Chapter 34:

Qin Ruoshui hummed softly: "You go down."
Butler Qin withdrew from this room with doubts. What did Mr. Qin think of Zhuang Yan? He has been with his husband for so many years, but he has never seen anyone worry about his birthday present.
After the housekeeper left, Qin Ruoshui reopened the autobiography on his lap. After reading two pages, he found it uninteresting. The main reason is that after the author obtained the title of gold belt and boxing champion, he was too much about his sluggish life. Realistically, there is nothing to hide.
Qin Ruoshui couldn't help thinking, if Zhuang Yan got the gold belt, would he also embark on this erroneous path, as his employer, his ... sir, has a great responsibility to supervise, he should not mess up the relationship between men and women.
Speaking of the relationship between men and women, he remembered the conversation he heard in the background of the competition venue that day.
Human beings are indifferent and hard-working, and want birthday gifts? He thought beautifully.
Qin Ruoshui dropped the book in his hand, got up from the wheelchair, and walked around the room twice. His emotions gradually stabilized. The human age is like a cub compared with him. The person who came from Qianfan, he should be more generous and tolerate this little mistake of humanity.
Of course, the premise of tolerance is that human beings can correct themselves in time.
Qin Ruoshui picked up his phone and found an article on the Internet called "One Life, One Person, Two Persons, This Is the Best Way to Love", and forwarded it to his circle of friends. Such an obvious hint that humans should understand it.
As soon as this circle of friends was sent out, his friend on WeChat was stunned for a moment. How could Qin Ruoshui send such a circle of friends? Is it moving? who is it? !
They immediately wanted to re-read Qin Ruoshui's recent developments, and found that with this article, he posted a total of two circles of friends.
As one of Qin Ruoshui's many suitors, Cheng Lixue, with Qin Ruoshui's WeChat, is already a lot better than most suitors.
He is a few years older than the younger son of the Wen family, and he does not act as frivolously as he does. He thinks that Mr. Qin is much better than himself against most of the suitors. If Mr. Qin really understands, it should also be because Yourself.
Perhaps it was during this time that he did not appear in front of Mr. Qin, so that Mr. Qin discovered his importance.
Moreover, there seems to be no newcomers around Mr. Qin. With Qin Ruoshui ’s eyes, it is impossible to see the servants in the manor. As for the new housekeeper named Zhuang Yan, I believe that he will be the same as the bodyguards before Mr. Qin. , And was dismissed shortly after.
Most people in Qin Ruoshui's circle of friends, like Cheng Lixue, refused to admit that any one of Mr. Qin would like someone next to him. If Mr. Qin really likes someone, then he must be himself.
Although Mr. Qin is older, he is almost thirty-four or five years this year, but he looks good and looks less than thirty. If the person he likes is really himself, he will immediately send himself to the Qin family Doorway.
But before sending, you still have to ask, once Mr. Qin is not at home.
After hesitating a few times, these people slightly shyly concealed their eager heart with a joking tone, and asked Mr. Qin if he wanted a person with two people in his life.
However, reality soon told them that Qin Ruoshui was not a joke person.
They asked one, and Qin Ruoshui pulled one black. In just half an hour, his WeChat friend had only one digit left.
The only person who should understand the connotation of this article never appeared. Qin Ruoshui clicked on the dialogue page with Zhuang Yan several times and then retreated silently. Did n’t he suggest that it was not obvious enough? Has this mankind not reflected on his own behavior of half-heartedness and pedaling two boats?
Zhuang Yan did not have any intention of self-reflection. He just showed a puzzled expression when reading this article, frowned slightly, and wondered if Qin Ruoshui was stolen?
After reading this article literally from beginning to end, I became more convinced of my guess.
This kind of text, which is full of chicken soup, does not seem to be sent by Mr. Qin.
Although Zhuang Yan feels that Qin Ruoshui is more likely to be stolen now, he ca n’t ask this question casually. Once Mr. Qin just had a whims or forwarded this article by hand slip, he directly asked if he was The hacking seems not very good.
Most of the hacking is to cheat money. Now the reason why he has n’t cheated himself is probably because Mr. Qin has too many WeChat friends. If someone like Mr. Qin borrows money from WeChat, no one will refuse him. of.
The reason why it is difficult to borrow money is also related to the chicken soup literature circle just sent out.
A complete logical chain was born in such a successful way, Zhuang Yan praised his wit, after all, if a person like Mr. Qin is really stolen, his influence should be quite large.
After much deliberation, Zhuang Yan left a comment very cautiously: [Is Mr. lack of money recently? 】
How could Mr. Qin be short of money? This comment is just a temptation. After he generally sends a comment, Mr. Qin will reply to him after four or five hours. He can delete it before Mr. Qin replies, even if it is When he saw this comment, he mostly laughed away.
But if the number is stolen, the person who steals the number will immediately reply that he is short of money, and then come to borrow money from himself.
Zhuang Yanzi thinks that his plan is perfect without any omissions. Unfortunately, he did not expect that the article was sent out by Qin Ruoshui himself, and he still wanted to show it to him.
So on the third floor, we saw Qin Ruoshui commented by Zhuang Yan, strangely silent, the sun fell on his long eyelashes, casting a small shadow.
"..."
He picked up his phone, squinted, and stared at the seven characters plus the question mark at the back for a long time. After reading this article, Zhuang Yan asked such a question?
Is he taunting himself?
Qin Ruoshui really wanted to know what Zhuang Yan was thinking. After reading this article, he would send himself such a comment. He was puzzled. Is it because he was afraid that he would not pay him? ?
Humans are really amazing creatures, and Zhuang Yan is even more amazing.
Qin Ruoshui raised his head and stared at the book "One Hundred Ways to Get Out of Singleness" on the bedside cabinet for a while. Combining the gains he got from this book during this period, I thought about it, did Zhuang Yan think Want to show his wealth in front of himself?
As far as this human brain circuit is concerned, it is possible.
Qin Ruoshui did not even have the patience to air Zhuang Yan as before. After finding a possibility, in order to be able to quickly verify whether it was the correct answer, he moved his finger and responded to Zhuang Yan with a word: [lack]
Then he waited quietly to see what amazing words the man could speak next.
In order to wait for Mr. Qin ’s reply, Zhuang Yan delayed the training. Now he finally waited for his reply. Although there was only one word, the information disclosed was enough. He nodded his head clearly and set aside the quota. The hair is quite a little detective.
Sure enough, the number was stolen. How could Mr. Qin be short of money?
Zhuang Yan put on his jacket, put his mobile phone in his pocket, and then went out from the fitness room. He asked Qin's housekeeper to tell him about the theft of Mr. Qin's WeChat account. He hoped that Mr. Qin could find out as soon as possible and stop the loss in time.
As a result, he ran all over the first and second floors of the villa, but he didn't see the figure of Qin's housekeeper. Later, he asked the cleaning aunt to find out that Mr. Qin had just called Qin's housekeeper.
Butler Qin had no idea what this gentleman did when he called himself up, and he seemed to have just left from here. He knocked on the door and walked in. He asked, standing not far from Qin Ruoshui: ?"
Qin Ruoshui opened his eyelids, glanced at him, and then asked slowly: "When were the salaries of the employees in the manor paid?"
"Every month on the 15th, it was sent two days before this month." Qin Butler replied.
"Did Zhuang Yan send it too?"
Qin's housekeeper wonders why Mr. Qin asked such a question. Is Mr. worrying about his arrears of Zhuang Yan's salary?
He nodded and replied: "Also sent."
The salary given by the Qin family has never been low. Zhuang Yan, as the Qin butler personally specified, the salary will not be lower. Qin Ruoshui originally wanted to know what Zhuang Yan was doing. But since he sent a shortage, he Never replied to myself again.
Qin Ruoshui pondered for a moment and asked, "What is he doing now?"
"In the gym."
"I have recently ..." Qin Ruoshui's eyes were slightly hesitant. This uncertain expression rarely appeared on the face of the husband before, but since Zhuang Yan came, Qin's housekeeper has always been on his face. Seeing a similar expression on the screen, it's no surprise now.
However, Qin Ruoshui's words still exceeded his expectations. He said, "Am I being a little frugal recently?"
frugal? Sir, I am afraid that there is no misunderstanding of this word, right?
A random piece of clothing on his body also needs at least five figures. Buying raw materials for three meals a day is a huge expense for many ordinary families, as well as the maintenance of this manor, etc. It doesn't feel like frugality.
"Of course not. Why did you ask that?"
Qin Ruoshui naturally cannot tell Qin's housekeeper that he was stimulated by Zhuang Yan, shook his head, and said, "Suddenly felt sentimental."
Butler Qin was still puzzled. What made Mr. Qin feel this way? He also wanted to see and see.
Qin Ruoshui: "It's alright, it's okay, go ahead and be busy."
Qin Butler walked out of the room, gently closed the door, and then went downstairs to deal with the work he had not done just now. After he left, Qin Ruoshui hesitated a little, then left the room in a wheelchair, intending to see Zhuang Yan What kind of moth do you want to make?
Zhuang Yan was still looking for the figure of Qin's housekeeper in the villa, and finally found someone. He quickly caught up and stopped, "Qin housekeeper, wait a minute."
Butler Qin stopped and looked back at him and asked, "What's wrong?"
Zhuang Yan stood in front of Qin's housekeeper, but he was actually a little embarrassed to speak. He whispered: "Is the sir's WeChat signal stolen?"
Qin Manager: "..."
Stopped at the corner of the third floor, Qin Ruoshui just about to go down: "..."
Qin's housekeeper is old, and he is not used to playing with these electronic products, and Mr. Qin has not made much friends, so he hardly pays much attention to this thing. He didn't know that during his past time, Qin Ruoshui How many interesting stories happened between him and Zhuang Yan, he asked Zhuang Yan: "Why did you ask that?"
"I just thought that the article in the circle of friends just now did not seem to be sent by the gentleman himself."
Qin Ruoshui: "..."
Qin Ruoshui finally understood what Zhuang Yan was all about. He co-authored and asked him if he was short of money or not to test whether he was stolen. If he allowed time to go back, he hoped to return to nothing. When it happened.
Go to his life and a couple, to the best of his love!
Qin Butler faintly felt that this matter might have something to do with the question about frugality raised by Mr. Qin. He eagerly wanted to see what Qin Ruoshui's circle of friends had, but he still had to be reserved in front of Zhuang Yan. He nodded solemnly: "I will mention it to my husband."
Zhuang Yan was relieved this time, and he could continue his training in peace of mind. He said goodbye to Qin Butler and returned to the gym.
As soon as Zhuang Yangang left, Qin Butler immediately took out his mobile phone, probed his head around, and determined that no one was watching him, quickly swiped the lock screen, opened WeChat, found Qin Ruoshui, and then quickly entered his In the circle of friends, all he can see now is a blank.
Zhuang Yan returned to the fitness room, took out his mobile phone and glanced, and found that the chicken soup circle of friends that Qin Ruoshui sent not long ago had been deleted. He put down his mobile phone with confidence, and Qin's housekeeper did things very efficiently.
I just forgot to remind Qin's housekeeper to let him tell his husband that he must set a troublesome password next time.
Qin's housekeeper lamented Qin Ruo's empty circle of friends, and lamented that he was so late that he missed a gossip that might shock people.
Qin Butler's mood can only be described in four words, and he regrets it.
When Zhuang Yan came out of the gym again, it was more than six o'clock in the evening. While eating, Qin's housekeeper sat opposite him, looking at him. There seemed to be a thousand words hidden in his eyes, but he had never spoke.
Zhuang Yan was a little flustered by his heart. He thought about it and coughed a little, and asked, "Qin Manager, what do you look at me for?"
Qin Butler sighed. He still wanted to know what Qin Ruoshui's circle of friends sent, but as a qualified housekeeper, he shouldn't be too enthusiastic about his master's gossip. He should think of it. Ways to let Zhuang Yan take the initiative to say this.
He moved his lips and asked Zhuang Yan: "What do you think of your husband?"
This question asked, in this case, everyone looks at it, can he still say that Qin Ruoshui is bad? Is this a new test?
But Mr. There is really nothing bad about it. All aspects are perfect. Even if there is no way to walk, it is just a small flaw. His outstanding performance in other aspects can cover up this flaw perfectly.
"Mr. Qin is of course very good," Zhuang Yan recently paid attention to a blogger who played rainbow farts. He was influenced by some words, and he can blurt out some words without thinking. Some are indifferent, but there is also a lack of love, and his talents are strong and decisive ... "
As he talked, Qin Ruoshui suddenly appeared in his mind, so Zhuang Yan became more and more involved, and he became more and more involved, unable to control himself completely: "... He is so glorious, and the world is awesome. , A ray of breeze between the valleys, the heavy snow under the moonlight, he is Wanshan Yongcui, the flowers and trees, he smiled, the ice and snow melted, the spring breeze started, the water rippled ... "
Zhuang Yan had never felt so sincere when he was writing composition in the middle school entrance examination. He may have used this literary skill all his life.
The people eating at the table were also deeply convinced by Zhuang Yan's remarks.
Qin Butler's gaze towards Zhuang Yan gradually became more complicated. Is this Mr.? Is this a fairy?
Zhuang Yan's filter for Mr. is a bit deep. Was he like this from the beginning, or did he become like this after getting along with him during this period of time. It would be dangerous to go on like this.
But in order to be able to hear the next gossip, the Qin steward kept a smile on the surface and nodded approvingly, thinking that Zhuang Yan said something very reasonable.
Fortunately, bodyguards A, B and C are not here. If they let Zhuang Yan hear these words, they would surely think that he had been confounded by Qin Ruoshui, and there was no cure.
"Today you can see--" The circle of friends in the sir is not his own. It shows that you already know the sir.
Qin Butler's words were not finished yet. As soon as he looked up, he saw Qin Ruoshui standing at the end of the stairs, looking in their direction, which was a bit weird.
The sudden arrival of Qin Ruoshui made Qin's housekeeper suffocate the problem that had already reached his throat.
Zhuang Yan looked up at Qin Butler strangely, and Qin Butler shook his head and said nothing.
Zhuang Yan gave a loud voice and no doubt. After an in-depth compliment to Qin Ruoshui, he felt even more empty. There was no way to make up for the gap in his mind. He could only fill his stomach first.
Butler Qin watched his husband put his eyes on the back of Zhuang Yan's head and said nothing. Apart from himself, everyone did not know his arrival.
Due to the fact that the distance was far away, Qin's housekeeper couldn't clearly see what kind of expression was on Qin Ruoshui's face, but he inexplicably felt that his husband was in a good mood.
When did the sir like this boring praise? Why not find time to learn by yourself?
...
April 23 arrived soon. In the morning, Zhuang Yan left Qin's house and took two noodles to the hospital to have breakfast with Grandpa Zhuang. He accompanied him for a while, and soon arrived at noon.
He asked a few friends to come out and gather together. After eating, several people went to ktv to sing.
At present, in addition to two tigers and the ABC alphabet song, there is no other song that makes Zhuang Yan sing out of tune. He usually comes to KTV to eat fruit bowls and snacks.
Contrary to Zhuang Yan, Wang Chengzong is a wheat bully. As long as he gets the microphone, he will not stop if he is not tired.
Now he was standing in front of him with a microphone. Accompanied by the loud music, he sang out: "Bitter sand, blowing the feeling of hurting his face ..."
Zhuang Yan lay lazy on the sofa and yawned. He waited for Mr. Qin for a long time last night.
At 0:00, I accidentally clicked into Qin Ruoshui ’s chat page, watching the words that the other party was typing next to his name, and then there was no more. He waited for more than one in the morning, and the words finally disappeared. But he still didn't see what Qin entered.
Zhuang Yan had to wonder if Mr. Qin was stolen again.
"He said that in the wind and rain, what is the pain, don't ask when you dry your tears, why ..."
Wang Chengzong had already sang the spirit of the heavenly king. Colorful lights flashed on his face, and dark eyes shone brightly. He pointed to the bun: "Friends here, please raise your hands!"
The bun raised both hands high.
"Friends over there, why didn't you hear your voice?"
Zhou Fei howled.
"Friend in the middle, please follow the music to dance your body."
The banquet sitting in the middle: "..."
How did he become particularly difficult in his turn?
"Don't you have any opinion, my friend, why not dance your body?"
Zhuang Yan picked up the microphone: "Shall I go up and sing a chorus with you?"
Wang Chengzong: "..."
The lessons of blood and tears in the past made Wang Chengzong choose to be silent at this time. He turned around, as if he hadn't said anything or heard anything.