Chapter 125 What I said to your brother is none of your business
When Jiang Qingzhou left, he met Bo Yan at the door. Bo Yan had been eavesdropping outside just now.
Although I don’t know what Jiang Qingzhou said to Bo Muhan, when I look at her again, I feel strange.
"Sister Zhou, what did you just say to my brother?"
Jiang Qingzhou rolled her eyes at her, "What did I tell him, do I still need to report it to you?"< br>
After saying that, she walked towards the elevator.
Bo Yan chased after him and said to Jiang Qingzhou before the elevator door closed: "Sister Zhou, please don't harm my brother. It's not easy for him to get to where he is today. If you are unhappy with something, you can ask him I'm coming, I'm not afraid!"
Jiang Qingzhou gave her a cold reply.
Oh, love makes people blind.
It turns out that when a person falls in love with another person, all his shortcomings and bad qualities can really be filtered out, leaving only love and admiration for him.
Jiang Qingzhou returned to Jiang's house.
Ma Meiru and Ma Jiaojiao have left, and the house is in a mess.
"Zhouzhou, are you back?"
Xia Yuze had scratches on the back of his hands, as if they were scratched by Ma Meiru.
She had nowhere to vent her anger, so she vented it all on Xia Yuze.
Jiang Qingzhou saw Xia Yuze's clues and led to other troubles. He quickly retracted his hands into his sleeves and carried them to the end.
Seeing that Jiang Qingzhou did not respond, Xia Yuze continued: "Ye Zichen said that as long as you are still the heir of the Jiang family, everything else will be easy. With Uncle Jiang's will, no one can even think about it..."
"Aze, I'm sleepy and want to go back to the room and take a nap!" Jiang Qingzhou interrupted Xia Yuze.
Xia Yuze was stunned for a moment, feeling that Jiang Qingzhou had changed and became a little strange.
“Oh, well, go to bed quickly. After working hard for several days, it’s time to have a good sleep!”
He watched her enter the room before leaving.
Lao Zhou saw Xia Yuze coming down from upstairs and pulled him aside and said, "Have you told the eldest lady about the funeral of the master... There is no resurrection after death, so the master must be buried in peace. This has been going on. Not to mention that we will be laughed at, even we ourselves will feel uneasy!"
Xia Yuze scratched his head. He was only eighteen years old and had no experience in this kind of thing.
"I wanted to tell Zhouzhou just now, but she said she wanted to sleep, so I didn't say anything."
Lao Zhou sighed in frustration, "This won't work, I'll go." Tell her!”
Xia Yuze stopped Lao Zhou, "She has been too tired these two days, let her sleep for a while!"
Jiang Qingzhou slept very deeply, without any dreams. When he woke up, It was already dark.
She stood up and stood in front of the window for a while, and found that the whole Jiang house seemed like daytime, and all the lights in the courtyard were on.
I haven’t eaten nearly anything for two days, and my stomach has already begun to protest.
"Gulu Gulu..." sang the empty city plan.
Jiang Qingzhou pressed his abdomen, put on some clothes outside his pajamas, and pulled on his slippers and went downstairs.
The living room was full of people, and Bo Muhan was also there.
They were discussing something, and when they saw her coming out of the elevator, they all shut up again.
"Let's do this for now, and we'll contact you later!"
After Bo Muhan said this, those people stood up and left.
The living room that was full of people just now was completely empty in less than a minute and returned to its usual empty appearance.
Jiang Qingzhou walked over and snuggled next to Bo Muhan like a kitten in front of all the servants in the family.
Seeing this, Lao Zhou was about to evacuate quickly, but Bo Muhan said to him: "Old Zhou, report what we discussed just now to the eldest lady."
"I'm hungry. I want to eat." Jiang Qingzhou spoke to Bo Muhan in a gentle and weak tone, as if he was coquettish.
"Then let me talk to you while you eat."
Jiang Qingzhou got up and entered the restaurant. There is another person in the restaurant, Bo Yan.
At first, Bo Yan was drinking porridge and whispering to Wu Ma. When Jiang Qingzhou came in, they quickly separated. They looked at each other with expressions that kept secrets.
Obviously this is her home, but she is like an outsider. Everyone is on guard against her, which makes her feel like she is fighting alone.
Jiang Qingzhou saw that what Wu’s mother served him was also porridge, and said angrily: "I don’t want to eat porridge, I want to eat steak."
In fact, she is not very picky about what she eats, especially at this time, as long as it can fill her stomach.
But she just wanted to deliberately make things difficult for Wu Ma. She was unhappy when she saw Wu Ma and Bo Yan whispering behind her back.
"The eldest lady has not eaten for several days. It is not easy to digest steak now. Let's eat some porridge first. I will fry the steak for you tomorrow."
"No, I am now I want to eat steak!”
Wu Ma looked at Bao Muhan in embarrassment. As long as Bao Muhan said that she was willful, she would not cook it today. Jiang Ruhai is dead, why is she still afraid of a little girl?
But Mu Han said: "Go and fry."
"But there is no steak at home now!"
"Go and buy it."
"Steward Han, it's almost eleven o'clock now "The supermarket has been closed for a long time.
Bo Muhan: "Let the person in charge of purchasing find a way."
Wu Ma was speechless.
Actually, we have steak at home, and it’s new today. She lied simply because she didn't want to go through the trouble of cooking again.
She pursed her lips, glared at Jiang Qingzhou secretly, and went into the kitchen to start cooking steaks.
"Brother Han's words will work!" Jiang Qingzhou said coolly, playing with the knife and fork on the table.
"Such a big thing happened at home, and Mother Wu is also tired. Miss, please don't think too much. Mother Wu is the elder of the family, and she definitely doesn't have any second thoughts." Lao Zhou went in with Mother Wu. The Jiang family worked in the Jiang family, and they were from the same hometown. Whenever something happened to Wu's mother, Lao Zhou would always say a few words to her.
Jiang Qingzhou pulled his lips and said, "I didn't think too much. It's you who thought too much. Wu Ma has been in our Jiang family for so many years. I still don't know what kind of temper she has? But I just want to eat steak now. If she can even do this If not, what kind of qualified servant is she?”
She said the word servant very strongly, deliberately letting Wu Ma in the kitchen next door hear it.
She wants her to know that no matter how powerful she is in this family, she is just a servant.
No matter how easy it is to be bullied, she is still the master of this family.
"Yes, the eldest lady is right, it was Wu Ma who was slacking off."
Jiang Qingzhou waved his hand at Lao Zhou: "You don't need to keep taking care of her mistakes. The responsibility belongs to everyone. Whoever is responsible is responsible. You are not her husband. Why do you always speak for her?"
< br>Lao Zhou's face turned red when he said one sentence, "Oh, Miss. Don’t make such a joke, I’m so old and I really can’t bear it. If this spreads out, do I still need this old face?” I no longer dare to speak for Wu Ma in front of Jiang Qingzhou.
"Brother Han just asked you to say something to me, now you can say it."
While she was speaking, Wu Ma cooked the steak and brought it to her.
"It turns out that frying a steak is so simple. I thought it would take a lot of effort!" Jiang Qingzhou said to Wu Ma deliberately.
Wu Ma blushed, said nothing, and walked out.
Lao Zhou was wondering, what happened to Jiang Qingzhou today? How did he become so...powerful?
You must know that she was willful in the past, but she never cared about such trivial matters.
I feel like a different person today.
"What's wrong, why is it so difficult to talk about?" Jiang Qingzhou was talking to Lao Zhou while cutting the steak gracefully.
Lao Zhou coughed twice, "That's it. Today, I, Butler Han, and several relatives and elders of the Jiang family, we discussed it and felt that it is best to keep a low profile for the master's funeral. Big deal!”
Jiang Qingzhou’s hand holding the fork froze and he looked at Lao Zhou with cold eyes.
(End of this chapter)