Madam Dihao is not good

It's a little thin... I don't want to hide the thick one, lest she see it.Put it on for now, don't let her know that it's in the clothes that haven't been burned. "

Chanel's eye sockets suddenly became wet, and she felt that the tip of her nose was a little sore.

This is the first time I have come to Su's house for so long, and I feel the warmth of home.

"Thank you."

"You're welcome, young mistress has to take good care of her body!"

Chanel nodded and asked with a smile, "What's your name?"

"Because I am Rabbit Ya, everyone calls me Little Rabbit." Saying that, Little Rabbit showed her pair of Rabbit Teeth, which looked very cute.

Chanel couldn't help laughing.

"My young mistress has a very pretty smile. I like to see her smile the most. That afternoon, when I saw you sitting in the yard, I thought you were a match made in heaven. You were so well matched... I couldn't help but take pictures!"

Xiaotu's eyes were full of longing for love, and soon, his eyes flashed sadly again:

"But, I didn't expect the young master to change his mind so quickly, to be so ruthless towards the young mistress..."

It was only then that Chanel remembered that Xiaotu was the servant who took pictures of them.

"Young mistress, don't be sad. I always believe that there is true love in this world. The young master treats you badly, maybe it's because he is not your true son..." Xiaotu comforted sincerely, "Will you still love me?" Meet the better one!"

"Xiaotu, thank you, thank you very much."

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In the evening, after dinner, Chanel washed up in the bathroom on the first floor as usual, and was going to go back to the utility room to read a book and then go to sleep.

But as soon as he opened the bathroom door, he heard a commotion in the hall.

Chanel didn't like to be nosy at first, but she heard the sound of a little rabbit crying amidst the noise.

Chanel froze for a moment, then walked to the living room.

In front of the sofa in the center of the living room, servants stood in a row.

Su Shijie was sitting on the sofa with his legs folded, playing with something in his hand, with his face slightly downcast, unable to see clearly