Chapter 32: The little prince is coming to a variety show?
Your family.
Jun Jiu was entering the main building of the manor as usual, carrying a large stack of information, when the old butler suddenly stopped him mysteriously.
"Butler Mu, what's the matter?"
Butler Mu is sixty years old, but his hair is not completely white and he looks very energetic.
He approached Jun Jiu and said with a smile: "The young master said that you should go to him after you finish your report."
The old fox smiled so attentively?
Jun Jiu felt a chill on his back: "Young Master, if you want to see me, just go ahead. Why are you smiling like that? It must be something bad!"
Butler Mu explained warmly: "The young master means that he doesn't want the head of the family to know about this."
"Ah?" Jun Jiu was stunned.
Young Master Yan listened to the master the most and would report all matters, big or small, on his own initiative. But after returning from City C this time, he suddenly became worried.
This change cannot be said to be a bad thing.
It’s normal for children to have many ideas as they grow up!
I’m afraid my child will rebel!
One is the head of the family, and the other is the future head of the family. If Young Master Yan has any strange ideas that will anger the head of the family, the only ones who will suffer in the end are these subordinates.
Butler Mu patted his shoulder, looking serious as if he had handed over something important: "Anyway, don't tell the master."
Depend on!
This expression is obviously a trap!
Jun Jiu swallowed his saliva and asked weakly, "Can I not go?"
Butler Mu's eyes seemed to reflect everything in the world, bright and sharp.
Gently asked back: "What do you think?"
The tone was friendly and not threatening at all!
Jun Jiu was immediately discouraged: "Okay, I get it."
Butler Mu nodded with satisfaction and walked away leisurely.
When reporting in the study, Jun Jiu was thinking about this matter and was a little nervous throughout the whole process.
Jun Li glanced at the data chart on the projection screen, and his chin slightly raised revealed a clearly defined arc.
His eyes were cold and he could not see any emotion at all.
But his eyes occasionally stopped on Jun Jiu.
After a moment, he knocked on the table, signaling him to stop reporting.
Jun Jiu was as if facing a formidable enemy, with all the hair on his body standing up: "Master, is there any data that is wrong?"
Jun Li glanced at him, sat back on the sofa, and said calmly: "What happened to you tonight?"
Jun Jiu's hands trembled: "Nothing... nothing."
"Really?" Jun Li asked back with an unquestionable certainty.
Jun Jiu immediately cried and said, "Master, please don't ask any more questions..."
This reaction?
Jun Li leaned back comfortably, the coldness in the corners of his brows gradually dissipated, and a little warmth appeared: "Is it Xiao Yan?"
There was no way Jun Jiu could hide it from the patriarch, he almost knelt down: "Master Yan said that you must not know..."
"Heh." Jun Li smiled, which was rare. "The child has grown up and has his own worries."
The eyes that usually held a sword in their eyes showed signs of softening.
"Well, it's a good thing that he has his own ideas. He can't listen to my opinions all his life. As long as he doesn't go too far, let him be." Jun Li said indifferently, "I will pretend that I don't know about this. You can go."
With the affirmative reply from the patriarch, Jun Jiu breathed a sigh of relief: "Okay! I'll go right away!"
It was not until Jun Jiu left the room that Jun Li gently withdrew his gaze.
There was a doting smile on the raised lips.
Jun Jiu knocked on the door: "Master Yan, are you looking for me?"
Jun Yan turned around from the French window.
The delicate little face is simply a scaled-down version of the owner of the house; the quiet eyes are even better than the owner of the house.
That kind of cold look, if it appeared on any adult's face, would at most give off a sense of oppression, but when it appeared on a five-year-old child, it felt strangely chilling.
For example, Jun Jiu would always shudder every time he saw Young Master Yan’s expressionless face.
Jun Yan was wearing a high-end suit, his back was straight, and when he spoke, Jun Jiu almost knelt down: "My father knows?"
Jun Jiu was sweating profusely: "Master Yan..."
You are so smart, aren't you?
Jun Yan raised his hand, and on his wrist was a starlight watch full of diamonds.
"Five minutes early."
Jun Jiu said: "What do you mean?"
Jun Yan had an expression as if he was communicating with a mortal: "When you report to my dad, even if you have nothing to do, you will stay in the study for fifteen minutes. But today you came five minutes early. It was your expression that gave it away, and my dad found out."
A sure hit!
Jun Jiu was about to cry: "Master Yan, don't tear me apart! You and Butler Mu are playing so mysteriously, I'm really not cut out for acting QAQ..."
"Oh." Jun Yan said indifferently, "I didn't intend to ask you to keep it a secret."
Jun Jiu then realized: "So you just want me to expose myself in front of the Patriarch? No, Master Yan, if you have any ideas, you can communicate directly with the Patriarch!"
There's no need to take us subordinates out to play...
Jun Yan did not answer his question, but raised the corners of his lips in a smile: "What did my father say?"
Jun Jiu said with a sad face: "The head of the family said that as long as you don't go too far, you can play however you want."
"Okay, I'm going to a program crew, you arrange it for me." Jun Yan gave the order coldly.
Huh?
Jun Jiu didn't understand: "Master Yan put so much thought into this, just to join a program group?"
"What do you know?" Jun Yan said seriously, "I'm going to do something serious."
Although he knew he shouldn't ask, Jun Jiu couldn't help but gossip, "What's the matter?"
Something that could attract Young Master Yan's attention must be extraordinary.
However, Little Iceberg's mouth is very tight-lipped. Unless he wants to speak, there is no way to get anything out of Young Master Yan.
Jun Jiu never thought that he would reply to him.
As a result, as soon as he finished speaking, Jun Yan's eyes suddenly brightened.
He replied seriously: "Is choosing a mistress considered a serious matter?"
Holy shit?!
Jun Jiu's mouth seemed to be stuffed with an egg, and he was so surprised that he couldn't even close it!
It took me a long time to find my voice again.
"You, you, you... Master Yan, are you going to find a wife for the master of the family?"
Jun Yan nodded.
Jun Jiu was even more shocked: "But the master refuted your idea last time! You want to choose a mother——"
Jun Yan interrupted calmly, raising his delicate eyebrows: "I didn't say it was the head of this family."
Jun Jiu: ????? ????? ?????
Jun Yan turned around, leaving behind a cold back: "Now that I understand, let's do it. Apart from the name Jun Yan, I don't want anyone from the program team to know about my relationship with the Jun family."
Jun Jiu: ...
The Jun family just transferred 200 million, and now someone named Jun appears in the program group...
Is this hard to guess?
But he had no choice but to compromise: "Okay, I'll do it right away."
Walking out of the manor, Jun Jiu sighed with regret.
The father and son are amazing!
Butler Mu seemed to have been squatting here waiting for him for a long time, and walked over slowly: "Xiao Jiu, have you met the young master?"
Jun Jiuzhen was about to cry: "Butler Mu, please don't cheat me in this kind of thing in the future, okay?"
Butler Mu smiled kindly: "Helping Master Yan do things, are you wronged?"
"This matter——"
Butler Mu obviously knew what he was going to say and patted Jun Jiu's shoulder gently.
"Do it well, maybe when this is over, we will really have a mistress in our family!"
Jun Jiu's face fell.
(End of this chapter)
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