over quickly, and snatched the lighter from Mama Ding.
The pampered and pampered eldest lady, how can she serve others well. The structure of the lighter was peculiar, and Jiang Jie couldn't even open the lid for a long time, so anxious that she almost stomped her feet.
"roll!"
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