"Interesting!" Gu Zhen's slender fingers beat the table with rhythmic rhythm, and an unfathomable dark light surged in his eyes.

The housekeeper Uncle Ye stood aside with his hands down, not daring to answer the conversation.

Of course, Gu Zhen's attention did not stay on this matter for long before entering the next topic. "What are the old lady's birthday?"

The housekeeper hesitated for a moment and replied, "The young lady went to the ancestral home today... Do you want it? I'll ask?"

At this time of previous years, he was notified to him. This year, he has not received any news.

Gu Zhen was silent for two seconds and said no. "I understand."

Then, he began to bow his head to deal with the unfinished business.

The butler knew that he would not speak anymore and dared not disturb him, so he let his hands and feet go out of the study.

As soon as he came out of the study, the butler saw Song Yiren going upstairs with a tray.

"Uncle Ye." Song Yiren greeted politely.

"Miss Song." The butler bowed slightly, and he was quite polite.

Song Yiren glanced at the study and asked casually: "He is still busy?"

"Yes, there are a lot of things to deal with every day." The butler continued.

Song Yiren nodded and chose to stop. "Well, that's nothing. I heated Xiaoting a glass of milk. It's time to go to bed after drinking."

The housekeeper then gave in to the side and asked her to go first politely.

Song Yiren quickly disappeared at the door of Gu Youting's room with a tray.

The housekeeper turned around and was about to go downstairs when he happened to meet Su Manning who came out of the studio. At this time, she was wearing light-colored home clothes, not as arrogant as she usually did, and she felt lazy and unspeakable, as if she had become a different person. However, Su Manning's next words immediately gave him the idea.

"I'll put the plate here, you can find someone to clean it up." Su Manning put the plate on the lid of the trash can in the corridor, turned around and returned to the studio.

housekeeper:……

He is really a spoiled lady! There is a table a few steps ahead, and I have to put the plate on it! He is really... willful!

After Su Manning returned to the studio, she breathed a little relieved. She was careless just now and almost let the housekeeper see her condition in private. It was really dangerous!

Su Manning tried hard to calm down, and then sat down in front of the easel. She dipped her brush in the palette, and a gloating flashed in her eyes. "Where should I start?"

Her fingers gradually moved down from the top of his hair to his neck. "Well, let's just go here!"

After choosing a seat, Su Manning will start writing more quickly.

She stained the red paint bit by bit on his neck, leaving a shallow lip mark there. A touch of red suddenly appeared on the sketch portrait, which looked particularly abrupt.

However, Su Manning ignored these things and patiently treated the scenes. While depicting them, she also muttered to herself. "I wonder what Mrs. Su felt when she saw this lip mark..."

Su Nanfeng, who was having sex outside, suddenly felt a cool breeze blowing and rubbing his neck. This feeling was very strange, but because there were many people around him, he didn't think much about it.

Halfway through the banquet, many people's eyes changed a little. They couldn't say what it was, but compared to the attitudes people towards him on weekdays, it seemed that there was less awe.

Su Nanfeng was a little puzzled, but he didn't think deeply. Until the banquet ended, Mrs. Su came to meet him and saw the mark on his neck, and her smile suddenly collapsed.
Chapter completed!