Chu Zheng was pushed into the villa.

A cold breath hits my face.

"Miss Song." The servant was waiting in the entrance hall in fear. When he saw Chu Zheng coming back, he immediately stepped forward, his eyes were flustered, afraid of writing on his face.

Uncle Bai let go of his hand pushing Chu Zheng's wheelchair and said in a gentle tone: "You have been fired."

The servant's face turned pale: "No...Uncle Bai, I know I was wrong. It was because I didn't look down on Miss Song. Please give me another chance."

"Take her away." Uncle Bai ordered the bodyguard behind him.

Chu Zheng looked with her chin on her eyes, and her eyebrows were cold and cold, as if she was watching a play, while she was outside the play.

Uncle Bai's eyes couldn't help but fall on her.

It's really different.

"Miss Song...Miss Song, please help me beg for mercy. I really know that I was wrong. Miss Song, please..." The servant saw that it was useless to ask Uncle Bai, so he aimed at Chu Zheng.

Chu Zheng glanced at the servant, opened her lips lightly, and was cold and ruthless: "It's useless to ask me."

I'm still a canary now.

How can I save you?

Uncle Bai waved his hand and the bodyguard immediately pulled the servant away.

The villa was quiet, and Uncle Bai pushed Chu Zheng upstairs: "Ms. Song, you have a good rest, the new servant will arrive soon."

Chu Zheng got up from the wheelchair, walked into the room, closed the door, and the smile on Uncle Bai's face slowly calmed down.

-

Chu Zheng stayed in the villa for a week, not to mention the good person card, she didn't even see the mosquito named Yu.

The only benefit is... the bastard didn't send a mission.

Chu Zheng thinks it’s good to live here.

If someone serves you, you don’t have to worry about eating, drinking, defecation, and you don’t have to spend money.

Speaking of which, the original owner was locked up here, the other party did nothing to her, just restricting her from leaving.

Uncle Bai looked at the people in the garden and frowned. He personally took the tray from the new servant behind and walked towards Chu Zheng.

Chu Zheng lay on the rattan chair, swaying slowly.

"Miss Song, it's time for afternoon tea."

"Let it go there." Chu Zheng raised her hand casually, her palms were a little rough, but her finger joints were slender and beautiful.

Uncle Bai put the thing next to him, held his hands in front of him, and stood beside him to observe Chu Zheng.

In the past few days, Uncle Bai has confirmed that this person has changed.

At the beginning it was a change in eyes and expressions.

But now this girl's aura has changed all over her body. She is calm in everything she does, with a sense of noble elegance, but she looks like a daughter-in-law, unlike before...

Uncle Bai kept standing beside him, so Chu Zheng had to sit up from the rattan chair, move to the side, and start having afternoon tea.

She won't leave if she doesn't eat it.

Just like if she doesn't eat, the servants won't leave.

Probably...villa culture?

For the sake of not having to spend money, I can tolerate you.

After eating half of Chu Zheng, he suddenly felt something was wrong and his whole body began to itch.

"Ms. Song?"

Chu Zheng took a look at the snacks she had eaten, and you could vaguely see tiny nuts inside.

The original owner is allergic to nuts.

The butler seemed to see something, stepped forward to check for snacks, and quickly called someone to take Chu Zheng to the hospital.

I didn’t eat much of Chu Zheng, it was not serious.

Chu Zheng never expected that she would be admitted to the hospital in the second place.

"Ms. Song, it was my negligence. I didn't tell the servants in time that you should avoid eating." Uncle Bai came in and apologized: "I'm really sorry."

Chu Zheng leaned against the head of the bed, and said in a cold tone: "You want to try it, have I been dropped?"

The original owner may not know the butler, but Chu Zheng can see that this person has undergone special training.

He did not doubt that there would be ghosts after such a big change.

Uncle Bai's heart stumbled slightly.

Chu Zheng continued to speak: "You don't have to try, you haven't been dropped, don't worry." She just changed the core.

Speaking of this, Uncle Bai had to follow the conversation: "Can Miss Song ask why there is such a big change?"

"I've died once, can't I change a little?" Chu Zheng said perfunctorily.

Uncle Bai: "…"

You're not a little bit.

If it weren't for this face, it would be a completely different person!

Uncle Bai exited the ward.

If you are really dropped, you shouldn't be so high-profile, for fear that others will not doubt it?

But it is not ruled out...it is the opposite.

He thought so and reported to his husband in detail.

-

[Main mission: Please become a diamond-level member of the 'Golden Sunshine' club, with a limited time of three days.]

Chu Zheng: "..."

Chu Zheng almost choked by grapes.

The bastard's posture for this task is not right?

Have you smoked?

Golden Sunshine Club?

Haven't heard of it!

but……

I will beat the person in charge of that club, and I will become a member?

[Miss, please note that it must be done in the form of a prodigal family, otherwise it will be rewind.]

You didn't say it just now!!

[Miss, I'm talking about it now.]

“…”

Bang!

Chu Zheng kicked the table irritably.

-

There is no electronic device in the villa that can be connected to the Internet, the only one available is a TV.

Unfortunately, I can only receive TV station signals.

Chu Zheng walked out of the room, and the servant was delivering something to her, and Chu Zheng followed the servant back to the room.

"Miss Song...Miss Song, is there anything wrong?"

This Miss Song didn't say anything before. She seemed to be unable to hear anything she said, with a cold face and a little scary.

Why is it so abnormal today?

Chu Zheng closed the door: "Do you have a cell phone?"

The servant glanced at the closed door and nodded: "Yes, yes."

"Give it to me."

"No...no." The servant shook his head suddenly and refused her decisively: "Uncle Bai said, you can't use your phone for Miss Song. Miss Song, don't make things difficult for me..."

The servant had a plea in his eyes.

Here, the butler's words are the imperial edict.

This job is not hard and the salary is high.

She doesn't want to lose the job.
To be continued...