Master Pei’s Wife is a Devil Concubine

At the dining table, Su Ji held his mobile phone and gave a "tsk".

He was lucky enough to grab more than 80 yuan. In this regard, he is far behind Nan Miaomiao.

Pei Huai answered the phone on the balcony. During the process, his eyes looked towards Su Ji.

Seeing her fiancée lazily looking at the phone, the corners of her lips curled up evilly, it was obviously interesting to see something.

【She and Su Ji are good friends? Yiyi, you are so naive! 】

【You really think she is the sun? Everyone has to revolve around her? 】

The chat in the group was lively, so no one paid attention to who got the best luck in grabbing red envelopes today.

Yiyi Qingqing: Oh? How to say?

Su Ji raised his eyebrows at this tea-scented reply.

Soon someone in the group said it.

[You didn't notice? It was Nan Miaomiao who stuck a stick on Su Ji every day, but Su Ji didn't dump her at all. 】

[If you want me to say that Nan Miaomiao is really cheap, anyway, she is also a celebrity at the actress level, begging for mercy from Su Ji, a newcomer, can't she drop the price? 】

[Hey Damei, you can't say that, Su Ji is now the future mistress of the Pei family, who doesn't want to have a relationship with her? 】

[That also depends on whether you can climb it, who can people fall in love with now? 】

Everyone chattered.

Yiyi Qingqing: They are so complicated, I thought they were really good friends.

[Or are you simple? 】

[Nan Miaomiao seemed very proud when she said that Su Ji won the endorsement of O·G today. Does it actually have anything to do with her? 】

[No, I wanted to laugh at that time! 】

[Every time I see Nan Miaomiao chatting with Su Ji, I feel embarrassed for her. Su Ji dislikes her for talking too much, and she hasn't realized it yet! 】

Su Ji switched the browser interface, searched for the O·G brand, and got a general idea.

After reading its official website in English, it has the same promotional advertisement as the magic blockbuster.

The old god nodded.

No wonder Deputy Director Long was so excited on the phone.

Messages were still popping out from the top of the screen, Su Ji clicked casually, and the screen switched back to the temporary group that kept beeping.

On the other side of the balcony, Pei Huai was leaning against the bulletproof glass window of the apartment to make a phone call, and saw his fiancee start typing on the phone.

〆Domineering￡Diaodiao★: I think she talks too much, but not as much as you.

Just one line, black and white, clear.

In the few seconds after this sentence was sent, there were still several chat content following the above.

But soon the group of people reacted...

The chat content that was scrolling crazily before came to an abrupt end.

The last item displayed at this moment happened to be posted by Zhu Yiyi.

Yiyi Qingqing: Hearing what you said, I feel a little sympathetic to Sister Nan.

Su Ji responded directly.

〆Domineering￡Diaodiao★: I sympathize with you more.

〆Domineering￡Diaodiao★: Guess why?

〆Domineering￡Diaodiao★: I took a screenshot of the chat history today, but...it’s a pity to see it by myself~

Zhu Yiyi fell silent.

Others did not dare to push.

Everyone is staring at these three messages! Face! stupid! force!

〆Domineering￡Diaodiao★...Isn't this Su Ji's screen name? ? ?

But why is Su Ji in their small group? ? ?

The person in charge of pulling the group has died ten thousand times in everyone's heart at this moment!

However, this doesn't change anything.

Soon, there was movement in the crew.

Su Ji never engages in empty talk, if he wants to play, he has to play with the truth.

All the screenshots of the wonderful chat records were posted to the crew.

The pictures sent in succession are overwhelming.

The system prompt that pops up quickly sounds like gossip.

Jin Fengze, Long Dahai...and a group of directors, screenwriters, actors...

Of course, Nan Miaomiao, who was the party involved and also the biggest explosive barrel, was also there.

The fate of Zhu Yiyi and her little sisters can be imagined.

Xiao Baihua, an innocent saint who had pretended for a whole drama, ended up dying unhappily. She was ruthlessly exposed by her own father, and her ugly face was undoubtedly exposed in front of everyone.

It's tantamount to Ling Chi in public!

Especially Zhu Yiyi's last sentence - 'After hearing what you said, I feel a little sympathetic to Sister Nan. '

As Su Ji predicted, the one who deserves more 'sympathy' now... is obviously Zhu Yiyi! ! !

**

In the early morning of the next day, most of the young owners of the high-end apartment complex were still awake.

But at this moment, all the nannies and servants of various families woke up, or the elders of the family who came back from a stroll.

In Building Wang, VIP A’s phone reached the first floor, and Aunt Gong went in with a grocery shopping cart. She turned around and faced the elevator door. The silky and heavy elevator door closed in front of her eyes. At the last crack, there were footsteps coming, and the discerning aunt Gong pressed the door button for her.

The elevator door opened again, and Xie Lingyu and Aunt Gong, who suddenly met each other, were stunned for a second, then laughed at the same time.

"Thanks to Sister Gong's few dishes yesterday." Xie Lingyu also went to buy vegetables, and she entered the elevator with a vegetable basket. "Sister Gong is very good at cooking. If it is convenient, can I learn from Sister Gong?"

"Mrs. Xie is too generous," Aunt Gong greeted respectfully, and at the same time moved her grocery shopping cart aside, "Mrs. Xie wants to imitate me, so you can speak up at any time, and I will go downstairs to find you with the ingredients. "

Xie Lingyu stood beside Aunt Gong, "That's so embarrassing, I'm learning from Sister Gong, so of course I have to buy the ingredients."

Aunt Gong said very politely no, and helped her press the elevator.

The two stood side by side in front of the elevator door.

Although they all went to buy vegetables, Xie Lingyu went there with a vegetable basket on her shoulders, and Aunt Gong pushed that kind of special-purpose grocery shopping cart that looked very advanced. When the servants bought vegetables at Pei's house, this set of equipment was used. Come here It is also used after the apartment.

Xie Lingyu looked at her vegetable basket, then at Aunt Gong's high-end grocery shopping cart, smiled, "Miss Gong can call me Xiao Xie from now on, Madam Xie, I am a divorced and widowed middle-aged woman."

"How can I do that?" Aunt Gong lowered her eyebrows, "You are Miss Cao's mother, and I am a servant of the Pei family. We have different identities, and I must not neglect them."

Since Xie Lingyu lived in the apartment for the past few days, Aunt Gong always treats her with respect every time she sees her.

In fact, when Pei's servants go out, they don't need to be condescending to others, but Aunt Gong respects Xie Lingyu very much, not because of anything else, of course because...Miss Cao is the girlfriend of her second master.

But Xie Lingyu didn't know the meaning of this, and thought that Aunt Gong was being polite, and she felt that she couldn't bear it, "If there is a difference in status, it is because of the difference between me and Sister Gong."

Xie Lingyu looked at her, and said sincerely, there was nothing to hide, and her tone was neither humble nor overbearing, "Zhuzhu may not have the chance to tell you, but in fact, I am also a housekeeper in my hometown..."

Aunt Gong was taken aback when she heard this.