"Hey, what do you want me to teach you?" Du Ziteng twisted his waist and took off her hand, a little angry that he hated iron and steel, "I said, girl, you are a girl, can you let me, a boy, teach you...what?

To make the young master happy?"

An Yurou pouted, looking down and pinching the strap of her skirt as if she was scared and at a loss, "I want to... treat you as a good sister."

"Haha..." Zhenzhen covered her mouth and laughed again.

Du Ziteng put his hands on his hips and glared angrily at Zhenzhen, who was snickering. Zhenzhen quickly stopped laughing and turned her back.

"Damn girl, look up and see clearly, I am not your sister, I am your chief manager! Really, it seems that I am too easy to talk to." Du Ziteng lowered his face, straightened his posture, and acted like a man.

Momentum, "If you are rude to me again in the future, I will make you all walk around with nothing to eat!"

An Yurou looked at the ground, lowered her head and said nothing, and the slightly raised corners of her lips revealed that she wanted to laugh.

She couldn't talk any more. This "stomach ache" was Mu Qingyu's trusted manager, otherwise, the devil-like man would not agree to Manager Du's kind arrangements again and again.

Once I asked to buy her daily necessities.

This time, she was given a guest room again.

How nice it is here, just like the room at home, with air conditioning installed, and even the color of the furniture is the same. The only difference is that the curtains are blue, but she likes it very much.

After Du Ziteng left, Zhenzhen told her: "Our eldest young master is very good to Mr. Du. I heard that they have been together for ten years. Yurou, don't offend him. Although he can be a bit arrogant sometimes, his heart can easily become soft."

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"Yes." An Yurou nodded.

"I have moved all your things here for you. You can arrange them yourself. By the way, I have some good news for you," Zhenzhen grinned happily and leaned into An Yurou's ear and said, "Fan Lili has returned to Canada.

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An Yurou was startled, blinked in confusion, and asked hurriedly: "Will you come back?"

"Not sure."

No matter when Fan Lili comes back, An Yurou's heart is somewhat relaxed as long as she is not around.

After placing her clothes and daily necessities, An Yurou briefly washed herself and climbed into bed.

Simmons was very soft, and the pillows and sheets were all new, with a faint fragrance. As soon as she lay down, she hugged the dog in her arms, and fell asleep in a short while.

In the evening, Mu Qingyu returned home. Du Ziteng helped him get his briefcase, and while going upstairs, he gently leaned next to him and said something.

They walked into the bedroom together, and Du Ziteng took a cold shower for him and helped him change into casual clothes.

"When she gets better, let her do these things." Mu Qingyu said calmly as he buckled the belt.

Du Ziteng lowered his eyes, feeling a little disappointed. Mu Qingyu raised his eyes, tilted his thin lips slightly, and raised a smile, "I'm afraid you will work too hard."

"I'm not working hard." Du Ziteng raised his head, put away his disappointed expression, and glared at Mu Qingyu, "I'm just used to it. After we get together with you, I care about you like a father and a mother. You don't need me to wait on you in the future.

I'll be too busy."

Mu Qingyu raised his hand and pinched his nose, then patted his face, his movements natural and affectionate, "How about I find you a girlfriend?"

"No, you have to wait until you get married before looking for her."

"Don't forget, you are one year older than me."

"So what? Anyway, Xiao Yuyu, if you don't get married, I will still be waiting by your side."

Mu Qingyu stared at him, with a trace of softness flashing in his eyes. He took his shoulder and patted him hard, "Okay, it's up to you! Go down and eat."

When An Yurou woke up, it was already dark. She touched the bed and found it was soft.

Then he raised his face and looked at the ceiling. It was white and clean, with a simple rose-shaped chandelier on it.

After blinking, An Yurou suddenly realized that this was the new room she had just moved into. An Yurou got up and opened the curtains.

She looked toward the door, but unfortunately, the floor was not high and several big trees blocked her view.

She tied up her messy hair casually, wore an ordinary cotton sleeveless dress, and ran downstairs. Just as she was about to step out the door, a cold voice pierced her ears from behind - "Stop!"

She shuddered and stopped.

"Where to go?" The steady and powerful footsteps approached, and the voice became colder. An Yurou's nerves immediately went crazy. She slowly turned her head and met Mu Qingyu's indifferent gaze.

"I...I want to go to the gate to see," she swallowed and rolled her eyes, "to see the scenery."

"Do you like to see the scenery?" Mu Qingyu asked again with rare interest.

"Yes." An Yurou pursed her lips and looked at him carefully.

Mu Qingyu narrowed his eyes and glanced sharply at her up and down. Suddenly he stretched out his hand, grabbed her wrist and walked out of the door.

The man's steps were extremely long, and An Yurou, wearing a pair of pink sandals, stumbled and almost fell.

She thought he was kind enough to take her to the gate, but unexpectedly, he stopped under a camphor tree.

An Yurou didn't know why. She looked up at the thick tree and looked down at the shoes that had accidentally fallen off.

He didn't speak, so she didn't dare to say anything. She lowered her head and picked up her shoes and put them on her feet.

"Don't wear any clothes and climb up." The man said, "The scenery up there is unique."

An Yurou immediately stiffened and looked at him with dull eyes.

Mu Qingyu narrowed his handsome eyes, pointed at the tree trunk, and then pointed at the top bifurcation.

Obviously, this tree is taller than the two-meter-high fence, and the forked branches on it are strong. If you climb up... you will definitely reach the top and see all the trees at a glance.

"Mr. Mu..." she murmured, her hair trembling in the wind.

"Call me young master!"

"Oh... Young Master, I can't climb trees." An Yurou scratched her skirt with both hands, her voice was soft, and she looked at his face, showing her delicate look.

"No? Then I'll help you." Mu Qingyu's handsome face was cold, and he stretched out his hands to support her arms.

"Ah, let me go!" When the man's strong palms held her shoulders tightly and her feet were in the air, An Yurou waved her hands in fear and shouted, "I don't want to watch, I don't want to

Go to the gate."

The cry attracted Du Ziteng, but he stopped fifty steps away.

"Don't watch?" Mu Qingyu put her down, and An Yurou hurriedly backed away, leaning her back against the tree pole, her legs still trembling.

His clear eyes suddenly stared at Mu Qingyu with fear and resentment, wondering how he knew what he was thinking? When he turned his head, he saw Du Ziteng not far away, and a glimmer of understanding flashed in his eyes.

"Go back if you don't want to look!" Mu Qingyu's face sank and he shouted sternly.

An Yurou trembled, turned around and ran towards the big villa in a hurry. Because she was running so fast, her slippers fell off again. She turned back and collided head-on with Du Ziteng, who had just wanted to pick up her shoes for her.

She fell on her butt, frowned, grinned, and looked up at Du Ziteng with tears in her eyes.

[Author's digression]: Three circles on the left, three circles on the right, neck twisting, butt twisting, Du Ziteng pulled An Yurou to tell everyone: "This girl is pitiful and annoying, I won't do anything good if she comes,

Even if you look at her like this now, she might one day overwhelm the young master, so everyone should sympathize with me. If you leave more messages and spread the word, I will not torment me anymore, hehe
Chapter completed!