The wife of the paranoid president is a boss

If the maid said it was a matter of being raped, the young master would not even bother.

But the matter related to Xiao Chuchu, the young master wanted to know.

Dick had someone call the maid to come.

In the morning, I fell down on my lower back, and my lower back hurts every time I take a step.

The maid walked slowly in front of Beichen Yuqing, thinking that the young master saw her like this, so he probably wouldn't let her salute.

After all, she is also an old man in the Beichen family.

It should be given some face.

But she was overthinking it, Beichen Yuqing had no intention of making her rude at all.

The maid pursed her lips in embarrassment and slightly bent her knees, "Master."

"En." Beichen Yuqing responded lightly.

"Master, before dawn in the morning, your personal servant asked me to tell you that she doesn't care about being your young mistress. It has nothing to do with her to let you find whoever you like. She also said that she is not your servant. "

Beichen Yuqing raised her eyebrows, it was something Xiao Chuchu could say.

But for her to say these words, she was really pissed off.

And he was the one who was angry with her.

Beichen Yuqing felt depressed for a while. Originally, their relationship was still heating up and hadn't developed stably. Now, the old man stepped in and returned to the original point all of a sudden.

The body is worse than the origin.

Thinking of this, Beichen Yuqing frowned, never finding out why the old man suddenly arranged a trial marriage partner for him.

Although he has always known that there is a trial marriage partner, the old man is also looking for him, but he has not heard that he has found a good one.

Just go back to participate in the birthday banquet, and bring a trial marriage partner!

This is strange.

Beichen Yuqing also thought about it for a while, and didn't think about it any further, but he took this matter to heart.

He withdrew his thoughts and glanced at the maid, "What else did she say?"

"Nothing."

"Okay, I'll handle it myself. That's the same sentence, do your job well, and you don't need to worry about other things, understand?"

The maid's expression was not very good, but she could only bow her head in front of the master, "Understood."

After the maid left, Dick stepped forward again.

Beichen Yuqing only knew that he had something to report.

"Say."

"Master Xiaoyi arrived in City B in the afternoon. He just called and is expected to arrive at the entrance of the villa in about 10 minutes."

Involuntarily, Beichen Yuqing frowned deeply.

"He came to my place to beg?"

"Eh..." Dick didn't know what to say for a moment, and after a while, he smiled, "I guess Master Xiaoyi missed you."

"I don't need a big man to miss me."

"..."

Ten minutes later, Bei Chenyi arrived at the villa on his cool motorcycle.

He looked a little depressed.

Because his boss doesn't love him anymore.

How could the boss treat him like this!

Fortunately, he met a girl in Chenbei University today, which made him feel better.

Bei Chenyi walked into the villa cautiously, and saw Dick greet him when he entered the door.

Dick bowed respectfully, "Master Xiao Yi."

Bei Chenyi looked left and right, but he didn't see his uncle, "Where's my uncle?"

"The young master is in the study, are you going to find the young master?"

"I..." He didn't want to, but it was his uncle. It seemed a little bad to come to his uncle's house and not greet him loudly, "Lead the way."

"Okay, Master Xiaoyi, please go this way."

On the way to the study, Bei Chenyi couldn't help but stepped forward and asked, "I heard that my uncle arranged a trial marriage partner for my uncle."

He left early for the birthday banquet, and he didn't know until later that his uncle had found a trial marriage partner for his uncle.

"Well, Miss Meng is currently living in the room next to the young master on the second floor."

next door?

Don't live together?

It seemed that his uncle was dissatisfied with Miss Meng.

"Oh."

He responded flatly, he didn't care much about this matter, and he couldn't stand the old customs in the family for a long time.

So since his father passed away, he hasn't been home much.