Even Xia Naier could tell it. The bodyguards, servants and drivers were all very polite to Xia Xin'er with toughness.
They didn't respect Xia Xiner. From the people's attitudes, it could be seen that Xia Xiner's status in Su Zhai was still the same as before.
"Jie, I'm sorry, don't be angry. I didn't mean to annoy you, I just miss you too much."
"I said get out, don't you understand?" Su Shijie had no patience.
The servants dragged and dragged Xia Xiner away.
Chanel sat in Su Shijie's arms. His fingers were stroking her gently, his lips were close to her ears, and he breathed only his hot breath on her neck.
"Nair, are you unhappy?"
Although she didn't say anything.
"I'm not unhappy, but I'm worried that Xin'er can't think about it...Su Shijie, I think there's something wrong with her brain. Can you find a psychiatrist to help her?"
"OK."
"Also, please treat your servants better to her. Will they bully her when you are not around?" Shanai thought to herself, in front of Su Shijie, they all had such a bad attitude towards Xia Xiner.
Carrying Su Shijie behind her back won't torture her, right?
"Do you think she is as weak as a little sheep? Do you need to worry about her safety?" Su Shijie sneered.
"He talks about the young mistress of the Su family no matter what. It's not good for her to be too harsh."
"Okay, I will provide you with delicious food and drink... Naier, I promised you that as long as you behave well by my side, I will ensure that your family will have good food and clothing. If they have any requirements for life, you
You can bring it up to me at any time - other than meeting them."
"Thanks."
Su Shijie darkened his eyes, this stupid woman, she only understands responsibility, but she doesn't understand that responsibility also depends on the person to whom it belongs.
People like Xia's mother and Xia Xiner were not worthy of her attention at all.
…
The maid carried several suitcases into the room.
During the time that Su Shijie was not living in the Su residence, his room was also closed. Of course, Xia Xiner was not qualified to live in it.
Chanel was hugged by Su Shijie and put down to the ground, her big eyes rolling around the room...
She was surprised to find that the room remained as it was the day before she left Su's house. Her clothes were placed in their original positions. On the coat rack beside the bed were the clothes and sheets that the servant had prepared for her in advance for the next day.
It was the one she had slept with, with pure white silk buds.
Because Chanel lived here, there were lace sheets.
In the past, Su Shijie's room was masculine, mainly black and gray.
Chanel couldn't believe it and limped to the bedside while holding on to the table.
Yes, it was the sheets she slept on that day...
"No need to check," came Su Shijie's calm voice, "She has never moved in."
"..."
"No other woman will come into this room except you."
Chanel's heart surged and she stared at him blankly, not knowing what to say for a moment.
"What about... Aunt Li? And where are the servants who clean?" In order to eliminate the embarrassment, she turned away and asked.
Only Aunt Li and a few high-level servants can come in and clean this room.
Su Shijie choked: "In my eyes, only you can be considered a woman."
Women all over the world have been shot...
Except for Chanel, everyone else is not a woman?
A smile appeared on Chanel's lips unconsciously, and she picked up a long strand of hair on the bed, which was hers.
What about Su Shijie’s habit of changing bed sheets every day?