The comfort level is definitely the best, and the level of luxury, although it is by no means the kind of golden wall splendor, people with a little bit of taste can taste the extreme magnificence from the furnishings of these residences, even a stone.
The small screws are all world-famous brands. Xuewei couldn't help it and secretly criticized Guan Qiyou's luxury.
A gentle knock on the door alerted Xuewei, and the villa's full-time housekeeper opened the door and walked in, followed by two servants holding large boxes in their hands.
"Miss Jiang." The housekeeper and the servant bowed respectfully to Xuewei.
Xuewei nodded, glanced at the big boxes, and asked in confusion: "What is this?"
"Ms. Jiang, here are the dresses, shoes and related accessories for you and the young master. A makeup artist will come to do your styling in a moment. Mr. Guan told you that you and the young master must be ready before six o'clock.
He will come back to pick you and the young master up to attend the event."
Xuewei frowned slightly, "Activity? What activity? It has nothing to do with me, I won't go." She instinctively rejected it, especially Guan Qiyou's sudden attack method was unacceptable. Besides, he wanted to
Why should she accompany Tianze when participating in activities? Even though Tianze is his son, she is not his, so she will not go.
"Ms. Jiang, I don't know what the activity is. It's just... Mr. Guan's order, please Miss Jiang not to embarrass us." The housekeeper said nothing about the content of the activity. Maybe he didn't know if it was true. He missed Guan Qiyou.
How could he report anything to others, let alone a housekeeper? But it was obvious that the housekeeper and servants were very loyal to him. They held up the box and lowered their heads, as if Xuewei didn't
If you agree, they won't give up.
"You..." Xuewei wanted to say something else, but when she thought about it, it was all in vain, so she could only sigh helplessly, "Forget it, put your things down!"
Xuewei thought about it, as long as she refused to accept it, Guan Qiyou wouldn't be able to do anything to her when the time came in the evening.
As soon as the housekeeper and the servants left, Tianze ran out of the door happily, calling mommy as he ran, looking at the bright smile on his face, as if something happy happened.
"Mommy, is my dress here with you?" Tianze ran in with excitement on his face and his little head was still looking around. When he saw several big boxes on the sofa, his big eyes lit up.
The fat little finger pointed and asked: "Mommy, is this it? Which one is mine?"
"Tianze, what...are you talking about? What dress?" Xuewei was a little confused. She didn't know how this little guy knew about the dress. Did the housekeeper tell him?
"Mommy, why don't you know? Didn't Uncle Guan tell you?" The little guy was stunned and blinked at Xuewei.
"Uh - you...how did you know?" Xuewei asked subconsciously.
The little guy raised his eyebrows, "Of course it was Uncle Guan who called me to tell me! He asked Mommy and I to put on our formal clothes and wait for him, and he would come back to pick us up." The little guy said it in a decent manner, and in a very formal way.
A look full of expectation.
"..." Xuewei opened her mouth, but didn't know how to answer. It turned out that Guan Qiyou was sure that she would not agree to go, so he worked hard on the little guy. Now, Tianze seems to be in high spirits.
She was really looking forward to wearing the little dress, could she still have the heart to refuse and make the little guy unhappy?