The sickly boss always wants to get close to her

Chu Bainiao stroked his soft brown hair and nodded, "Yes."

Cinderella pursed her lips and sobbed, lowered her head like a child who had done something wrong, and apologized in a muffled voice: "I'm sorry Aunt Chu, I didn't know I was a boy..."

He clasped the book tightly with both hands, "Then I, then I will go back. Aunt Chu, go to bed early."

His back looked thin and pitiful. Chu Bainiao sighed, stood up and gave him a hug from behind, "Good boy, life will get better and better. Don't be afraid, don't worry, Aunt Chu is here."

Cinderella responded softly with her back to her.

Where she couldn't see, those eyes were as dark as a whirlpool, as if they wanted to drag everyone in.

The next second, he returned to his fragile and beautiful appearance, turned around and smiled at Chu Bainiao, and replied softly: "I know, Aunt Chu."

He walked out the door, holding the pillow in one hand and the book in the other, walking in the bright corridor with an expressionless face.

He exuded a strong unpleasant aura, causing the servants who saw him to lower their heads and avoid him.

Now that Miss Duke seems to have won the favor of the Duke, she can no longer be treated the same way as before. Her life will be difficult after being dismissed.

Cinderella's new room was on the other side of the upstairs. He went upstairs with a gloomy look, but at the corner, he ran into the new housekeeper.

When the butler saw him, he nodded politely, then walked around him and went downstairs.

Cinderella returned to the room, threw the pillow casually on the bed, sat down at the table, spread out the book and read.

About half an hour later, the butler landed lightly on the balcony and opened the glass door.

His eyes fell on the book spread out on the desk, and he twitched his lips and said sneerfully, "A Theory of Gender? What? Have you been a woman for so long that you can't tell whether you are a man or a woman?"

He pulled a stool over and sat down casually. "Then you can't read Gender Theory. You should find some psychology books to read. Do you need my recommendations?"

Cinderella closed the book and stared at him with a forced smile. Her dark eyes looked particularly terrifying.

The butler shrugged. "It's just a joke. Why do you look like you're going to kill someone? Well, let me guess."

"You like Miss Chu who is about to become your stepmother, right? It's really interesting. Just now I pretended to be a girl and went to find her with a pillow, but -"

Before he could finish his words, a small but powerful fist hit him. The butler quickly turned over, and the sharp fist narrowly grazed the side of his face.

Just by listening to the sound of the wind passing by your ears, you can tell how powerful the punch was.

The butler quickly stood up from the ground, "I was wrong! I was wrong, okay!"

Although he thought he did nothing wrong.

Cinderella stood up straight with gloomy eyes, "Spencer, sometimes you really use your cleverness in the wrong place."

Spencer raised his hands in surrender.

Cinderella still looked like a noble girl. She stood in the shadows with her long, thick brown hair draped behind her. At first glance, she looked like a crazy female ghost.

"Spencer, you have to understand that she will not be my stepmother," Cinderella slowly returned to the desk and sat down, "Notify the people in Donghai to kill him. Donghai happens to be Duke Meg's old subordinate."

"It would be great to give them a chance to take revenge."

"I see," Spencer said, "I have something important to report."

Cinderella opened the book "Theory of Gender" and responded slowly, "Go ahead."

Chu Bainiao communicated with the housekeeper and invited the tutors of Dusula and Anastasia to come over, on the grounds that he didn't know how long he would live in the castle.

In addition to learning basic manners, speech, and various musical instruments, they also have to learn horse riding, chess, and some literature courses.

In addition, Chu Bainiao also arranged self-defense courses for them.

Cinderella Chu Bainiu hired a new tutor for him because his foundation was too weak and he could be said to have never received any education.

So when the news came back that the Duke had died on the front line, Cinderella was hurried back from outside wearing her knight's uniform.

A thin layer of sweat overflowed from his nose. He looked at the butler in disbelief, his face turned pale, and he asked with trembling lips: "My father...did he really die in the war?"

The butler's face was heavy as he looked towards the tray held by the royal knight on the other side.

"I'm sorry, Miss. The ship the Duke was on was sunk by the rebels, and the body... was not salvaged. This is the relic left by the Duke."

Cinderella's suppressed crying sounded in the hall. She walked over step by step with a trembling figure and took the relic from the knight's hand.

She looked at the things left by the Duke on the tray, took a deep breath, and her limp body fell down, and she fainted.

Chu Bainiao quickly stepped forward and hugged him in her arms. Cinderella's little face was covered with tear marks and her eyelashes, curled like butterfly wings, were soaked with tears.

Chu Bai Niao sighed and picked him up. The knight looked at the butler and said, "His Majesty and His Royal Highness want Miss Cinderella to inherit the Duke's throne. When Miss Cinderella wakes up, I hope the butler will tell her."

Then the knight looked at Chu Bainiao with a respectful expression, "Miss Chu, His Royal Highness the Prince misses you very much. His Royal Highness specifically instructed that since the Duke has passed away, you can return to the manor and continue to live there."

Chu Bai Niao straightened Cinderella's hair and smiled, "Thank His Royal Highness the Prince for me."

After the knight left, Chu Bainiao carried Cinderella into the room. Cinderella woke up in the middle of the night, and he grabbed her collar in a daze.

With an extremely sad voice, she choked and said, "Aunt Chu, I, I don't have a father anymore."

Chu Bainiao put him on the bed, sat beside him and touched his face like an elder. What she actually wanted to say was that your father was not a good man either, and he deserved to die.

But seeing how sad he was, he didn't tell her everything. He just comforted her, "It's okay, Cinderella. You will become a better duke than your father."

"His Majesty the King and His Royal Highness the Prince have asked you to inherit the Dukedom."

Cinderella forced a smile and sat up with a sad look on her face. Her already delicate skin was even more heartbreaking when she cried. "Aunt Chu, can you hug me?"

"I know I'm a boy and I can't be too close to you, but I'm really sad. I feel like I'm going to die."

Chu Bai Niao hugged him in her arms, patted his thin back, and coaxed him gently: "It's okay, don't be sad. Your father certainly doesn't want you to be sad, be good."

Cinderella hugged her tightly, her head resting obediently on her shoulder, smelling the familiar fragrance, her brows furrowed, her eyes red from crying, looking very pitiful.

But those lips were stretched to the sides, smiling inexplicably, with two completely different emotions on one face, which was strange and weird.