From this moment on, Ling Xinxue is dead, and the only one living in this world is the eldest lady of the Ming family...Ming Xiaoxi!
"Now you're good, please call Brother Xiche!"
Ming Xiche, the emperor of the Ming Gang would have a mischievous smile on his face because of a woman.
I really want to know if Hades’ subordinates would be shocked when they saw him like this, and then think that they had the wrong master?
"You really have to scream!"
Can you stop calling me Brother Heechul? Why does she feel so numb?
"Of course I have to scream, what if I don't practice well now and some flaws will be revealed later!"
Ming Xiche said with a serious expression.
"Xi...Xi...Brother Xiche!"
Feeling helpless, Ling Xinxue finally lowered her head and spoke in a voice as low as a mosquito.
"You are so shy and your name is so strange. How can others believe that you are my sister?"
The voice was as quiet as a mosquito, and Ming Xiche didn't even hear what she said.
"I really can't scream!"
God, this was really difficult for her. She had never been so depressed after staying in the killer base for three years. "Brother Xiche" was really difficult for her.
"You have to scream even if you can't scream. Just get used to it and you'll be fine!"
This is the first step. After taking this step, Ming Xiche believes that he and Ling Xinxue will no longer be such strangers.
"Okay, I'll try my best, sir...oh no, it's...it's brother Heechul!"
Why does she blush and feel her heart pounding when calling Hee Che hyung? This feeling is not good at all and she hates this feeling.
"Okay, I've made some progress and am a little better than before, but I have to keep working hard. And why is the housekeeper so slow to deliver dinner!"
Things had to be done bit by bit, but the stomach had to be filled first, not to mention that he suspected that Ling Xinxue might not have even had a normal meal.
As soon as he walked to the door, the housekeeper came to the door with his servant. As soon as the housekeeper raised his hand to knock on the door, Ming Xiche opened the door.
"Master!"
The butler said respectfully.
"Why are you here!"
Ming Xiche asked with a somewhat accusatory tone.
"I'm sorry, Master!"
The housekeeper didn't want to be so slow, but this was already their fastest speed.
"Okay, don't talk so much. Put your things away. Where are your shoes?"
Ming Xiche looked at the empty housekeeper in his hand with cold eyes.