Jing Jiaren had just put on a long dress and was sitting in front of the makeup mirror. Her long, fluffy hair was as smooth as silk under the golden air cushion comb.
The two servants stared blankly from a distance...
"The young lady is so beautiful. I have never seen such a beautiful woman."
"If only I were half as beautiful as her... no, no, no, one-tenth."
"It is said that the old lady (JANE) during her lifetime looked very similar to the young lady, and she was also a great beauty."
The two servants whispered.
As soon as Ximen Longting entered the castle, he occupied the dove's nest and occupied everything here. All the servants obeyed him.
Of course, all this is only possible with Leng Lintian's permission.
The servants were followed by Meng Kui. They were ordered to bring Meng Kui to see Jing Jiaren.
Hearing the murmurs of the servants, Meng Kui also raised her head. Jing Jiaren was just a back figure, with long hair hanging down like seaweed and fine little waves, making her look like a mermaid princess sitting on the edge of the reef singing.
Meng Kui's eyes were filled with sadness. She was really beautiful. If she were a man, she would also fall in love with Jing Jiaren at first sight.
If she was as good as Jing Jiaren, Mr. Jian would like her...
"She is a perfect match for our Master Leng, but it's a pity..."
A burst of cold air suddenly came from behind.
The two servants turned around and saw Ximen Longting with a gloomy face. He was tall, with strong features, and he was not angry or powerful.
"Of course, the young master is the best match. A perfect match." The servant responded quickly and quickly changed her tune.
Although it is in Leng Lintian’s territory——
All the servants addressed Jing Jiaren as Young Madam, Ximen Longting as Young Master, and Leng Lintian as Young Master Leng.
The first two declare war to seize the throne...
Jing Jiaren put down her comb, turned around and saw them, smiled and said, "Mengkui, come here."
Holding the warm milk in his hand, Ximen Longting stepped over them, strode to Jing Jiaren, and put the milk cup on.
He took the comb and helped Jing Jiaren comb it.
Mengkui was so envious that she was about to cry...
…
Jian Chenche sat tiredly in the chair, holding his forehead with one hand, feeling a suppressed explosion in his chest.
He didn't know where this inexplicable depression came from.
Until the sound of the door opening and the sound of footsteps.
His pursed lips were slightly raised, thinking it was her... coming back again.
"Mr. Jian," a strange female voice said with a smile, "I was sent by the young master to take care of your food and daily life..."
The corners of Jian Chenche's mouth froze again, and she raised her head sharply!
A woman with a delicate face and sexy figure stood in front of him. She was exactly the opposite type to Meng Kui.
"However, I am not an ordinary servant. I am the eldest daughter of the Huangteng Group. My name is Ye Xin." The woman smiled generously, "I have received the most basic etiquette training, a good education, and my status is no worse than yours. I hope
Don’t treat me like a servant in the future.”
"..."
"I take care of you, and you have to respect me too." Ye Xin smiled and stared at him deeply.
Jian Chenche clenched his fists: "What do you mean?"
"It means that I will completely replace the previous servant's job of taking care of you."
Jian Chenche's heart suddenly stopped beating for half a beat!
"Master Ximen means that if you don't like that type, I'll let you choose until you like and are satisfied with it. If you get along with me for a while, if you replace me, there will be someone else."