Xiansiyue glanced at her gently, "Don't you want to eat grapes?"

Zi Meng was immediately frustrated, howling with ghosts and wolves, "Yueyue! You can't treat me like this!"

"Room," Xiansiyue pointed outside the door, looking indifferent, "When you go out, there will be a lot of people respecting you."

Zi Meng stared at Xiansiyue with tears in her big eyes.

Xiansiyue glanced at her gently.

Zi Meng flew a few times, probably because her weight was too heavy, and she sat on the table panting.

Xiansiyue poked Zi Meng's little head with amusedness, "I've eaten too much now?"

"Hmph!" Zi Meng ignored the silk moon.

"In the past few days, you will stay in my spiritual sense obediently and don't run around." Xiansiyue corrected her tone, "I can't let people know my power too early, so stay obediently these days!"

"I know, I know!" Zi Meng turned her head and stared at the slender moon, but after glaring for a long time, it didn't matter to the latter. Zi Meng was about to cry without tears.

Zi Meng returned to Xiansiyue's spiritual consciousness with a suffocation!

Xiansiyue stood up and looked out the window, sighing silently.

The weather has changed.

The next day

"Miss," the housekeeper raised a flattering smile, "this is the account book that the second wife has managed for seventeen years."

The entire warehouse was dead, and the silk moon walked around and finally sat on the mahogany chair with a cold tone, "Just send all the books to Qinyue Pavilion to me."

"This, Miss..." The butler's expression immediately became a little embarrassed, "Miss, we have to keep accounts at all times, take all the accounts, this..."

"Take it in batches." Xiansiyue said in a deep voice, "Give me the account books that have been calculated and put into the warehouse first."

"Does the lady have to check it out one by one?"

"Butler," Xiansiyue said in a cold tone, "You are too much."

"Yes, yes..." The housekeeper smiled, but his smile was particularly stiff.

With so many books, he doesn't believe that Sisiyue will check them one by one!

He is very sure!

Sha Xue sent someone to get the account book.

The books piled up like hills passed by Xiansiyue's eyes, and her face was calm, as if she was doing something that was not related to her.

Sha Xue secretly counted the account book.

Twenty-seven books, a little more.

"I remember that the warehouse will pay monthly money to each room every month." The tone is light, "So, what about Qinyue Pavilion and Queyan Pavilion?"

The housekeeper was sweating coldly, "Miss, I send someone to send you ten or eight taels of monthly money every month!"

"Oh? Is it?" The ending sound was raised, and a trace of sarcasm appeared.

"Yes, yes..." The butler lowered his head.

Xiansiyue smiled softly, full of ridicule, "Butler, how many years have you been in the Shen family? Do I still want me to teach you about the human nature?"

The butler looked down at the head in panic, but a strong wind blew inside.

Even though Miss Xian has not entered the Shen family tree, it is not difficult to see that the head of the family has always been indebted to Miss Xian.

Even though Miss Xian is still nine months away, the eldest lady is still the most noble in the heart of the head of the family.

Even if it is for the power of the Xian family, Miss Xian will not ignore Miss Xian after she was eighteen years old!

"I hope I will take good care of it." Xiansiyue said, as if she was warning, and as if she was trying to win over her.

The butler lowered his head and sighed in a low voice.

He didn't want to join, but reality has never allowed it!

"Young Palace Master," Sha Xue said, "Zhu Qiaomei is here. Do you need someone to rush outside?"
Chapter completed!