Second Master, Madam, she is planning to kill someone again!

Shen Xiujin looked at her dusty face, reached out and rubbed the black dust off the tip of her nose, and said with a hint of disgust, "Go and wash it off, it's so ugly."

"Oh."

Su Qiao went into the bathroom and looked at her own image in the mirror. She really couldn't bear to look at it.

She reached out to pluck the vegetable leaves from her head and wanted to take a bath, but there were no clothes here.

So Su Qiao called Aman and asked her to send a set of clothes to Peninsula Apartments.

At this time, in Si Youyuan's living room.

Aman's mobile phone had the amplification turned on and was placed on the coffee table. There was a circle of people surrounding it, and Mrs. Shen was hunched over, her ears almost pressed against her.

"Aman, do you have time now? Send me a set of clean clothes to Peninsula Apartments."

Who doesn't know that Peninsula Apartment is Shen Xiujin's exclusive territory, and even Mrs. Shen cannot enter or exit at will.

The ears of the people gathered around the coffee table stood up, their gossip spirits blazing.

Aman blinked her round eyes, she pursed her lips and snickered, "I understand, young lady, are you with the second master now?"

"Yes. I just made it..." Su Qiao was about to explain, but remembering the miserable situation in the kitchen, she swallowed it back halfway.

It was a bit embarrassing that he blew up Shen Xiujin's kitchen for the first time he cooked... It wasn't worth the publicity.

She coughed slightly and said perfunctorily, a little embarrassed: "Anyway, please bring me clothes, hurry up."

"Ok!"

Su Qiao hung up the phone.

Little did he know that because of her ambiguous sentence, Si Youyuan had already exploded.

The old lady was so excited that she grabbed Uncle Fu and said, "Did you hear that? My precious granddaughter-in-law just said..."

Ouch, her face turned red and she was too embarrassed to repeat it!

Just now... I couldn't wait so much!

"Ouch, ouch!" The old lady blushed and grinned from ear to ear, "This young man is so energetic! He worked so hard last night, and it's hard to walk. Today, when he went out... ouch, hahahaha... ...It’s just around the corner for me to have my great-grandson!”

The old lady was so happy that her face glowed with joy. She waved her hand and said proudly: "Listen up, everyone here today has a big red envelope! Then you go and get something to add happiness to your family, and quickly decorate your home." Come on! My great-grandson is coming, so make it more festive!"

Uncle Fu took out his arm that was almost severed by the old lady and reminded him tactfully: "Old lady, the second master and Miss Su haven't even organized the engagement party..."

The old lady immediately frowned. She was about to scold her grandson for being a piece of wood, but then she thought again that Ajin's efficiency was put elsewhere, so she smiled happily again.

"It's okay, they young people have important things to do. I, the elder, will be the one to organize the engagement banquet! Old Fu, go and make me an invitation now, send it to me in [-] copies, and make it grand. I'll fix it up!" The old lady's best thing is money. "Get me the most expensive thing! I want all the women in the Imperial City to envy my precious granddaughter-in-law!"

Although the old lady really wanted to let them get the red book directly, her little fairy daughter was a poor child. Her father did not love her mother since she was a child, and now she has no father, mother, and no natal family... If she rashly receives it If this evidence is spread out, others will think that her precious little fairy daughter is not favored in the Shen family!

No, if other women have it, her precious little fairy daughter must have it too! It has to be the best!

After all, it’s just money. She has so much property in her name, whether she takes it with her or not, all of it is spent on her little fairy! !

The old lady took care of things with great fanfare.

The two parties involved had no idea what was happening.

After Su Qiao took a shower, Aman hadn't come yet, so she could only find some clean clothes from Shen Xiujin's closet and put them on.

Shen Xiujin was [-] meters tall. His shirt was like a shirt skirt to her. It was loose and loose. Su Qiao used one of his ties as a belt.

When she went out, she smelled the aroma of food.

Su Qiao paused slightly, and the unexpected scene in front of her made her freeze on the spot...

Shen Xiujin's tall figure was seen in the kitchen, cooking. His sleeves were rolled up loosely, revealing a tight arm. The spatula was very obedient in his hand.

He didn't clean up, or was too lazy to clean up. He only cleared a clean area in the messy kitchen to cook.

The aloof, cold-hearted Shen Xiujin seemed completely incompatible with the kitchen full of fireworks.

But now, standing in the chaotic world of fireworks, he felt an inexplicable sense of harmony...