The boss has no descendants, but he encounters four smaller versions of himself

But, I have never heard that there is a young master in this manor?

She subconsciously walked towards the source of the sound.

The old gardener and the young servant fell silent the moment they saw her, then bowed respectfully and greeted her, "Young Madam."

The wedding is coming soon, so she is the future young mistress, so the servants' way of addressing her has also changed.

Wen Xiaoman didn't care about the title. Her attention was all on the conversation she had just heard.

She walked up to the old gardener and asked, "You said the young master is here? What young master?"

A trace of panic flashed across the old gardener's face. His lips trembled a few times and his eyes avoided. It was obvious that he didn't want to talk about this matter anymore.

Wen Xiaoman frowned slightly, and her tone was oppressive: "Why? Are you still going to hide this kind of thing from me?"

The old gardener felt immense pressure from her gaze, and had no choice but to explain, "I'm not hiding it from the young mistress... It's just that when I'm working at the manor, I always want to do things thoroughly so the masters won't find any mistakes. That's why I gave you one more reminder, to prevent any neglect when the young master comes..."

So, there really is a young master in this manor?

Called like this, could he be Qiao Siyue’s brother?

Wen Xiaoman pressed on, "Have you met the young master?"

The old gardener shook his head. "No, the eldest young master rarely shows up. Servants like us don't have the chance to see him. He must have come here to congratulate the second young master on his upcoming wedding."

As he spoke, he bowed and stepped back, "Madam, I still have a lot of work to do over there, so I'll...take my leave first."

After saying that, without waiting for Wen Xiaoman to speak again, the old gardener quickly walked away with the young servant as if he was escaping, obviously unwilling to reveal another word.

The old gardener's secretive attitude only aroused Wen Xiaoman's curiosity about the mysterious young master.

She hesitated for a moment and decided to find out for herself.

She walked towards the reception room in the manor, which was specially used to receive guests.

The door of the reception room was not completely closed, leaving a gap.

Wen Xiaoman walked lightly, approached quietly, and looked inside through the crack in the door.

In the luxuriously and elegantly decorated living room, a man was sitting with his back to the door.

That figure... was tall and slightly thin, making people feel strangely familiar, as if they had seen it somewhere.

Her eyes searched eagerly, and she saw a clown mask on the man's profile.

Is it him? It's the masked man!

Why is he here?

Could it be... that he is the young master that the old gardener mentioned who rarely shows up?

This...how is this possible?

Wen Xiaoman was so shocked that she could hardly stand. Her mind was in a mess. She had originally planned to go in and take a closer look to confirm whether it was him.

As a result, before her hand touched the door, a big hand suddenly reached out from the side and grabbed her wrist tightly with such force that she felt a pain.

"What are you doing here?" Qiao Siyue's cold and unhappy voice sounded above her head.

Wen Xiaoman raised her head and met Qiao Siyue's eyes filled with anger.

She felt strange. She had never followed the rules in the manor and had broken into his study many times, but she had never seen him so nervous.

What happened today? Is it because there was someone else in the living room?

She noticed that the more unhappy Jos was, the more it seemed to be related to the person inside.

This actually aroused her desire to explore even more.

She stood on tiptoe, trying to look over Jos's broad shoulders and take another look at the people in the living room.

But as soon as she stood on tiptoe, Qiao Siyue moved his body, blocking her view again.

He was tall and broad, easily shielding himself from her prying eyes.

"Wen Xiaoman, what are you looking at?" Qiao Siyue's voice was filled with warning, and he stared at her intently.

Wen Xiaoman raised his head: "I heard that the young master is here, so I came to see him."

Qiao Siyue's eyes were stern, and his tone was dangerous: "Are you curious?"

Wen Xiaoman nodded in agreement: "Yeah."

Josue stared at her silently for a few seconds, as if trying to judge her intentions, and then slowly asked, "Did you see it?"

Wen Xiaoman answered truthfully: "He was wearing a mask, so I couldn't see his face clearly."

Hearing this, Qiao Siyue secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

But Wen Xiaoman's suspicion was confirmed. Qiao Siyue did not deny it, which meant that the masked man was really the eldest young master, and more likely, he was Qiao Siyue's brother.

Wen Xiaoman was shocked and surprised at the same time.

She thought the two were sworn enemies in business, but she never expected that the masked man was actually Qiao Siyue's brother.

After the shock in his heart subsided a little, Wen Xiaoman tentatively asked: "Why have I never heard you say that you have a brother before? Is the person inside your brother?"

Qiao Siyue sneered: "You haven't even married me yet, why should I tell you about my family affairs?"

His answer was flawless.

Wen Xiaoman choked and asked again: "Do you two brothers have a grudge against each other?"

Qiao Siyue's eyes moved slightly, and he asked, "Why do you say that?"

Wen Xiaoman: "If there was no grudge, why would he take me away from under your nose at the masquerade? He came here suddenly this time, is he looking for me too?"

Qiao Siyue was unsure whether Wen Xiaoman had recognized the two brothers, so he asked, "You've been with him these days. How could you not know why he came?"

Wen Xiaoman shook his head, his expression showing just the right amount of confusion and a hint of regret: "He's been wearing a mask the whole time. I haven't even seen what he looks like. How can I know why he came?"

Hearing this, Qiao Siyue felt a little relieved.

It's good that I didn't see the face.

Although he didn't know what that sickly guy Qiao Sinian was up to and why he had to wear a mask to approach Wen Xiaoman, it didn't matter. Anyway, that sickly guy couldn't compete with him.

He narrowed his eyes, his tone was warning, and he also tried to dispel Wen Xiaoman's doubts: "Don't take yourself too seriously. He is not here to find you, and this time, he doesn't have the ability to take you away from me again."

After saying that, Qiao Siyue turned and walked into the reception room, and with a "bang", he closed the door tightly, completely blocking Wen Xiaoman's inquiring sight.

Wen Xiaoman looked at the closed door, speechless.

This Qiao Siyue is really tight-lipped and nothing can be asked out of him.

If the masked man really came to find her, would he be willing to help her escape this time?

Last time she left without saying goodbye and sneaked away, which was not a very decent thing she did. It was hard to say whether he would help her again this time.

However, you have to try it to know.

Wen Xiaoman was waiting for the masked man at the door, hoping he would come out, but he didn't show up because Qiao Siyue took him away through the back door.

What a cunning guy!

Wen Xiaoman waited in vain and had to leave.