633 Lou qingyue, what are you doing?: 1:

Miss, this is her registration information.

The man in the front seat handed over a tablet, and the woman stretched out her red manicure hand. Her soft and charming eyes drooped down, and her short hair also slid down from her ears, half covering her stunning face.

The screen glowed, occasionally reflecting on the red nails, shining in the dark car, mysterious and eerie.

Her fingers slid across the screen, and when she saw a picture, her eyes showed her interest.

Interesting.

The man turned his head. miss, do you want to go back first? the second Madam has been waiting for you.

Then let her wait: : the woman threw away the tablet and said casually.

The man was a little flustered. He had long known that this young lady of his was not easy to serve. After returning from abroad for three years, he felt that her temper had become even weirder.

It was no wonder that none of them were willing to come when he mentioned picking her up.

He held back his trembling heart. second Madam told me this morning that as long as you came back, you should immediately go back to see her, Hanhan.

The woman's eyes opened, and her coldness flew over like a knife. The man immediately shut his mouth.

She leaned against the back seat and crossed her arms in front of her chest. Her posture was cold and arrogant. alright, then let's go back.

The man immediately did as he was told.

The driver drove the car nervously, afraid that any movement would disturb the woman in the back seat.

Fortunately, there was no danger along the way and they arrived at the mountain Gate safely.

After a series of checks, the vehicle was allowed to pass.

The black limousine followed the winding road, went up the mountain forest, and finally stopped in front of the magnificent and ancient duplex Manor.

The chauffeur got out of the car and opened the door for the woman. He was respectful and fearful. miss, please get out of the car.

Lou qingyue, who was wearing ten-centimeter high heels, looked at the manor that she had not seen for a long time. Her eyes were blurred.

There was fog in the mountains, and it was winter, so it was cold.

However, the woman's calves were bare, and she wore a tight-fitting short skirt on the inside. She was wearing a limited-edition coat from a certain big brand, as if she didn't know the cold.

Her rosy lips curled up. I haven't been back for a long time. You haven't changed at all.

Miss, you haven't changed much. You're still as beautiful as ever, the man said with a flattering smile.

Lou qingyue looked at him from the corner of her eyes and put her hand on his shoulder.

The man's body instantly froze, and he didn't dare to move.

Her eyes were full of love, and her every move was full of charm.

What did you just call me?

The corners of the man's eyes twitched as he looked at the woman's gentle and smiling face that was close to him. miss little Yingluo?

Lou qingyue's smile widened. miss?

The man sensed danger, but he didn't know what he had said wrong. He looked at her in panic.

The smile on the woman's face suddenly disappeared, replaced by a cold expression. She kicked his calf, and he knelt down in pain.

Lou qingyue looked down at her as if she was looking at a lowly person. before she came back, you all called me young miss. Now that she's back, I'm a young miss?

The man knelt on the ground and shook his head in fear. miss, miss, miss, miss, I know I was wrong!

Lou qingyue's eyes were filled with anger, and her words were full of unwillingness.

In the three years that I wasn't here, she has taught you guys well.

In terms of age, she was clearly the only one who could bear the title of young miss, but that woman had bribed all the servants and subordinates while she was not around.

Young miss, I was wrong! Please don't punish me by sending me to the solitary room, I'm sorry, Yingluo!

She didn't care about her image at all and stepped on the man's back with one foot. She felt great when she saw him bend down in humiliation and beg for mercy on the ground without any self-respect.

Tell me, how much did she give you? she asked.

Before the man could answer, she heard footsteps behind her.

The woman coldly called out her name. Lou qingyue, what are you doing?