Did she really just go out of her way to eat the cake recommended by the magazine?! Does she want to be so free?!
What did she just say?!
Young Master Li, don’t think of yourself as too important. Everyone should be self-aware.
Self-knowledge?!
This woman told him to be self-aware?!
"Shit!"
Li Juexi threw the magazine to the ground and uttered a curse word that he had never said before, ruining his composure.
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The old man left Li Juexi in the manor to reflect.
Being scolded by his father and ridiculed by his wife, Li Juexi had nowhere to vent his anger.
To the northwest of the manor was a racecourse. Li Juexi rode around the venue for a full two hours without using any protective measures.
The housekeeper who is responsible for his life is an old Filipino. At this moment, he is worried that he will be tired. He is standing beside the track and waving to him anxiously, "Young Master, take a rest for a while. Take a rest first."
My whole body was dripping with sweat.
Li Juexi slowly slowed down the speed of getting off the white horse. People like him who have lost an arm are not qualified to ride a horse, and the risk is greater.
Prosthetic limbs can never be as good as your own hands.
Li Juexi jumped off the horse with a cold face. The butler immediately handed him the clean towel hanging on his arm, "Thank you for your hard work, young master. I have prepared afternoon tea."
Riding horses and playing with antiques are the only ways Li Juexi can release his emotions.
"Um."
Li Juexi responded lightly, took off his coat and gave it to the butler, and walked towards the table under the umbrella.
"Hello, young lady."
The two maids' voices sounded at the same time.
Li Juexi turned his eyes indifferently and saw Manwen walking towards him from the entrance of the racecourse, calm and without a trace of ripples, looking at him with a soulless look.
"You didn't take your mobile phone. The servant received the home call and the hospital informed you that you should go for regular care today." Manwen stood less than one meter away from him and said calmly, as if there was no quarrel between the two.
Same.
It wasn't that she was deliberately posturing.
It's just that she really didn't take him seriously and didn't care at all.
No matter what it was, Li Juexi was dissatisfied.
Ignoring her, Li Juexi walked to the table and sat down. He picked up the British retro tea cup and shook it gently with his fingertips. The tea swayed gently, elegance and naturalness, without any disguise.
The maid standing nearby couldn't help but take a second look.
Seeing that he ignored him at all, Manwen turned around and walked away without saying a word.
The housekeeper keenly caught the subtle aura between the two people, and quickly stopped in front of Man Wen and explained, "The eldest young mistress, I asked the eldest young master to stay at home, and the eldest young master cannot go out."
Manwen stopped, turned to look at Li Juexi, and said objectively and rationally, "The body is your own."
"Oh."
Li Juexi sneered, his smile did not reach his eyes, and his eyes met her gaze with extremely cold eyes, and he said mockingly, "What do you know?"
How many days has she been married to the Li family?
Does she know what kind of life he has been living?
Is your body your own?
He didn't even know what was his own, and she still gave him a preachy face! How ridiculous.
"That's up to you."
Manwen didn't insist on telling him any truth and turned to leave.
"Bang--"
Li Juexi threw the tea cup away violently, letting the tea spill all over the floor, his face looking particularly gloomy and ugly.
"Young Master..." The housekeeper and the maids all stared at him tremblingly. Did she really just go out to eat the cake recommended by the magazine?! Does she want to be so free?!
What did she just say?!
Young Master Li, don’t think of yourself as too important. Everyone should be self-aware.
Self-knowledge?!
This woman told him to be self-aware?!
"Shit!"
Li Juexi threw the magazine to the ground and uttered a curse word that he had never said before, ruining his composure.
*************************
The old man left Li Juexi in the manor to reflect.
Being scolded by his father and ridiculed by his wife, Li Juexi had nowhere to vent his anger.
To the northwest of the manor was a racecourse. Li Juexi rode around the venue for a full two hours without using any protective measures.
The housekeeper who is responsible for his life is an old Filipino. At this moment, he is worried that he will be tired. He is standing beside the track and waving to him anxiously, "Young Master, take a rest for a while. Take a rest first."
My whole body was dripping with sweat.
Li Juexi slowly slowed down the speed of getting off the white horse. People like him who have lost an arm are not qualified to ride a horse, and the risk is greater.
Prosthetic limbs can never be as good as your own hands.
Li Juexi jumped off the horse with a cold face. The butler immediately handed him the clean towel hanging on his arm, "Thank you for your hard work, young master. I have prepared afternoon tea."
Riding horses and playing with antiques are the only ways Li Juexi can release his emotions.
"Um."
Li Juexi responded lightly, took off his coat and gave it to the butler, and walked towards the table under the umbrella.
"Hello, young lady."
The two maids' voices sounded at the same time.
Li Juexi turned his eyes indifferently and saw Manwen walking towards him from the entrance of the racecourse, calm and without a trace of ripples, looking at him with a soulless look.
"You didn't take your mobile phone. The servant received the home call and the hospital informed you that you should go for regular care today." Manwen stood less than one meter away from him and said calmly, as if there was no quarrel between the two.
Same.
It wasn't that she was deliberately posturing.
It's just that she really didn't take him seriously and didn't care at all.
No matter what it was, Li Juexi was dissatisfied.
Ignoring her, Li Juexi walked to the table and sat down. He picked up the British retro tea cup and shook it gently with his fingertips. The tea swayed gently, elegance and naturalness, without any disguise.
The maid standing nearby couldn't help but take a second look.
Seeing that he ignored him at all, Manwen turned around and walked away without saying a word.
The housekeeper keenly caught the subtle aura between the two people, and quickly stopped in front of Man Wen and explained, "The eldest young mistress, I asked the eldest young master to stay at home, and the eldest young master cannot go out."
Manwen stopped, turned to look at Li Juexi, and said objectively and rationally, "The body is your own."
"Oh."
Li Juexi sneered, his smile did not reach his eyes, and his eyes met her gaze with extremely cold eyes, and he said mockingly, "What do you know?"
How many days has she been married to the Li family?
Does she know what kind of life he has been living?
Is your body your own?
He didn't even know what was his own, and she still gave him a preachy face! How ridiculous.
"That's up to you."
Manwen didn't insist on telling him any truth and turned to leave.
"Bang--"
Li Juexi threw the tea cup away violently, letting the tea spill all over the floor, his face looking particularly gloomy and ugly.
"Young Master..." The housekeeper and maids all stared at him tremblingly.