I played the role of a cannon fodder scumbag, but I was the heartthrob

Jun Qing, the housekeeper and the servants were the only ones left in the hall.

The housekeeper and the servants were already accustomed to it.

"Master Junqing, we will finish these right away." Butler Zhou slowed down his tone.

Anyway, this is the case in the Ye family. Apart from taking care of Ye Zhao, everything else is done by their servants, so they just say that it was done by Jun Qing.

Mr. and Mrs. Ye are not evil, and there is no way that a wealthy family would really let Jun Qing do this.

Jun Qing was extremely grateful, "Thank you for your help."

"It's my duty." Butler Zhou said hurriedly.

After all, the salary paid by the Ye family is not low, and this is part of their job.

"What are you dawdling about?"

At this moment, Madam Ye came down with Ye Zhao's clothes and stuffed them into Jun Qing's arms without saying anything. "Wash my son's clothes. Remember to wash them by hand, otherwise they won't be clean."

Jun Qing lowered his eyebrows and held Ye Zhao's clothes tightly with both hands, "Okay."

Mrs. Ye walked straight to the second floor in her six-centimeter high heels.

As soon as Madam Ye left, a servant went to take the clothes from Jun Qing's arms, "Let me do it, Master Jun Qing."

Actually, I can’t wash it by hand, I always machine wash it.

Jun Qing shook his head and refused, "I'll do it."

He wanted to make Zhao Zhao's clothes himself, just like Zhao Zhao.

In fact, although Mrs. Ye seemed to be deliberately making things difficult for him, she actually didn't do anything to him every time.

They all turn a blind eye.

He took Ye Zhao's clothes into the bathroom and put them in the washing machine...

The lounge on the second floor.

Ye Zhao thought he could be saved. "Mom, Jun Qing is injured. Please don't pick on him today."

"Really?" Mrs. Ye was confused. "I didn't see it."

Ye Zhao stared at her.

"It's just a little ordeal, and you feel bad about it?" Mrs. Ye was defeated.

Ye Zhao said nothing.

"You are such a loser, this is nothing." Mrs. Ye sat by the window, flipping through a fashion magazine.

Ye Zhao sat opposite her, with a coffee table between them.

The coffee table is made of marble, and nine white roses are placed in a blue and white porcelain vase.

He was really curious. Madam Ye was regarded as a kind-hearted person by the outside world, so why did she become an evil mother-in-law when it came to Jun Qing?

"Mom, there must be a reason why you can't stand Jun Qing, right?"

Ye Zhao couldn't help but ask her.

The scumbag top is a natural scumbag. It’s impossible that Madam Ye’s intelligence will automatically decrease as soon as she gets close to the protagonist, right?

Madam Ye turned her head and sneered, saying unhappily, "I just can't stand him snatching away my most precious son."

Ye Zhao was speechless and choked. He had to correct her, "Think clearly, it's Jun Qing who is marrying me, not me marrying Jun Qing."

Moreover, he is 1 hey.

Madam Ye saw through his thoughts and said meaningfully, "Almost."

Ye Zhao looked at her, confused.

Mrs. Ye turned a page of the magazine and said, "I'm really worried about Jun Qing."

Ye Zhao was puzzled. "What do you mean?"

As far as he was concerned, Jun Qing's tolerance for the scumbag was simply outrageous.

He jumped back and forth many times, but Jun Qing did nothing.

Mrs. Ye was so impressed by his horrific emotional inertia that she simply laid it out, "He has a mysterious background. Your grandfather knows about it but refuses to reveal it. Yet, he's so insistent on marrying you. Do you really think he's the Snail Girl?"

"This... won't happen." Ye Zhao still had some self-awareness.

Mrs. Ye's expression eased a lot.

Although he said he was not sincere, Jun Qing was polite and respectful to everyone in the Ye family, and he was very caring towards Ye Zhao and did everything for him personally.

But...

Seeing that his son just refuses to understand Jun Qing, he doesn't know whether he should be glad or not.

At the end of the day, my dissatisfaction with Jun Qing has eased a lot.

When it was time for dinner, the two went downstairs.

Madam Ye checked it as before and said with satisfaction, "This is now presentable."

The servant breathed a sigh of relief without leaving any trace.

While eating, Ye Zhao could tell that the food was cooked by Mrs. Wu.

He looked up at Mrs. Ye, feeling worried.

"Your cooking skills have deteriorated again. Hurry up and sign up for a class." Mrs. Ye seemed unaware.

Jun Qing said softly, "Yes."

Mrs. Ye nodded, satisfied.

Ye Zhao clenched his chopsticks and wanted to ask, I have been eating the food cooked by Mrs. Wu for more than ten years, can she really not taste the difference?

Glancing at the injury on Jun Qing's cheekbone, he simply gave up.

When I went out to see Mrs. Ye off, Mrs. Ye paused as she pushed open the car door.

"Zhao Zhao, I'm going to travel around tomorrow, so I just thought of coming to see you today."

She didn't really want to pick a fight with Jun Qing.

Ye Zhao smiled knowingly, "I know. Be careful and keep in touch with me at any time."

Madam Ye suddenly hugged him and patted his shoulder gently. "I'm most worried about you. Listen to your mother and don't do those empty things. Since you're married, live a good life with Jun Qing. If you really don't like her, part ways amicably and find someone you truly love."

Ye Zhao felt warm in his heart, "Don't worry, Mom. I know what's going on."

Mrs. Ye left in a car.

When the car was no longer in sight, Ye Zhao walked in.

Passing by Jun Qing who was wiping the table, he reminded him, "Stop busying yourself and go back to rest."

"it is good."

Just as he finished speaking, Jun Qing saw something falling from Ye Zhao's body.

I picked it up and was about to give it to him, but when I saw the pattern of Epiphyllum embroidered on the handkerchief, I chose to hide it behind my back...