I was framed and walked into the wrong room, and I gave birth to a litter for the CEO.

The woman felt as if the bones in her arm were about to break, and her expression was distorted by the pain. On the contrary, Shi Xiyue had a provocative smile on her face.

"Ah...are you all dead? Come on..." Sister Hong ordered the other women.

Shi Xiyue directly twisted Sister Hong's arm and dislocated it, then gave her a slap on the back and slammed her body into the women who rushed to help.

"Fuck you guys..." Sister Hong was supported by them and she called them angrily.

The women returned to the villa, carrying sticks, brooms, etc., and came to Shi Xiyue's side again.

Shi Xiyue dragged the suitcase with one hand and accurately snatched the stick from one of the women's hands with the other. The stick fell into her hand, just like a dog-beating stick. She used it very smoothly, hitting the women with crackling sounds.

In just a few minutes, a total of eight women were pressed against Sister Hong like a arhat.

"What are you... doing? Get out of here and crush me to death..."

Shi Xiyue threw the stick in her hand towards them, dragged her suitcase and walked domineeringly into the living room of Chenju's villa.

Although her taekwondo skills are not as good as those of her eldest son Shi Yuhuan, she has actually won a second-level red belt, and she has also achieved some success in Sanda. These frivolous women who want to get an advantage from her are undoubtedly asking for their own death.

I think if she had learned these self-defense skills, she wouldn't have been framed by Su Xiaoqin. In order to protect herself and for the sake of the children, Shi Xiyue has suffered a lot in practicing these skills in the past six years.

The living room of the villa has a European style, but the color and style are only black and white, and absolutely no other colors can be seen.

Shi Xiyue sat on the black leather sofa and looked around at the surrounding decorations, feeling an indescribable feeling of depression in her heart.

Even if black and white represent a unique presidential style, it doesn’t have to be decorated like this.

Cold, really too cold, just like Sheng Xichen himself.

After a while, the women who were noisy outside entered the living room.

"Who are you? You broke into a private house and injured us. Believe it or not, I will call the police to arrest you now." Sister Hong had scars on her face, her left cheek was swollen, and her arm was being supported by another woman.

"Just call me Young Mistress."

Shi Xiyue's slender legs were crossed and crossed comfortably, and her hands were spread out on the edge of the back of the sofa. Her domineering sitting posture made the large double sofa noticeably smaller.

Things gather together, and people separate from each other. This servant of the Sheng family is so uneducated, I really don’t know how Sheng Xichen usually teaches.

Otherwise, how could Sheng Xichen and Su Xiaoqin be said to be a den of snakes and rats? She and their servants must be taught a lesson together.

"Who are you?" Shi Xiyue stared at the women opposite. Seeing that they were all dressed up, they didn't look like servants at all, but more like guests here.

"This is the housekeeper of Chenju. Everyone calls me Sister Hong. They are all my subordinates and are responsible for taking care of the young master's daily life."

"Servant... dressed like this?" Shi Xiyue couldn't believe it.

This is not a servant at all. It looks almost like Mrs. Sheng’s outfit.

Sheng Xinchen, Sheng Xinchen, there are rumors that you are not a womanizer, but in fact you are a playboy. Not to mention the beauties hidden in the golden house, there are still three thousand beauties in the palace?

Did you deliberately let me move here to compete with them?

That's really embarrassing. There is no competition for favors, so I will reluctantly help you to rectify the mess in your harem.

These young and beautiful maids were all carefully selected by Mr. Sheng for Sheng Xichen. Even if Sheng Xichen doesn't get married, it would be great if she can accidentally spark a spark with one of them and become pregnant and extend the Sheng family's heirs.

So he granted them no need to wear maid uniforms, and they had to put on makeup every day.

Mr. Sheng is simply worried about Sheng Xichen's lifelong events. Otherwise, he wouldn't have racked his brains to arrange a woman by his side.

"What's wrong with the servant's outfit? This is the young master's permission." One of the women said coquettishly.

"Starting from tomorrow, you must wear long sleeves and long trousers to work, wear buns and light makeup."

"Why should I listen to you... Oops..." Sister Hong just scolded her, but before she could finish her words, she pulled her painfully dislocated arm.

"Just because this is tougher than you, or your naked work." Shi Xiyue motioned to her fist.

"You...wait for me."

Sister Hong led them out of the living room, and then ordered: "Call the police and say that gangsters broke into the house and injured us. Didn't Butler Wang take the maid to build the artificial rockery? Ask them to come back immediately to get it. Damn this bitch."

If Sheng Xichen is not at home, there is no need for bodyguards to stay here 24 hours a day. In addition, there are only these maids and the stronger male servants who are responsible for looking after the hospital.

The old house of the Sheng family.

The housekeeper came to the garden with the home phone and respectfully reported to Master Sheng who was playing with the birds: "Master, there is a call from the police station."

"What's the matter?" Mr. Sheng turned around and stared at the housekeeper and asked eagerly.

He is worried about no one else, but his grandson's wife who just married his grandson.

"The servant called the police and reported that a gangster entered the house and injured someone."

"Can the person sent to guard Chenju return the message?"

"I came back and said I saw a girl in a white dress dragging her suitcase into Chenju."

"Ha...that's good." Mr. Sheng smiled knowingly. "Inform the police station and tell them that even if Chenju is on fire, they don't have to come to the door. As long as it happens in Chenju, don't worry about it."

When Shi Xiyue and Zhao Zhonghan were fighting for the household registration book, Mr. Sheng's keen eyes had already noticed that the girl was very agile. None of the women he personally arranged to be in Chenjuli were her match.

The wishful thinking that that brat Sheng Xichen had in mind may come to nothing.

"But... Young Mistress Sun has just started and she was born in an orphanage. Can she handle it? What if she gets angry and runs away? How about I go over there?"

Master Sheng whistled, and the soft brush in his hand made the birds shrink into a ball.

"As the granddaughter-in-law of the Sheng family, how can she be worthy of my grandson if she doesn't even have the ability or means to deal with servants?" He glanced at the housekeeper beside him and said, "Or are you questioning my vision? "

"Afu doesn't dare."

Shi Xiyue was lying on the sofa in Chenju's living room, holding her mobile phone and scrolling through her circle of friends. The first few posts are all from Ah Wu. That guy took her three eldest sons to the amusement park today.

The children had a great time and seemed not to feel any discomfort at all because they had not seen her for most of the day.

She got married and found a 'daddy' for them, but they were so happy? Is this going to piss her off?

Two calls of "Gulu" came from her belly.

It was already after six o'clock in the evening. Normally in country M, it would have been late.