Bei Jing wrinkled her nose and pushed away Jun Chen's upper body that was pressing down on her.
Hmph, once bitten, twice shy. She's not the same Bei Jing who used to blush at Jun Chen's casual flirting anymore!
"Go away, all you do is talk nonsense all day long. Come on, get off the bus."
Junchen was somewhat surprised by Beijing's reaction, raising an eyebrow. "Hmm? The little guy has grown up?"
Looks like I need to try a different approach. I'll go home tonight and search on Baidu for all the ways to flirt with my wife, see if I can learn a few new tricks.
After all, his wife's blushing face was just too cute.
As soon as the two got out of the car, a woman dressed like a butler came over.
"Greetings, Second Young Master. The Old Madam sent me to pick you up. This must be the eldest daughter of the Bei family."
The woman's clearly unfriendly gaze fell on Bei Jing, sizing him up from head to toe.
Bei Jing disliked that look. She might have put away her claws in front of the person she loved, but that didn't mean anyone could be so arrogant in front of her.
His dark, bright eyes stared directly at the housekeeper, the cold, sharp glint in them causing her to involuntarily take a few steps back.
With her eyebrows slightly raised, she thought he might have some fighting ability, but his fighting ability was so weak that Bei Jing immediately lost interest.
His bright black eyes blinked, all the sharpness in them vanishing, replaced by an innocent and harmless look.
The housekeeper rubbed her eyes, momentarily doubting whether the chilling black eyes she had just seen were just her imagination.
Before she could think any further, all she heard was Jun Chen's cold, detached, and piercing words: "From now on, call me Second Young Mistress."
Looking at the two figures walking side by side, one tall and one short, for a moment, the housekeeper felt that the second young master and the eldest daughter of the Bei family exuded such similar auras.
"Wife, don't be angry or upset, I'm here for you." Junchen naturally sensed Beijing's momentary emotional change, and gently kissed the little one's forehead, offering a comforting promise.
Thinking of the housekeeper's attitude towards Bei Jing, a sinister glint appeared in the depths of his dark brown eyes.
It's true, nothing has changed.
If it weren't for the fear of putting his grandfather in a difficult position, and the fact that his parents from the Bei family had brought it up, he really wouldn't have thought of paying any attention to these people.
"Okay, I believe you." She gently squeezed Junchen's palm with her soft hand, and suddenly she no longer looked forward to meeting Junchen's parents and grandmother.
After all, the kind of master a servant will have the kind of servant he has.
As the two entered the living room, they heard laughter and chatter. Bei Jing glanced over and his eyebrows furrowed almost imperceptibly.
The first thing you see is an elderly lady in a dignified and elegant lake-blue cheongsam. She sits in the center of the sofa, and to her left sits a smiling woman.
Bei Jing recognized the woman; her delicate and pretty face held a hint of mockery.
Isn't this the woman who confessed her love to Junchen in the office, was rejected, and then righteously declared that she didn't care and was willing to sacrifice herself for him?
To be honest, Bei Jing is in a very bad mood right now.
“Grandma.” Jun Chen naturally recognized Mu Qing as well, his handsome eyebrows furrowing.
Sensing the change in the little one's emotions, he frowned even more deeply.
"You've arrived? I thought you'd forgotten about this old woman now that you've become the one in power."
The elegant old lady glanced at Junchen, as if she had only just noticed their arrival.
The old lady looked Bei Jing up and down, her face clearly showing displeasure, and her tone was condescending: "Sit down."
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