Chapter 7

The next morning.

A ray of sunlight passed through the window and fell on the floor.

The woman lying on the bed turned over and opened her eyes. The edge of her eyes suddenly appeared, and then recovered as if it had never appeared.

Su ruoqiu turned over, brushed her teeth and washed her face, and naturally went to the front of the wardrobe.

As soon as the wardrobe opened, a faint fragrance entered the nose.

It smells good, but it's all handmade men's clothes, not women's clothes.

"How can I forget that this is not my room." Su ruoqiu's smile on the corner of her mouth has fully adapted to her present identity.

"Dudududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududu." There was a knock at the door.

"Come in." Su ruoqiu shouts.

The door of the bedroom was opened, and a servant brought the folded dress to her. "Miss Su, this is the dress that the young master ordered to bring to you."

"Good. Thank you Su ruoqiu picks it up impolitely.

"The young master also said that Miss Su would go down to dinner after she changed her clothes." Said the servant respectfully.

"Yes." Su ruoqiu nodded.

"Miss Su has no other orders, so I'll step down first." Said the servant.

"Good." Su ruoqiu nodded.

Standing in front of the fitting mirror, Su ruoqiu looks at herself inside.

White T-shirt, black wide leg pants, white high heels.

He has straight black hair, a small nose, big eyes, eyebrows and a small face.

"It's a good foundation, but it's ruined by these little pimples." Su ruoqiu muttered to himself.

Turning around in front of the fitting mirror, Su ruoqiu shrugs indifferently and completely ignores the red bumps on her face.

There was a noise coming from the stairs. Aunt Chen looked up and saw Miss Su slowly coming down the stairs.

Obviously, she has a ferocious face, but at the moment, it gives Aunt Chen an illusion of her beauty.

She seems to have a natural elegant temperament. Her actions are full of dignity that people can't ignore, which makes people forget the regret on her face for the time being.

"Aunt Chen. Good morning Su ruoqiu came to her and said hello with a smile.

Aunt Chen suddenly came back to herself, her face slightly embarrassed, and said with a smile, "good morning, Miss Su."

Su ruoqiu nodded to her and walked straight to the restaurant.

Aunt Chen turns her head and stares at her back. She sighs in her heart: looking at Miss Su's facial features and outline, she is clearly a beauty, but she has a pimple on her face.

Behind Aunt Chen, Jin yilie's figure appears, sitting in a wheelchair, looking at the distant figure with complex eyes.

"It's a pity." Aunt Chen shook her head and said to herself.

Turning around, she saw the young master in the wheelchair, showing a kind smile, "young master. It's time for dinner. "

"Yes." Jin yilie responded.

In the dining room.

Su ruoqiu sat quietly in her seat, eating breakfast, no one asked her, she did not say a word.

"Ruoqiu, is this breakfast to your taste?" Liu Xiuqin looked at the approximate position and asked.

In fact, she was wrong. Su ruoqiu was not in that position at all.

"Yes. It's delicious. " Su ruoqiu looked up at Jin's mother and said softly.

At the end of the speech, her hand with chopsticks shook.

On Jin's mother's shoulders, she slowly stretched out a pair of pale hands, and her fingernails were as red as blood.

Then there is the long black hair, slowly rising head, under the black hair, showing a pair of strange eyes.