After putting down a harsh and ruthless statement, Mr. Feng temporarily lost interest in the new southern Xinjiang girl.
If it were any other day, he would not have given up on the test so simply, but today's day is special. If something goes wrong, the master will not receive the expected amount of money, and he will be skinned even if he does not die.
Now, he still has to entertain the head of the Zhao family, the head of the Li family and other rich people. It is necessary to let these boys who give money feel a certain amount of pressure before the masters appear, and not be ignored too much.
There are many things, but Butler Feng can't wait for too long.
He finally sneered at Yu Xing, and the maid and servants not far away turned their eyes and looked at Yu Xing neatly at this moment.
"New, be careful in your words and actions, my 'people' will stare at you..."
"Who is afraid of this?" Yu Xing disdained.
After separation from the butler, time passed by little.
Yu Xing watched the butler enter a social state, and used elegant words to walk on the most vulgar occasion, chuckled and turned around and left.
Although he had been in an inconspicuous position in the dark, many people still noticed him. After all, he was the only maid present who did not wear the clothes of the servants of the Fengfu.
Different means privilege.
If you don’t know whose family he comes from, you will naturally be curious about his origin and the power of the master behind him. If you know that he was brought in by Mrs. Xue, you even want to reveal some secrets of Mrs. Feng from him, such as whether Mrs. Xue was inspired by the masters and was about to reach the peak of power?
But a problem arises.
Those who attended the birthday party today were all wealthy businessmen and those who were called the master's wife.
No one can bear to take the initiative to make friends with a maid, but he dare not give anything with a noble attitude.
This maid is the first maid to attend a birthday party!
With this skill, it is better to test her master Mrs. Xue directly, but Mrs. Xue is involved in the wife's socializing table. If men want to get there, it is really inappropriate.
What about Mrs. Xue’s husband?
Someone really went to talk.
I don’t know if it was because of a bad mood, the man who was just ordinary except for business was even owed a smile, and his face was cold, which made everyone feel disappointed.
He was irritable, and after coming back in disappointment, he couldn't help but spat and cursed in a low voice: "Is he my turn to take Joe today? Haha, I bet he knows nothing, Mrs. Xue's methods will never tell him!"
Zhao Yi was also annoyed when he was drunk.
He could play a role in deduction, face ghosts and those with different ulterior motives, but he was too lazy to deal with these idiots. He asked him to communicate with these people with the mediocre and even weak attitude of Mrs. Xue's husband. He was afraid that he would not be able to resist demolishing the Feng Mansion.
Just as he was cursing in his heart with a gloomy face, suddenly, the colorful "little maid" moved to his side.
The maid seemed to have no idea how many ears were facing them. She looked at him with a less-than-like gaze, and then she smiled cheerfully and a little exaggeratedly: "Master, you are not feeling well today. Madam, let me see you."
"Are you okay? It shouldn't be embarrassing your wife at the birthday party because of your discomfort?"
Hiss, this maid threatened her master, and she was indeed a virtuous woman with Mrs. Xue!
Suddenly, among the people who were quietly following them, some people lost their interest in Mrs. Xue's husband, and their eyes flashed and they began to think about their own little Jiujiu.
I'm afraid this maid knows more than her male protagonist!
Zhao Yi paused, looked at Yu Xing, and suddenly the corners of his mouth raised, showing a gentle and natural smile.
His voice was slightly hoarse, and his emotions just showed caution and obscure love for Mrs. Xue: "Of course, tell her that I will not be a burden to her, I am just... a little tired."
Even though they had planned it long ago, even though they had already practiced it last night, Yu Xing was still stunned for a moment.
Brother Jiu can really act.
Although Mrs. Xue’s husband is the simplest and brightest among all the people they replaced, Brother Jiu’s serious performance still exceeded expectations!
Zhao Yijiu said that in the year when Yu Xing disappeared, he inevitably participated in many copies of the highly-acted roles.
He can grow into a stand-alone deducer and cannot leave such a shortcoming, so when necessary, he can do what he should do without leaving any trace.
But Zhao Mou also pointed out that Zhao Yijiu's behavior is not a real role, but an imitation. He lacks empathy and cannot understand what it means for others to make a certain expression.
He can only imitate the words and deeds of people he has seen before, controlling his muscles to make the same details.
The principle is actually the same as the real facial paralysis that affects the nerves and makes a smile.
But Zhao Yijiu made these actions much easier than Ren Yi. Ren Yi could not make any expressions at all. It was the deducer who relieved his lack of control over his facial muscles and gave him the qualification to survive in the dungeon.
After thinking about something casually, Yu Xing looked polite and said to Mrs. Xue’s husband played by Zhao Yijiu: “This is the best. The wife said that he is looking forward to today’s birthday party and sincerely wishes Mr. Feng’s birthday, and does not want his family to be disappointed.”
"Even if you are dissatisfied-" the maid lowered her voice, "Don't show it on her face."
Zhao Yijiu's fingers were obviously curled up, she lowered her head slightly, and said humbly: "I know."
The maid came and went like the wind. After warning him, she ran away again, as if she was heading towards several remote ladies who were enjoying flowers.
But the pressure around Mrs. Xue’s husband was reduced sharply.
Zhao Yijiu knew very well that it was Yu Xing who was diverting his attention for him, so he let out a sigh of relief and turned his eyes to his brother.
Mrs. Xue was good at dancing on the surface, which made several wives smile. In a sense, such social interaction touched Zhao Mou's comfort zone.
In the dark, I admired the overall situation with a glance, and finally moved away from Zhao Mou.
"Young Master, do you still think Sister Xue has a problem?"
The doors and windows were tightly closed and the dark room, and the subordinates in black robe asked questions.
In front of him, Erhong stood with her arms in a low-key and luxurious robe: "Who knows."
"She is no different from usual, but I just think something is wrong. If she is fine, it is just that there is something wrong with the people around her."
The young master, who was still young, had a completely opposite mature and sophisticated look in his eyes: "Doctor Zhao happened to be on duty today's birthday party, and all the people I noticed disappeared. Do you think this would be a coincidence?"
The subordinate bowed: "It shouldn't be a coincidence. Young Master, do you think they will sneak into the birthday party to destroy the plans of all masters?"
"I'm just confused when they can't get in." Erhong curled his lips, "You stay here and continue watching the scene. I'll meet that maid - from Nanjiang? Why don't I believe it?"