Chapter 33

"You are the girl Shaoqing likes!" A noble woman, when she saw Ouyang Mo'er coming in, immediately got up to meet her. She didn't have the slightest airs. She was so enthusiastic that people doubted whether she was on the wrong set.

"Hello, aunt. I'm Ouyang Mo'er. You can call me Mo'er." Ouyang Mo'er fell in love with the beautiful woman in front of her at the first sight, and she also knew that the other party had a very nice name, called Jane Bingya.

"Good, good, long flight, hard work." Jane Bingya's hands tightly encircle Ouyang Mo'er's hands.

Ouyang Mo'er smiles: "it's not hard!"

It's someone who's been reading papers all the way through the flight.

Such a thought, eyes also light glanced at him, meaning is self-evident.

Huangfu Shaoqing's eyebrows, without any trace, slightly frowned, then quickly condensed his face.

"Old man, come and have a look. This is the girl we brought back by Shaoqing. "Jane Bingya turned and called back.

"Here we are." An impatient voice rang out. After a while, a cold man came out.

And to him, Ouyang Mo'er is a bit curious, because in the information given by Yu, his life is full of legend.

"Hello, uncle!" Ouyang Mo'er took the lead to say hello, not only that, but also bowed deeply, especially respectfully.

Huangfuji nodded in response.

This is somewhat similar to Huangfu Shaoqing, who is not very talkative.

However, as far as appearance is concerned, he is more gentle than Huangfu Shaoqing, and seems to be easier to get along with.

"Let's go upstairs first." Huangfu Shaoqing said and nodded.

"Look at me. I'm just chatting. I forget that you just got off the plane. You need time to clean up. Zina, come here. From today on, you will take care of the young lady's daily life." Jane Bingya seems to like Ouyang Mo'er very much, otherwise she won't be specially equipped with servants. This should be because they all come from the same country.

"Yes, ma'am." Gina sounds like a foreign name, but when she comes out, it's obviously an oriental girl.

"Actually, I can do it myself. I really don't have to be so troublesome." Ouyang Mo'er waved her hand and refused. When she was at Mu's house, she never asked someone to wait on her.

"Mother has her own reason for arranging this." Huangfu Shaoqing's eyes fall on Ouyang Mo'er affectionately. If she doesn't know all this is false, she may be confused by him.

"Thank you, aunt!" Someone said so, she can only be grateful to accept.

"Go up! Shaoqing, Mo'er has just come to our house. You need to take care of her. Do you know? " Jane Bingya does not trust the exhortation, afraid of his son wronged others.

Huangfu Shaoqing glances at Ouyang Mo'er and nods obediently, but he is still stingy.

"See you for dinner, Mo'er." Jane Bingya stretched out her hand and waved it slightly.

Such a woman, not like a lady, but like a very hospitable friend, let people have no pressure.

Ouyang Mo'er nodded and followed Huangfu Shaoqing up the stairs.

Then, on the issue of housing, they argued again.

"Have you ever seen a couple sleep in separate rooms?" Huangfu Shaoqing's eyes, coldly fell on her, unspeakable despotic.