In this way, what Song Rushuang wanted to do was half completed.
In just one afternoon, Song Rushuang became famous.
Everyone was discussing that a very beautiful girl had come to the inner house.
How beautiful is it?
The young master was almost immediately attracted to her the first time he saw her.
Now, he has become the young master's personal butler.
Some people are envious, and naturally some people are jealous.
Rumors are everywhere.
Song Rushuang didn't care at all.
She must cherish every minute of her life.
But there is a big trouble around me.
It seems that Gao Mingzhi really has nothing to do every day.
If there were twenty-four hours in a day, except for sleeping time, she would wish she could stay by her side the whole day.
Song Rushuang was extremely annoyed.
Because of his presence, my desire to get close to Villa No. 1 was basically wiped out.
But Song Rushuang couldn't reveal her true thoughts.
So, I can only stay by Gao Mingzhi's side.
In these two days, Song Rushuang suddenly felt a little uneasy.
I always feel like something unexpected is going to happen.
When Xiao Ai complained to the system, his response was very sharp.
"Indeed, by now, Lin Qianyi probably already knows that you've taken action on your own. Not only did you act on your own, but you also deliberately knocked him down. If he doesn't scold you, it would be unjust. So, someone scolding you behind your back is probably why you're so flustered."
Song Rushuang couldn't help but roll her eyes.
"Is this your explanation to me? Someone scolded me and I shouldn't have sneezed?"
"Bah, you shameless bastard! You sneeze because someone misses you! Are you sure that after Lin Qianyi learned the truth, his first reaction was to miss you?"
Song Rushuang touched the tip of her nose feeling a little guilty.
"It's possible, but whether you want to or not, it's not a good thing."
They are not in contact with each other now. If Lin Qianyi thinks that she was forced to enter the Gao family, then things will be really troublesome.
It depends on how Lao Zhang should say it.
However, according to Song Rushuang's past experience, Lao Zhang is a man who is not good at speaking.
She sighed slightly and murmured:
"I don't know what he'll come up with. Do you think Gao Mingzhi knows that the heir to the Lin family is also one of the heirs to the Gao family?"
"I guess... I don't know."
Song Rushuang sighed again.
"I hope he's such a smart guy that he knows not to act impulsively. I have ways to protect myself, but if Gao Mingzhi also detains him at the Gao family, then Song Rushuang will be left with nothing to cry out for."
Because of worry, Song Rushuang thought a lot.
In order to avoid any further complications, she had to do what she needed to do in advance.
At this time, Song Rushuang never thought that Lin Qianyi's movements were even faster than she thought.
…
Being a personal butler, Song Rushuang's job is not easy.
In order to make Gao Mingzhi let down his guard, she basically did everything she could.
Of course, this is also Song Rushuang's feeling alone.
Gao Mingzhi always thinks of new things to embarrass her.
For example, now, Song Rushuang felt a little headache when she heard what the Gao family staff said.
"You mean, the young master is going to have his birthday in a few days?"
"Yes, this is inside information. If I hadn't told you, where would you have gotten it from?"
The corners of Song Rushuang's mouth twitched slightly.
She actually didn't want to know at all.
This is the crux of the problem.
"You don't have to thank me, it's just a small favor."
“…”
Although he said this, Song Rushuang felt that the more he mentioned something, the more he cared about it.
"Don't say that, you've helped me a lot. If you really made the young master happy, it's also your credit, isn't it?"
Song Rushuang was so "sensible" that the servants of the Gao family were already laughing from ear to ear.
No one doesn't want to deal with smart people.
Since he felt that Song Rushuang was a smart person, he didn't say some things openly.
It’s fine as long as everyone knows it.
"Now that we know this, we should make good use of this opportunity. Maybe make something with our own hands."
Song Rushuang smiled faintly, pretending to be matter-of-fact.
"Thank you for the reminder. Xiaoxi will remember this kindness."
Finally, the staff member who wanted to use Song Rushuang to fly was sent away, and the smile on Song Rushuang's face immediately disappeared.
She reached out and rubbed her stiff cheek.
It’s really uncomfortable.
This made Song Rushuang feel particularly heavy-hearted.
She has actually met quite a few uncles like this one who came to find her these days.
Everyone has many purposes, more or less.
The funny thing is that everyone always thinks Song Rushuang is just a kid who knows nothing.
So they thought Song Rushuang didn't understand their mentality.
No matter what he said, he always acted in a nice way towards her.
How could Song Rushuang not see it?
In the true sense, I just don't want to pay attention to it. Everyone can see it, but they pretend to be ignorant.
Anyway, they have the same idea and Song Rushuang also has her own ideas. They seem to intersect, but in fact, they don't intersect.
Since they were in a state where they didn't disturb each other, Song Rushuang didn't want to correct anything.
In fact, the more brainless they thought she was, the better.
When she is about to do something, those who have been watching her will not suspect her.
If she could use them a little, perhaps even these people would become the best evidence to clear her of suspicion.
In the afternoon, Song Rushuang welcomed several more groups of people.
Everyone means the same thing.
No matter how dazzling the preface is, the central meaning is always the same.
Gao Mingzhi's birthday is coming soon, and many people feel that if Song Rushuang can seize such an opportunity, her status in Gao Mingzhi's heart will gradually rise.
Then those who have helped Song Rushuang will also be able to catch the young master's eye.
Even if the young master was happy and rewarded them with something, it would be enough for ordinary people like them to live a good life for many years.
Song Rushuang appears to be modest enough.
I didn't feel the slightest bit annoyed with the people who came to me later just because of the back and forth conversation.
She knew better than anyone why everyone was so warm to her.
Everything is doomed to fail anyway.
So what else does Song Rushuang care about?
Just think of it as spending a little time acting out a play.
She had gotten it for free, so the ones who should be complaining were not her, but these people who had worked so hard to come to her.
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