MTL - Please Take Care of Me, Young Master Quan

  Chapter 5 The first lesson Shen Qian taught her

  Shen Qian didn't look at her, and said quietly: "...No inconvenience."

   Just like that, Shen Yu lived on the south side of the second floor.

   This also means that she has been recognized, although only by Shen Zongming and Shen Chunjiang.

  The room is very spacious with a separate bathroom.

  The bed is large, covered with light blue sheets, and the dressing table is on the left.

  A pair of small orange sofas are randomly placed near the window, and they feel very soft just by looking at them.

  Shen Wei stood still, glanced once, twice.

   At the third eye, I decided to change their position and move to the end of the bed.

   She thought that if a snow-white cashmere carpet was added, the orange would be set off more brightly.

  Shen Yu sat down and leaned back in the chair.

   His eyes lingered across the room, as if sizing up something precious, but sarcasm flashed. You know, she worked hard for seven years in her previous life, but she couldn't live on the second floor.

  Knock knock—

   There was a knock on the door.

  Shen Wei raised her eyebrows: "Who?"

   "Miss San, I'll bring your luggage up for you."

  She got up and opened the door, and the maid stood at the door carrying a shabby plastic suitcase: "Do you need me to help you organize your clothes?"

   "No need." After saying that, he slammed the door shut.

  The maid is a little confused, not to say that the third lady is soft-tempered, like dough, why just now...

  She doesn't know how to describe it, but she is definitely not the kind and friendly person she imagined.

  Shen Yu didn't miss the moment of closing the door, and the maid's eyes showed astonishment. But so what?

  She acted in front of the Shen family in order to hide her strength and bide her time. She also had to act in front of the servants, which would be too tiring and too cheap.

  Shen Wei has always disdain to do useless work.

  She threw away a lot of old clothes before they arrived, so the box is very light.

  Cleaned out the several sets of clothes and trousers that I brought, folded them and put them in the closet, occupying only a small corner.

   Really poor.

  Shen Yu couldn't help but sigh.

  Picked out a nightdress, held it in his hand, kicked off his shoes, and quickly took off the white dress from bottom to top, humming a pop song that would appear in a few years, and walked naked to the bathroom.

  Due to the haste of check-in, the "careless servant" hadn't had time to prepare the toiletries, Shen Yu sneered, and Yang Lan's rank was no more than that.

  Compared to the head mistress who covered up her emotions with gentleness four years later, she was as tender as an astringent fruit.

   That's right, Shen Chunjiang hasn't broken her heart yet. Humans can only grow through repeated blows.

  Fortunately, she brought her own toothbrush, towel and soap, although rough, but enough.

  Shen Yu didn't wash for too long, and didn't use the bathtub.

  After drying her body and putting on a cotton pajamas, she spread out her long rolled up hair, and the original black long straight became fluffy and curly.

   Her favorite piece of furniture in the whole room, except for the pair of small sofas, is the full-length mirror.

  Standing in front of him, took a photo, and after confirming that there was no major problem, he picked up a glass and walked downstairs.

  On the spiral staircase, it was a coincidence that I ran into Shen Qian.

  She went downstairs, he went upstairs.

  The man was wearing house clothes, and he had obviously washed up. The light in the living room shone on his side face, and Shen Wei couldn't help but think of a word——

  Mo Shangren are like jade.

  She was a little stunned. Of course, it might be because of embarrassment that she didn't know how to speak.

  Shen Qian is like a behaviorist, involuntarily trying to figure out the girl's psychological activities through her body movements.

  It actually gave him a... sense of accomplishment?

Ah!

  The girl finally summoned up her courage and called out timidly: "Brother..."

   Shen Qian's nose was a little itchy, so he moved it slightly.

   "Hmm." The tone of the tone was a little bit false.

  The girl didn't feel slighted, but she secretly breathed a sigh of relief, as if she was delighted to get a one-word response from him.

   "Then I'll go down and get a glass of water..." She turned the glass in her hand.

  Shen Qian no longer looked at her. In fact, he had already looked away, but his peripheral vision lingered a little.

  The moment they passed each other, the two of them went their separate ways, but the fragrance of the girl's body after bathing stubbornly penetrated into his nostrils.

   Heh...it's Safeguard soap.

  Shen Wei walked to the living room, stood in front of the water dispenser and waited for the heating, and the sound of the man's footsteps gradually disappeared from the second floor, until the sound of closing the door came, and she was really relieved.

  Shen Qian, the young master of the Shen family, the actual controller and president of Tianshui Real Estate under Mingda, was raised by the old man as his heir since he was a child. Although he is only 24 years old, he is capable.

  The growing growth of Tianshui Real Estate is enough to prove his extraordinary business acumen.

  In her previous life, she was given a resounding slap by this man when she poured water on her head because she could not bear Shen Yan's insult. Since then, she has been permanently deaf in her left ear.

  Shen Wei raised his hand and touched the left earlobe, and the humming noise seemed to come back again.

   She shivered.

   It was Shen Qian who taught her the first lesson at the Shen family.

  The memory is so fresh that I can "never forget it" even if I start over from the beginning. Don't worry, I will return it one day.

   After receiving half a cup of hot water, and another half cup of cold water, she held it in her hand and prepared to go upstairs.

  Suddenly, the door of the study room on the left opened, and Shen Chunjiang came out from inside, half-closed his eyes, rubbing his temples wearily.

  Shen Yu suddenly laughed.

  Holding a glass in his hand, he went up to him, "Dad—"

  (end of this chapter)