C10 Mister Have His Own Ideas

Ever since she got into Ming Lou's car, Hee Yi kept her head down, looking at the marriage certificate in her hands. She clenched it tightly, released it, tightened it, and released it … The cover of the red book was slightly wrinkled.

As soon as she arrived at the place, she was pulled back from her thoughts by the seven dull chimes of the bell.

It was already seven o'clock, and the sky was already dark. The night seemed to have become heavier along with Hee Yi's mood.

The villa that Dong Zhengnan arranged for her was lit up with bright lights and vibrant colors. She looked at the luxurious villa that was exchanged for by marriage, sighed and followed him in.

There was nothing missing in the villa, but Hee Yi felt empty inside, as if something was missing.

What was missing? Right, Dong Zhengnan! What was missing was a man's master.

She and Dong Zhengnan were already married. Could it be that no one cared about her living alone in such a big villa?

Since she was married, she should be living with Dong Zhengnan, right?

Or was he planning to leave himself here, regardless of the consequences?

According to her understanding of Dong Zhengnan, this kind of thing was not entirely impossible. If he didn't want to reveal his marriage certificate to the public, it was very possible that he would hide his wife.

Hee Yi covered her face as she lay on the sofa and wailed. However, in her heart, she scolded Dong Zhengnan a thousand times.

"Madam." Uncle Ji walked over, wanting to remind Hee Yi of her manners.

But right now, she was very annoyed. How could she have the time to care about anything else? She just continued to lower her head and say, "What's the matter?"

As for what you like, you can go out and buy it. You can also tell him that mister has set up a video game hall for you upstairs, and if you feel depressed, you can go up and relax, and every Wednesday there will be a yoga teacher who will come over and teach you yoga every Saturday. If you are not satisfied with these arrangements, you can go to university, and Mr. Dong will help you pack everything up.

"So even if I married him and was his nominal wife, I wouldn't be able to live with him. I'd have to live alone in a villa of this size. He'd take his road, I'd cross my bridge?"

Uncle Ji answered respectfully, "Madam can also think so. Also, if you have the time or other arrangements, I will naturally inform you."

Hee Yi was a little angry, but her voice also rose unconsciously, "He has already set a limit on what I do, and even the university has already arranged for me. Uncle Ji, tell me, what else has he not arranged?"

The voice slowly drifted away from the large villa.

Hee Yi realized she had lost her composure and coughed softly. "I'm sorry, I …" I'm getting a bit excited. "

Uncle Ji had watched Dong Zhengnan grow up from a young age. Although he was the master and Uncle Ji was the servant, in Dong Zhengnan's heart, he had always treated Uncle Ji as a relative. Uncle Ji also treated Dong Zhengnan as his own son.

"Madam, sir has his own ideas. As servants, we can only do as he says."

Hee Yi pursed her lips slightly but didn't say anything.