All the servants stood in the super large living room in fear, with their heads lowered...
Mr. Long has a habit, that is, except for his dead wife, he has never brought any woman into the villa for so many years...!!
Today is the first time since his wife passed away that he brought a woman back, and she is still a young woman...!!
The servants were all called to the living room.
They don't know if this will be their future mistress.
I don’t even know if this mistress can be taken care of well...!!
If they are not well taken care of, their life will be more than ten times worse than before...!
After all, Lord Long is already quite difficult to maintain.
Therefore, everyone was nervously waiting for Mr. Long to speak.
Mr. Long was sitting on the sofa, and after smoking a cigar, he stood up slowly...
He took the little woman he brought back - An Suyang.
"From today on, my daughter, Shia, has returned. You all listen to me and take good care of her. If she makes any mistake, I want you all to live worse than death...!!"
All the servants lowered their heads lower, and their voices were uniform and powerful, "Don't worry, sir, we will do our best to take good care of the lady!!"
An Suyang felt a chill running down his spine.
It seems that Lord Long is indeed not a kind person...
He rolled his eyes and plucked up the courage, "Don't be so formal, everyone. From now on, we are all a family..."
"No!! My daughter is nobler than anyone else, how can she be a family member with them?!!"
Mr. Long's eyes were so big that he wanted to pop out.
The servants were so frightened that they hurriedly knelt on the ground and kowtowed.
"Sir, have mercy on me, please have mercy on me, we all have a low life, how can we be a family with the young lady, we deserve to die, we deserve to die...!!"
The leader was a man in his forties, who looked like a butler.
He kept pumping his mouth, using all his strength every time.
The servant kneeling behind him also imitated his example and kept slapping his own mouth.
Soon, blood began to ooze from the corners of their mouths, and An Suyang was so frightened that he dared not speak out...
She looked at Mr. Long in horror, her eyes full of anger, but she never dared to say another word.
I am afraid that if I say too much and make too many mistakes, I will hurt others.
Master Long seemed to be satisfied with her expression and hugged An Suyang tighter.
"Xia, you and your mother have the same temperament. You are so kind that it makes me feel bad."