Misha hadn't come back from Florence at that time, so she didn't understand what Lanshan meant.

However, she could see that the young master's face seemed to be dark and red, and he was uncomfortable, and even the coldness on his body began to drift away, and he seemed to have a guilty conscience.

Although Misha didn't know much about it, looking at the young master's face after hearing these words, there must be something fishy in it.

Misha pricked up her ears to listen to the two people's movements, and her eyes secretly moved around the two of them.

I don’t know if she stayed with Chu Qiao for a long time, but Misha felt that she had also been infected with his habit of gossiping.[

Mingye leaned closer to Lanshan, "Shanshan, at that time..."

Before he could finish speaking, Lan Shan placed the fish meat with the fish bones in front of him: "Okay, Master, please use it slowly."

There was no emotion or anger on Lanshan's face, and she seemed to be talking about an extremely ordinary thing.

But the more she behaved like this, the more Ming Ye's heart beat. He softly called out with a flattering smile: "Shanshan..."

Misha on the other side bit her lip and almost couldn't help laughing.

Chu Qiao is right, the only person in this world who can make the young master feel embarrassed is his wife.

Lanshan grabbed a napkin and wiped her mouth, "Misha, have you finished eating?"

Misha immediately put down her chopsticks and stood up: "You're done eating. What are your orders, madam?"

Even if she is hungry now, she can't eat anymore.

Lanshan stood up and said, "Let's go shopping. It's almost the Chinese New Year, so it's time to buy some things."

Misha glanced at the dimming night, and immediately said: "Yes, madam..."

Now her master's wife, young master, etc., stay back, stay back!

Lanshan went back to her room, changed her clothes, picked up her bag, took the veil, and walked proudly past Mingye and got into the car.

Tomorrow night, I stood alone at the gate, looking at the little black dot that disappeared, and couldn't help but sigh.

The housekeeper walked over cautiously, "Master... the food is cold..."

Ming Ye's face turned cold, she glared at the housekeeper, then turned and entered the living room.

The young master was very aggrieved. How long ago was the Fengxiang Garden? At that time... In fact, at that time, he had some thoughts about Lan Shan.

It was the first time that he served a woman food. At that time, he had no other thoughts except to see if Lan Shan would be angry.
Chapter completed!