C212 (2/2)
”Madam, thank you for my sister's help.” Wang Yingying could also see the distance Su Wangzheng was keeping away from her, but she had no choice but to say, ”The day after you were injured, I contacted my little sister. She is now at Euromonitor International. I know that it was your order. I will never forget the kindness you have shown to us sisters. ”
Upon hearing Wang Yingying's words, Su Wangzheng suddenly recalled the incident with Wang Pingping.
It had been a long time since he had contacted Ou Ziyang, so he didn't know how Wang Pingping was doing. Now that the two sisters had contacted each other, that would be great. Su Wangzheng took a deep breath and slowly said, ”You were the one who helped me first. I deserve to repay you.”
That was true. It was also Su Wangzheng's usual way of doing things.
If people respect me for one foot, I respect them for ten feet.
Wang Yingying had helped her, and she had returned her help. Because of this, she truly considered her a friend.
But now, she called her wife humbly, leaving her with no idea of what to do. It seemed that everything had to be done slowly.
”She's obviously the Madam, but she has to be a servant if she wants to get into an argument with Teacher.” Wang Yingying raised her eyes to look at Su Wangzheng, half baffled, and half reproachful as she spoke.
With a single sentence, Su Wangzheng was stunned.
So it turned out that Wang Yingying was still Wang Yingying. Other than her, there was probably no one else who dared to speak like that right?
However, she and Xiao Yiran were at loggerheads and insisted on being servants, so her words were quite a bit wrong. Su Zheng raised his eyes and asked with a smile: ”Xiao Yiran told you.”
”That's right. I was worried that you wouldn't have the ability to trust me in the future, so Master switched out everyone's servants and left me behind.” When Wang Yingying said it, she was a bit complaining and also rejoicing.
The reason for their complaints was naturally because of Su Wangzheng. Their mistress had played the same game, causing many people to lose their jobs.
Fortunately, due to some mishaps, he had accidentally become the mistress's good friend. Not only had he received a promotion, but his sister had also received a good job.
Su Wenzheng felt bitterness in his heart.
Who would have thought that Xiao Yiran would actually replace all of the servants. He reckoned that at that time, even the cold words exchanged between the servants had entered his ears.
She didn't kill him, but she still killed so many of him.
She knew that even Wang Yingying had feelings for her, but she dared not to say anything.
She forced out a smile and said, ”Yingying, I'm not such a delicate person, I believe that all these days I've spent with you have not been for nothing. We still have many opportunities in the future, you should know what sort of person I am.”
Wang Yingying seemed to have never thought that Su Wangzheng would be so sincere. Suddenly saying so, she awkwardly smiled, not knowing how to start.
”It's fine, we have a lot of time. I'll get changed and go downstairs to eat.” Su Wangzheng smiled, but when she turned around, she was lying on the bed. When Zhao Chen got on, she said, ”That's my son. I'll have to trouble you to take care of him in the future.”
”Yes, Mister said something about Young Master and that you want me and Miss Tang to look after him in the future.” Wang Yingying nodded her head, then opened her mouth and replied.
Su You's zither paused for a moment, then he smiled without saying a word. It seemed that Xiao Yiran had already told everyone that Zhao Chen was his child. Was he really going to treat him like his own?
When Su Wangzheng finished changing and went to the dining room, Xiao Yiran was sitting on the reclining chair reading a newspaper.
Su Wangzheng already knew this because any capitalist would like to read the newspapers while eating.
Su Zhizheng was a lazy person and didn't like to read the dense text. Instead of reading the newspaper, she might as well sleep for a while. Therefore, Su You Zheng also knew that she will never become a capitalist.
”You're here.” Seeing that Su Wansan's zither had arrived, Xiao Yiran put down the newspaper in his hands and greeted him with a smile. At the same time, he waved his hand, signaling the butler to start the meal.
Su Wangzheng sat down without saying a word.
The third floor was still the same, with no one allowed near it. Previously, only the steward could come up, but now there were Tang Aili and Wang Yingying.
At this moment, the two of them were standing there, one on the left and the other on the right, helping the butler to pass them their breakfast.
Although it was just breakfast, there were more than twenty different kinds of dishes scattered around, from Chinese style to Western style.
After placing the breakfast on the table, Xiao Yiran waved for them to leave. After all, he could tell that Su Zhizheng was feeling uncomfortable under the gazes of so many people.
Su Wangzheng never had much to eat for breakfast, so it was basically non-existent. Add. She wasn't very hungry yet, and her mood was a little sloppy, so she drank only half a glass of milk and ate half a pizza. Xiao Yiran also felt that Su Wangzheng was in a bad mood. He also casually drank a bowl of congee and watched as Su Wangzheng put down her chopsticks before putting them down as well.
Afterwards, the two of them walked to the entrance of the villa and climbed onto the cool Lamborghini that was already waiting for them at the entrance of Xiao Yiran's villa. During this period of time, Su Wangzheng glanced left and right, seeing that all the servants were cleaning the place, he was quite familiar with them. It seemed that there was really a new batch of servants.
Looking at the expression on Su Wansan's zither, Xiao Yiran understood why Su You's zither didn't seem to be very happy. He thoughtfully opened the door for Su Zhizheng and drove out of the villa.
”Are you unhappy about Wang Yingying's matter?” Xiao Yiran looked straight ahead as he concentrated on driving. Suddenly, he casually spoke.