The old man smiled, stood up, and said with a smile: "The old man is old, so he goes upstairs to rest."
Dong Yutong lowered her eyes, glanced at him, and forced a smile on her face: "Then uncle, have a good rest."
The old man nodded slightly and pointed to a servant to take her to the guest room for rest.
Dong Yutong carried a small bag and followed the servant to the guest room upstairs. The room was not small and was beautifully decorated. The crystal chandelier above the head alone was worth a lot of money.
"Vague." Dong Yutong glanced upwards.
The servant was stunned and turned to look at her with a slightly strange look in his eyes.
In her eyes, this is just sour grapes.
What a beautiful crystal chandelier, but you don’t know how to appreciate it.
"Come here." Dong Yutong put her hand over her nose and pointed at the dark green potted plant on the balcony. She said in a commanding tone, "Take that thing away. It's affecting the appearance."
The servant looked in the direction she pointed and saw a pot of angelica sinensis on the balcony. It hadn't bloomed yet and looked like a pot of chives.
This was a gift from the young lady's friend, Miss Shen. The young lady placed it in all the rooms, big and small, in the villa. According to the young master of the Mo family, this pot was worth over a million.
"This... Young Madam said that the remaining grass is good for your health."
Dong Yutong snorted, raised her lips, and glanced at her with contempt: "This pot of broken grass can also be called Zhu Yu grass?"
"It is..."
"I asked you to take it away and bring in a bouquet of roses instead." Dong Yutong interrupted her, sat in front of the dressing table, and touched up her makeup with powder.
"Okay." The servant glanced at her, said no more, went over to get the Zhu Yu grass and left.
Could the Zhu Yucao taken out from the 609 Research Institute be fake?
The servant pursed his lips, put the Zhu Yucao in another room, and then went to the kitchen to find a few roses. He bought them this morning for only three dollars each.
When Xia Mang woke up from her nap, Dongfang Cheng had already gone out. Millennium Group was developing very fast, and he had been quite busy recently.
"Young Madam." The servant saw Xia Mang coming downstairs and handed her a waistcoat.
"This is the bird's nest prepared by the kitchen." The servant brought the bird's nest in a white jade cup with roses carved on the wall. The roses would turn red when touched with water, which was magical.
Xia Mang didn't know when Chen Qing had learned this skill, she admired him so much.
Before he finished eating the bird's nest, he heard a sound from the stairs. Xia Mang frowned and raised his eyes to take a look.
Oh, it’s Dong Yutong coming down.
She walked slowly with her chin held high, like a colorful peacock.
"Eating bird's nest." Dong Yutong squinted her eyes, glanced in Xia Mang's direction, and sat down on the sofa opposite her.
"Miss Dong, shall I serve you a bowl?" the servant asked.
"Tsk..." Dong Yutong stretched his neck and saw the crystal clear bird's nest in Xia Mang's bowl.
"Forget it." She leaned back, her attitude proud. "Of this quality..."
Dong Yutong pursed her lips, but didn't finish the rest of her words, but the meaning was obvious.
Xia Mang finished her last bite and raised her head. The folds of her double eyelids looked very beautiful. Without makeup, there was a faint purple on her eyelids and a hint of crimson at the tails of her eyes, as if she had applied a very natural eye makeup, beautiful and seductive.
Dong Yutong saw her eyes and a flash of jealousy flashed across them.
"Cuicui." Xia Mang called the maid like this because her name contained the word "Cui", which was easy to remember.
"Have you heard the story of the fox and the crow?" Xia Mang glanced at Dong Yutong and said with a smile.
A pair of eyes seem to be able to speak. If they are slightly narrowed, the stars inside will jump out.
Cuicui was stunned for a second, then understood and continued, "Young Madam, you're talking about the guy who says the grapes are sour because he can't eat them, right?"
Dong Yutong's face turned purple, but Xia Mang didn't care. He smiled and said, "He's not a human, he's clearly a weasel."
Cuicui couldn't help laughing, and both the master and servant laughed loudly.
"What do you mean?" Dong Yutong could no longer sit still and stood up to question.
"We are telling stories. Does it have anything to do with you?" Xia Mang hooked his legs and squinted at her, looking very domineering.
"I'm Xiaocheng's cousin, how dare you talk to me like that!"
"Oh, does it have anything to do with me? It's just a watch."
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