gossip wife

Chapter 919

Lao Zhang is only in his fifties. It stands to reason that being a housekeeper in a wealthy family is not a bitter job, but his back is a bit rickety, and he is also thin. It seems that he has paid a lot for this family. There is no way. Faithful, the relationship between the master and the young master is not good, and he is always used to ease the relationship. He is too worried, so that he makes himself ten years older than his actual age.

"Young master, please go into the house. Today, the young ladies brought the young master back to accompany the master for dinner. With you, the young master, you are complete." Old Zhang's face was wrinkled when he laughed, not ugly, It's kind.

"Oh? Those sisters of mine brought their men to trick the old man into favor?" Don't blame him for speaking harshly. In this family, he is the only one who tells the truth, and the truth is usually not pleasant.

Lao Zhang is also used to his sarcasm, he just needs to filter these words actively, and still has a smiling face: "Master, let's go into the house."

"Yes." Zhuo Yiheng unbuttoned his suit and walked towards the door.

Zhuojia’s western-style courtyard is very large, with a back garden and a swimming pool. The restaurant is built close to the garden and separated by floor-to-ceiling glass windows. You can see the beautiful view of the garden. The long white dining table is full this time. people.

Lao Zhang walked in front and announced in a loud and excited voice: "Master, the young master is back, the young master is back—"

The atmosphere in the restaurant was already very lively, and it became even more lively after hearing the announcement. As soon as Zhuo Yiheng walked to the door, he heard fourth sister Zhuo Wan's coquettish laughter: "Oh, it's our precious young master who has returned!"

Zhuo Yiheng has four older sisters, and he ranks fifth. Judging by the population, Zhuo's father must give birth to a son before giving up. Originally, Master Heng was the youngest and most precious young master in the family. Since Zhuo's father married the first son two years ago, The second wife gave birth to the young master, and his youngest and most precious position was taken away.

Among the four sisters, the fourth sister, Zhuo Wan, is the most foreign-looking and has the sweetest mouth. Only when Zhuo Yiheng's long legs stepped into the dining room, Zhuo Wan had already pushed aside the dining chair and came up to him: "My ancestor, fifth master Heng, you finally It’s back, our father talks about why his precious son hasn’t come back every day, it’s hopeless.”

A servant came up to take the coat from Zhuo Yiheng's hand. He looked at the fourth sister, with a harmless arc on the corner of his mouth: "Oh? Really? I'm still some kind of precious son, my status has long been demoted .”

"How could it be, you will always be the well-known Fifth Master Heng of our Zhuo family." Zhuo Wan opened his mouth and said nice things.

"Okay, Fourth Sister, Fifth Brother just came back, let him come to greet Dad first, why are you pestering him?" A deep female voice sounded.

Zhuo Wan was slightly startled, but quickly realized, she turned her head to the person who had just spoken with a smile, and said, "Yes, yes, yes, what the eldest sister taught me was that I was happy for a while...it's my fault, fifth master, hurry up and say hello to Dad. "She gently pulled Zhuo Yiheng over, but she didn't follow but went back to her place.

Zhuo Yiheng walked to the front of the dining table with extremely careless steps, where the head of the family sat Zhuo Xianye. He was 65 years old this year, but he was well maintained, and he looked like he was only 50 years old , the hair is still black, combed to the side meticulously, and the handsome man can be seen in his youth.

Before Zhuo Yiheng appeared, he had a smile on his face, but now his son walked up to him to say hello, but he purposely put on a straight face, only looking at the food on the table, his posture was waiting for his son to say hello to him.

(End of this chapter)