Mr. Xie, please respect yourself! I am your grandfather's ancestor.

After a long while, the laughter on the second floor of the old house suddenly stopped.

The reason was simple, because Xie Junyan announced that the English vocabulary dictation officially began.

Si Tong struggled for a while and asked him if he didn’t want to go out?

As a result, Xie Junyan said he didn't want to go out again.

At this moment, Qin Hao, who was carrying a pile of documents and heading to the old house after receiving the message, saw Xie Junyan dictating words to a girl. His mental activity was as follows:

What should I do? Is the president going to transform into a domineering president?

Qin Hao automatically conjured up some images in his mind.

Xie Junyan waved his hand, pointed at the girl and said, "I want all the information about that woman in five minutes."

"Okay, President."

The scene changed to a multinational conference. Xie Junyan answered a phone call with a wicked smile, and then his face suddenly changed and he said nervously: "Baby, don't move. I'll come and give you hot milk right away." After hanging up the phone, he turned around and said to him: "The meeting is cancelled."

"Okay, President."

Turning around, Xie Junyan stood in front of the French window in the office, looking out the window dangerously, and said in a cold tone: "The weather is cold, the Wang family should go bankrupt."

"Okay, President."

At this point, Qin Hao closed his eyes in despair, No!!!

Look, every single one of these is his job!

He took two deep breaths, then knocked on the study door twice and passed the documents in.

Originally he thought he could leave after delivering the documents, but Xie Junyan did not let him go. He processed all the documents at once and let him take them back to the company, and also explained some of his daily work.

Qin Hao suddenly felt that his worries were unnecessary.

Even if his CEO changes his job, he will definitely be one who arranges everything and won't leave him with a lot of mess to deal with - a new type of domineering CEO!

After remembering everything Xie Junyan had told him, Qin Hao left with the signed documents.

Another hour passed, and Si Tong's learning task for the day was completed perfectly.

The dictation results are out, and not a single word out of 2,000 was wrong.

Si Tong chuckled, leaned back in the swivel chair, raised his hand, and threw the pen into the pen holder in a cool manner. Then he stood up with a high spirit and walked out of the study with his chin raised.

Seeing her little trick, Xie Junyan raised the corner of his mouth, stood up and began to clean up the table that she had messed up.

Finished lunch at noon.

The people from Huan Embroidery Studio delivered the clothes that were custom made two days ago.

Today, Ye Qing and Chu Ruoyun are both at the old house, having come here specifically to enjoy the scenery.

Although they knew that every piece would fit them, they still asked Si Tong to try them one by one.

Last time, Si Tong said that there were too many skirts. Later, they asked the people from Huan Embroidery Workshop to add several types of pants. With the clothes delivered this time, Si Tong’s wardrobe should be filled to the brim.

After trying on all the clothes, the maids wanted to help put the clothes in her bedroom, but Si Tong refused, saying that they should be left there and she would take them back herself later, and told them not to touch the clothes.

They are not like Ye Qing and Chu Ruoyun, who can be touched without any problem. After all, one of them is the empress dowager and the other is a royal relative. Naturally, their luck is higher than that of ordinary people and they can withstand some filth.

After putting the clothes back in the room, she picked up one at random and returned to the living room.

Ye Qing and Chu Ruoyun didn't leave either, and sat in the living room, chatting with the family.

Seeing Si Tong coming downstairs again, Ye Qing asked her, "What's wrong, Tongtong?"

Except for Grandpa Xie, the Xie family's people had long changed the way they addressed Si Tong, because they really liked Si Tong and didn't know her identity, so they naturally treated her as a junior.

Of course, except Xie Junyan.

Mr. Xie originally wanted to stop it, but Si Tong had already agreed, so he didn't dare say anything.

Seeing her holding clothes in her hands, Mr. Xie looked solemn.

They cannot see the "things" in their own family or those that are causally related to their family, but that does not mean they cannot see other "things".

As soon as this batch of clothes entered the old house, he saw the evil energy on them.

However, Si Tong didn't say anything at that time, so he naturally couldn't say anything.

Now it seems that the ancestor is going to take action.

It’s just that when I came to measure the ruler some time ago, it was fine. How could such a thing happen in just over ten days?

Mr. Xie sighed in his heart: Oh, Xiaoyuan, you are so confused!

Xie Junyan also noticed the clothes in her hands. Combined with the expression on their old man's face when he was staring at the clothes, and the fact that Si Tong didn't let the servants touch them, he understood what was going on.

After taking a look at the clothes, he asked, "Are you going to Huan Embroidery Workshop?"

Si Tong nodded, "Yeah."

She turned around and asked Mr. Xie: "Mr. Xie, come with me?"

When Mr. Xie heard this, he stood up immediately as if he had won the lottery and said, "I'll go arrange a driver!"

Ye Qing and Chu Ruoyun didn't know the meaning of this. They thought that if there was any problem with the clothes, they could just send them back for alterations. Why bother going there in person?

And the old man looked so ecstatic, as if a huge pie had fallen from the sky.

The two men were completely confused and remained silent.

At that time, Huan Embroidery Workshop.

Xiao Yuan's face was pale as he slowly wrapped the gauze, then lowered the sleeve from his forearm and tied it carefully to cover the abnormality on his wrist.

He glanced at the altar in the corner. The incense in the incense burner had burned out and the blood in the bowl was almost half gone. He walked over and closed the curtain.

After looking around, he opened the door and walked out, then locked it.

Suddenly, footsteps were heard in the corridor.

A graceful woman ran over in a panic.

Xiao Yuan frowned and quickly responded, hugging the person in his arms, "Yuanyuan, what's wrong? Why are you running? What if you fall down?"

Yan Yuanyuan nestled in his arms, rubbing against him in comfort and satisfaction, "I am so old, I still fell down. I just had a nightmare. I dreamed of the car accident a few days ago, and you died. I woke up and found that you were not there, so I came to find you."

Xiao Yuan frowned and glanced at the locked room. He stroked her head gently and lowered his head to kiss her forehead. "I'm here. Dreams are all fake. Even if I die, I won't let you get hurt. Be good, don't be afraid."

Yan Yuanyuan left his embrace and looked up at him for a long while. Her pale face chuckled, "You big fool, you have protected me very well. I really haven't been hurt at all. Look, the wound on my forehead has healed!"

Xiao Yuan stared at her with greedy eyes, stretched out his hand and gently pinched her cheek, pretending to be thankful and said: "Fortunately... you are still here. I will never let you leave me, you know? When I saw your face covered in blood and your eyes closed, I was so desperate. Fortunately, God has eyes and did not let me lose you 'completely'."