Li Qiyu frowned, "Miss Ye, haven't I said before that you don't need to do the servant's work? You just need to focus on taking care of the young master."
"But the young master said... starting today, I have been reassigned to take personal care of him and the young master," Ye Zhilu said with difficulty, "to take care of both the big and the small one."
Li Qiyu's heart felt as if it had been heavily hammered. That's right, without Bo Yeyuan's orders, Ye Zhilu wouldn't have the courage to set foot in his living room, even if she had asked heaven for bravery.
Bo Yeyuan had already woken up, with a computer beside his right hand, casually looking at a contract.
And his left hand, which encircled Li Qiyu in his arms, casually played with her long hair, caressing it with an ambiguous touch. As if there were only the two of them here, with no one else present!
Li Qiyu's body stiffened, "Bo Yeyuan, do you find this amusing?"
