Chapter 1814
I Can't Recognize My Miss
Chapter 1814 I Can't Recognize My Miss
Returning to Fang's house again, it seems that this place is more prosperous than before.
It is a detached villa with a large carved iron gate that seems to isolate the outside world. From a distance, there are two servants standing in front of the gate of the main building chatting.
Mo Yiheng walked to her side and took her hand, "If you don't want to come, you can spend a few days."
Fang Jiamei lowered her eyes and shook her head lightly: "Forget it, make it clear, from now on... I won't come."
After finishing speaking, he pulled Mo Yiheng forward and rang the doorbell.
This is her home, but she has no key.
You say, is this a home?
Soon, a servant came out to open the door, and looked at them in a daze, with a somewhat uncertain tone, "Miss San?"
Fang Jiamei nodded: "Is my dad there?"
The servant reacted and blinked, "Not here, only Madam and Eldest Young Master are here."
"Then I'll go in and wait for him." After Fang Jiamei finished speaking, she took Mo Yiheng's hand and walked in.
The servant followed her into the house, watching them enter the house with their shoes on, he couldn't help muttering: "Madam is most afraid of getting dirty on the floor just finished taking off."
Fang Jiamei heard it, but didn't speak. The servants here are very powerful, and they always treat her like this.
But Mo Yiheng held her hand, and looked sideways at the servant, "Since you are afraid of getting dirty, you should hang a sign at the door and refuse anyone to come and go."
The servant was startled when he heard the words, hummed, turned and walked to the other side.
Fang Jiamei tugged at his sleeves and pulled him to sit down on the sofa, "Forget it, I'm used to it."
Mo Yiheng's face was particularly gloomy, and he looked at her and took a breath, "Which room do you live in?"
Fang Jiamei lowered her eyes slowly, bit her lower lip, "Did you see that little flower house that came in just now?"
Mo Yiheng looked at her.
Fang Jiamei twitched her mouth, "I live there, with a bed and a desk."
How could she live in the main building? Lin Qingwan found her so unpleasant, so it would be nice to let her have a place to live.
Mo Yiheng frowned, thinking of the hut he saw outside just now, a tinge of hostility surged in his heart.
"Jiamei is here." Lin Qingwan came down from the stairs and changed into a loose skirt inside the silk jacket, which was also very elegant and elegant.
Nodding to Mo Yiheng, Lin Qingwan sat down on the sofa next to her, "Your father has gone to the company, and he may come back later, so stay and have dinner together at noon?"
Fang Jiamei looked away, "No need, just give him a call, I have something to ask him."
Lin Qingwan smiled: "He comes back for lunch, so you can stay, we haven't eaten together for a long time."
Fang Jiamei breathed a sigh of relief, and smiled softly: "I'm afraid that I'm here, you won't be able to eat."
Lin Qingwan was so confused by her that she couldn't get off the stage, so she called the maid just now, "Why didn't you even serve a cup of tea? Did you see that Young Master Mo is here?"
The servant glanced at Mo Yiheng, then nodded quickly to pour water.
Mo Yiheng leaned back slightly, his expression became lazy, "Madam's maids are not very good, they don't even have any manners."
Lin Qingwan was startled, and looked at his handsome face, "I'm really sorry, maybe I didn't recognize him."
"Can't you recognize me, and your own lady can't recognize me?" Mo Yiheng met her eyes, but there was a sharpness in his lazy eyes.
Fang Jiamei looked at Mo Yiheng's profile, knowing that he wanted to vent his anger on her.
But she didn't want to cause trouble, and she got used to it. She reached out and tugged at his sleeve, but he held it back.
(End of this chapter)
Returning to Fang's house again, it seems that this place is more prosperous than before.
It is a detached villa with a large carved iron gate that seems to isolate the outside world. From a distance, there are two servants standing in front of the gate of the main building chatting.
Mo Yiheng walked to her side and took her hand, "If you don't want to come, you can spend a few days."
Fang Jiamei lowered her eyes and shook her head lightly: "Forget it, make it clear, from now on... I won't come."
After finishing speaking, he pulled Mo Yiheng forward and rang the doorbell.
This is her home, but she has no key.
You say, is this a home?
Soon, a servant came out to open the door, and looked at them in a daze, with a somewhat uncertain tone, "Miss San?"
Fang Jiamei nodded: "Is my dad there?"
The servant reacted and blinked, "Not here, only Madam and Eldest Young Master are here."
"Then I'll go in and wait for him." After Fang Jiamei finished speaking, she took Mo Yiheng's hand and walked in.
The servant followed her into the house, watching them enter the house with their shoes on, he couldn't help muttering: "Madam is most afraid of getting dirty on the floor just finished taking off."
Fang Jiamei heard it, but didn't speak. The servants here are very powerful, and they always treat her like this.
But Mo Yiheng held her hand, and looked sideways at the servant, "Since you are afraid of getting dirty, you should hang a sign at the door and refuse anyone to come and go."
The servant was startled when he heard the words, hummed, turned and walked to the other side.
Fang Jiamei tugged at his sleeves and pulled him to sit down on the sofa, "Forget it, I'm used to it."
Mo Yiheng's face was particularly gloomy, and he looked at her and took a breath, "Which room do you live in?"
Fang Jiamei lowered her eyes slowly, bit her lower lip, "Did you see that little flower house that came in just now?"
Mo Yiheng looked at her.
Fang Jiamei twitched her mouth, "I live there, with a bed and a desk."
How could she live in the main building? Lin Qingwan found her so unpleasant, so it would be nice to let her have a place to live.
Mo Yiheng frowned, thinking of the hut he saw outside just now, a tinge of hostility surged in his heart.
"Jiamei is here." Lin Qingwan came down from the stairs and changed into a loose skirt inside the silk jacket, which was also very elegant and elegant.
Nodding to Mo Yiheng, Lin Qingwan sat down on the sofa next to her, "Your father has gone to the company, and he may come back later, so stay and have dinner together at noon?"
Fang Jiamei looked away, "No need, just give him a call, I have something to ask him."
Lin Qingwan smiled: "He comes back for lunch, so you can stay, we haven't eaten together for a long time."
Fang Jiamei breathed a sigh of relief, and smiled softly: "I'm afraid that I'm here, you won't be able to eat."
Lin Qingwan was so confused by her that she couldn't get off the stage, so she called the maid just now, "Why didn't you even serve a cup of tea? Did you see that Young Master Mo is here?"
The servant glanced at Mo Yiheng, then nodded quickly to pour water.
Mo Yiheng leaned back slightly, his expression became lazy, "Madam's maids are not very good, they don't even have any manners."
Lin Qingwan was startled, and looked at his handsome face, "I'm really sorry, maybe I didn't recognize him."
"Can't you recognize me, and your own lady can't recognize me?" Mo Yiheng met her eyes, but there was a sharpness in his lazy eyes.
Fang Jiamei looked at Mo Yiheng's profile, knowing that he wanted to vent his anger on her.
But she didn't want to cause trouble, and she got used to it. She reached out and tugged at his sleeve, but he held it back.
(End of this chapter)