670 At least she would be happy
Rong Yan went downstairs, and Secretary Zhou followed behind her, step by step, just like a standard attendant.
Downstairs, the busy female servants screamed when they saw Rong Yan, shouting, ” “Ghost, ghost, ah, ghost, ah, ghost!”
they all thought that rong yan was dead. young master ya had been ‘heartbroken’ for her for so long, and he still hadn’t recovered from the heavy blow. however, a dead person suddenly appeared in front of them, and they could only think of one word for a moment: ‘ghost’.
Looking at the maids holding their heads and screaming, running away in a panic, Secretary Zhou’s face turned very ugly. He went past Rong Yan and scolded loudly, ” “Shut up, all of you. If you speak any more nonsense, you’ll be driven out.”
Secretary Zhou often came to the old house and was still very intimidating in the hearts of the female servants. It could be said that one of the female servants was afraid of Liancheng Yazhi, and the second was Secretary Zhou.
Because Secretary Zhou often followed Liancheng Yazhi, when he was angry, he would give people the feeling that he could see young master ya’s shadow.
Secretary Zhou’s angry rebuke made the maids ‘voices gradually quieten down, but they still looked very, very frightened.
“let’s go,” he said. Rong Yan wasn’t in the mood to argue with these maids. Perhaps she would have the same reaction as them if she suddenly saw someone who she thought was dead but had suddenly appeared.
Secretary Zhou nodded and returned to stand behind Rong Yan. miss Rong, please.
Before getting into the car, Secretary Zhou personally opened the door for Rong Yan and helped her carry her skirt into the car.
seven’s figure was hidden in the darkness, and his eyes were fixed on rong yan. even if she would never know, and would never turn back, he still wanted to look at her.
He watched the car disappear into the night, and a bitter smile appeared on his face.
Although he didn’t want Rong Yan to like Liancheng Yazhi, he still hoped that Rong Yan would be happy.
if wanwan liancheng yazhi was real this time and didn’t lie to her, then wanwan was pretty good. at least she would be very happy.
……
the car drove out of liancheng’s house smoothly. rong yan turned to look out the window. at 8:30, night had completely fallen. it was the end of summer. although the night weather at this time was cooler, it was still a little hot.
Rong Yan rolled down the car window a little and reached out, feeling the cool night wind in the warmth.
the howling wind blew on her hands but gradually blew into her heart, blowing away the layer of haze that shrouded her heart that she did not want to admit.
the corners of rong yan’s lips curled up. this warm season was different from the cold winter. perhaps yingluo would be able to reap as many fruits as she had in autumn.
When Secretary Zhou was driving, he took a break to look at the rear mirror and happened to see the smile on Rong Yan’s lips. He was slightly relieved.
When he saw Rong Yan today, Secretary Zhou was very sensitive to the fact that Rong Yan was a little different from before. She seemed to be hiding something in her heart, but he couldn’t tell if she was unhappy or not. It was as if a dark cloud had floated over and blocked the sun.
Therefore, Secretary Zhou had been worried that something would happen. Now that he saw Rong Yan smile, he was, of course, happy.
Secretary Zhou thought for a moment and said to Rong Yan, ” “Miss Rong, master ya has been keeping the penthouse suite in block A for you. The decorations haven’t changed in the past few years.”
……
670 At least she would be happy
Rong Yan went downstairs, and Secretary Zhou followed behind her, step by step, just like a standard attendant.
Downstairs, the busy female servants screamed when they saw Rong Yan, shouting, ” “Ghost, ghost, ah, ghost, ah, ghost!”
they all thought that rong yan was dead. young master ya had been ‘heartbroken’ for her for so long, and he still hadn’t recovered from the heavy blow. however, a dead person suddenly appeared in front of them, and they could only think of one word for a moment: ‘ghost’.
Looking at the maids holding their heads and screaming, running away in a panic, Secretary Zhou’s face turned very ugly. He went past Rong Yan and scolded loudly, ” “Shut up, all of you. If you speak any more nonsense, you’ll be driven out.”
Secretary Zhou often came to the old house and was still very intimidating in the hearts of the female servants. It could be said that one of the female servants was afraid of Liancheng Yazhi, and the second was Secretary Zhou.
Because Secretary Zhou often followed Liancheng Yazhi, when he was angry, he would give people the feeling that he could see young master ya’s shadow.
Secretary Zhou’s angry rebuke made the maids ‘voices gradually quieten down, but they still looked very, very frightened.
“let’s go,” he said. Rong Yan wasn’t in the mood to argue with these maids. Perhaps she would have the same reaction as them if she suddenly saw someone who she thought was dead but had suddenly appeared.
Secretary Zhou nodded and returned to stand behind Rong Yan. miss Rong, please.
Before getting into the car, Secretary Zhou personally opened the door for Rong Yan and helped her carry her skirt into the car.
seven’s figure was hidden in the darkness, and his eyes were fixed on rong yan. even if she would never know, and would never turn back, he still wanted to look at her.
He watched the car disappear into the night, and a bitter smile appeared on his face.
Although he didn’t want Rong Yan to like Liancheng Yazhi, he still hoped that Rong Yan would be happy.
if wanwan liancheng yazhi was real this time and didn’t lie to her, then wanwan was pretty good. at least she would be very happy.
……
the car drove out of liancheng’s house smoothly. rong yan turned to look out the window. at 8:30, night had completely fallen. it was the end of summer. although the night weather at this time was cooler, it was still a little hot.
Rong Yan rolled down the car window a little and reached out, feeling the cool night wind in the warmth.
the howling wind blew on her hands but gradually blew into her heart, blowing away the layer of haze that shrouded her heart that she did not want to admit.
the corners of rong yan’s lips curled up. this warm season was different from the cold winter. perhaps yingluo would be able to reap as many fruits as she had in autumn.
When Secretary Zhou was driving, he took a break to look at the rear mirror and happened to see the smile on Rong Yan’s lips. He was slightly relieved.
When he saw Rong Yan today, Secretary Zhou was very sensitive to the fact that Rong Yan was a little different from before. She seemed to be hiding something in her heart, but he couldn’t tell if she was unhappy or not. It was as if a dark cloud had floated over and blocked the sun.
Therefore, Secretary Zhou had been worried that something would happen. Now that he saw Rong Yan smile, he was, of course, happy.
Secretary Zhou thought for a moment and said to Rong Yan, ” “Miss Rong, master ya has been keeping the penthouse suite in block A for you. The decorations haven’t changed in the past few years.”
……
