Chu Shao's sweet wife is beautiful and wild

Chapter 941 But Yan Yiren Doesn't Want To Be Her Sister
The guards standing by watching her were completely indifferent.

He passed by the guard and patted him on the shoulder: "Good job."

This woman should let her understand what pain is.

"The three young masters are too much."

Whistling, Pei Sanshao left happily.

After Yan Baozi got up from his lunch break, a servant came to report, "Young Madam, Miss Shui Lan said that she would like to pour tea with you. Do you want to let her in now?"

Willing now?
It seems that Shui Lanzhi is not so backbone.

"Okay, let her in."

Sitting down on the sofa and changing a comfortable position, Yan Yiren saw that Shui Lanzhi walked in with the help of a servant.

Perhaps because of kneeling for a long time, her legs were blocked by blood for a long time, so she became paralyzed.

So much so that walking a few steps seemed to kill her.

On the other hand, Yan Yiren was different from her embarrassment and weakness. Yan Yiren, who was sitting comfortably on the sofa, had a rosy complexion, a dignified and elegant temperament, and those clear and lingering eyes looked at her mockingly.

Shui Lanzhi gritted her teeth and told herself to endure.

Just bear it and it will be fine.

If it hadn't been for the quarrel just now, she would definitely not let Yan Yiren bully her like this now, and she would definitely sue the President.

It's different now, she can see that His Excellency the President still has some expectations for the child in Yan Yiren's womb.

Therefore, at this time, she couldn't move forward and be annoying.

The servant helped her to stand a few steps away from Yan Yiren.

Shui Lanzhi didn't say anything, just looked at Yan Yiren with an expressionless face.

"Is this the attitude you want to pour tea with me?"

Yan Yiren's red lips were slightly raised, and her eyes flickered, and she suddenly condensed: "You are not sincere enough, throw it out!"

"Wait!" Shui Lanzhi lowered her head, her jaw tensed, and after a long time, she raised her head, "I am willing to pour tea with you, I am willing."

"Don't just talk about it, show your sincerity and let me see."

Yan Yiren's eyes fell on the servant, who nodded slightly, then turned and went into the kitchen to make tea.

The tea leaves are put into the teapot, steeped in hot spring water, and the servant brings the teapot out on a tray.

Carefully place it on the coffee table, then step back a few steps and stand still.

Shui Lanzhi clenched her hands into fists, and slowly released them. She came to the coffee table, squatted down, and poured a cup of tea.

He stared fixedly at the tea, wishing that it contained poison.

Kneeling in front of Yan Yiren in humiliation, he handed out the job in his hand: "Please drink tea."

"What should you call me?" Yan Yiren rested her head lazily on one hand, looking very casual.

"Miss Yan, please drink tea."

"It seems that you still want to kneel at the door for another day."

Shui Lanzhi raised her head dissatisfied, "What do you want me to call you?"

"Of course it's Mrs. Chu, otherwise, in this presidential palace, do I have any other titles?"

Yan Yiren's index finger, as slender as green onion, nodded at the servant beside her, "Teach her what to call me."

"Miss Shui Lan, you should be called Young Madam."

Shui Lanzhi smiled stiffly, with a strange expression on her face: "Since I'm the second bedroom, it's inappropriate to call you Young Madam, right? How about calling you Younger Sister?"

In terms of age, she is indeed older than Yan Yiren.

She wants to be her older sister, but Yan Yiren doesn't want to be her younger sister!

What a loss!
"No, your sister is Shuilanxing. If only I had a sister like you."

(End of this chapter)