Sister Lan was confused when she received the notice from Qin Qingqiu. She didn't want to meet Mr. Jing's wife. She has nothing to do with Mr. Jing, but when the time comes to ask about other things, will she answer or not?
However, as she was driving Mr. Jing home, she thought Mr. Jing was going to penetrate her as punishment. She never thought that she would be wrong. She was reprimanded by Mr. Jing, which made her blush with embarrassment and feel extremely depressed. .
When she was dreaming last night, she was scolding Mr. Jing angrily, and she vented the depression in her heart: "Why are you pretending to be noble with a dark face? Do you have too little time to play? So many young girls and young wives have been fucked by you. Oh. Is my appearance so unsightly?"
Therefore, she would need to call Mr. Jing to inform him that she would not work.
"If Teacher Li asks, I will pour the beans out of the bamboo tube, and I will tell you everything. It will give you a headache." Sister Lan thought to herself, but then she frowned. "I feel a little sorry for him if I really do this!"
Her current comfortable and superior life is completely dependent on Mr. Jing. If she really makes up her mind to "trick him", the simple feelings in her heart can't be overcome!
Well, the main reason is that President Jing knows the reason and will definitely "fire" her. Then her current life would be ruined.
Sister Lan has been thinking about this problem all day long, sometimes thinking about the bad breath, and sometimes thinking about the consequences. She called the kindergarten teacher and picked up her daughter Ruoruo from school in advance. Then she drove her daughter from Haidian to No. 87 Sanjin Courtyard on the east side of the Forbidden City.
There are also staff serving Mr. Jing and his wife waiting in the yard. She didn't recognize him either, so she greeted the housekeeper Qin Qingqiu, "Sister Qin, I'm here."
"You wait here!" Qin Qingqiu usually does not go to the four-entry courtyard diagonally opposite the door. There is the work of the nanny Sister Chen and the other two. She only needs to be responsible for ensuring the convenience of daily life and handling trivial matters.
"Okay." Sister Lan, wearing a dark blue maid uniform, replied anxiously. I took snacks from the car for my daughter Ruoruo to eat and let her play by herself in the courtyard. After a while, around 5 p.m., I was called in.
The courtyard where Jing Gao lives looks very ordinary in appearance, with ordinary brick walls and two vermilion wooden doors. There are no stone lions or Pixiu squatting on the door, and there are no signs such as couplets, lanterns, or nameplates.
It's ordinary, and it doesn't look like it's the daily residence of a rich man. There is a blue house number nailed next to the door.
At about five o'clock in the afternoon, the sunshine brought the softness and coolness of March spring in Northland. The alley was quiet, and occasionally the sound of leaves swaying in the breeze could be heard. Life seems to be unfolding in this time.
Sister Lan didn't know why she suddenly felt this way. With her junior high school education, she didn't know much about life. Maybe it was because the alley was too quiet at this time, or maybe it reminded her of the "deep courtyards of wealthy families" in TV dramas, and she couldn't help but feel a little fearful in her heart, imagining how the people in the courtyard lived.
Enter the courtyard, pass through a door, and then enter a comfortably decorated living room. There is no pure red sandalwood Chinese style as imagined, but a combination of Chinese and Western styles. The furnishings in the living room are low-key and luxurious.
In this restrained sense of luxury, there is a beautiful woman with a pregnant belly. Compared with the fresh, bright and enchanting temperament in the past, she is a little more moist and gentle.
"Hello, Teacher Li."
Li Mengwei sat on the sofa in the middle, nodded with a smile, and extended her hand to invite Xia Xiaolan to sit down, "Miss Xia, please sit down."
Wearing a dark blue maid uniform, Sister Lan still couldn't hide her beauty. She has curvy and convex figures, a charming and charming little daughter-in-law, and she also has a bit of naturally wild sex appeal.
To put it more bluntly, Sister Lan is not very good in terms of etiquette and aesthetics. For example, although she was wearing a uniform, her beauty-loving nature could not be suppressed. She wore a pair of gold earrings from Chow Tai Fook. Although she did not choose large earrings, she deliberately chose smaller ones. She knew that Jing was always a person who liked to keep a low profile. But the outfit is still a bit nondescript.
For a workplace outfit like this, it’s best not to wear earrings. If you want to wear them, you can wear lighter colored earrings from Cartier.
This kind of outfit makes her delicate and charming, a bit gorgeous and tacky. Of course this makes her more real. You can distinguish her from other women at a glance.
"Oh, okay, thank you!" Sister Lan thanked her nervously, smoothing her trousers with her hands as usual, and sat upright on the sofa. They don't dare to sit down.
Weiwei could see Sister Lan's nervousness, smiled and shook her head, and started talking to ease Sister Lan's mood: "Our original nanny was also named Sister Lan. She is still with us. But not at the Summer Palace. I Let’s call you Xiaolan!”
Because her honeymoon with Jing Gao ended early, Sister Lan was still on vacation, so she hired her current nanny, Sister Chen, who happened to cook Zhejiang cuisine well. After Sister Lan came back from vacation, the place was no longer available, but she and Jing Gao did not treat Sister Lan badly and arranged it near her new home, Xishan Yuyuan.
This villa was bought for her to attend graduate school at Yanda University. Avoid having to go back and forth through East and West City every day.
Sister Lan sat upright and said with a sweet smile, "Okay, Teacher Li. I can do it."
The nanny, Sister Chen, came in with tea. Then leave quietly.
Weiwei smiled slightly, stretched out her hand and invited: "Xiaolan, have tea."
Sister Lan looked at the exquisite small bowl-like teacup and picked it up to take a sip.
Weiwei drank the fragrant tea and asked slowly: "Did you send Mr. Jing back last night? Where did he come back from?"
Sister Lan felt like her tongue was about to get knotted. She couldn't say in front of the wife that Mr. Jing was playing with five beautiful stewardesses last night, right?
"Teacher Li, I...I..." Sister Lan stammered for a long time. After thinking about it, she finally made up her mind and said, "Last night Mr. Jing entertained Miss Bai Jin and the others at Yuehu Manor, a villa near Yizhuang."
If she didn't say that she couldn't pass the test now, why would she mention the future? She really regrets it now and should have shamelessly called Mr. Jing! Instead of struggling to struggle.
Teacher Li's attitude was very kind, but she didn't dare to think that she could be easily deceived. If the palace empress is disgusted, she can be driven away with a casual word.
So she took a compromise approach.
She usually likes to check her mobile phone very much. She likes short videos on Douy, Kuaishou, Weibo, and Xiaohongshu. Bai Jin's video went viral on the Internet a few days ago. Of course she knew about it. She guessed that Teacher Li should also know.
So I singled out Bai Jin, and it got the point anyway.
Li Mengwei chuckled softly upon hearing this, man! There was no intention of pursuing the question any further. From the perspective of a palace drama, she had to wonder if she was about to fall out of favor. After all, this little girl named Bai Jin seems to be very favored by her husband.
But based on her understanding of Jing Xiaogao, he probably thought that she had already "summoned" Bai Jin. So I don't avoid her very much.
"Sister Lan, thank you for telling the truth. You will have a position in my assistant team in the future, and you will have time to talk to me."
To be honest, the hairs on Sister Lan's back stood up when she heard her mistress's unexplained laughter. She suddenly heard these words and knew that she had passed the test. She quickly stood up and bowed: "Thank you, thank you!" She was so excited that she was a little incoherent.
