Chapter 1354 Obey, My Master (1)

The man sat at the dining table, holding a silver knife and fork in his hand, and his clothes were ironed without any wrinkles, neat and tidy. Although he was over forty years old, his handsome face could still be seen in his youth.

Swallowing the food in his mouth unhurriedly, those eyes filled with many things made people feel endless pressure at a glance. Yadev raised his eyes, with the aura of a superior on his body, and slowly said to the maid beside him, "Where is Miss?"

The maid saluted slightly, "Mr. Hui, Miss is still resting."

Yadev frowned imperceptibly, and said in an inaudible voice, "Where's Allen?"

The maid replied truthfully, "Miss Launay drove Alan away yesterday afternoon."

Yadev put down the tableware in his hand and said, "Call her over here."

"Okay, sir."

Holding the hem of the skirt with both hands, the maid walked up the mahogany stairs, crossed the corridor carpet made of velvet, and finally stopped in front of a bedroom, knocked carefully on the door, and said in a pleasant and comfortable voice, "Miss Launay, You should get up, sir is waiting for you below."

On the big bed in the middle of the bedroom, a mark was sunken in the soft sheets, and the owner's arm stretched out from under the quilt. After a few seconds, he remained indifferent.

The maid standing outside the door waited quietly for a while, without any anxiety, but knocked on the door again, tirelessly.

No matter how good a sleeper is, he can't help this kind of tossing. The master climbed up impatiently, then got out of bed and opened the door. He opened his eyes and said, "Flya, I didn't tell you, there is no order from me. , can anyone come over and bother me?"

The expression on the face of the maid named Freya did not change at all, and she said softly, "Miss Launay, sir is waiting for you to go down."

Shen Mubai, "..." Oh, sorry.

She honestly washed up and got up.

The maid took out the clothes from the closet, ready to serve, but Shen Mubai refused, "Go out."

She really didn't like the feeling that she had lost her arms and legs and needed someone to serve her, even though this body was only twelve years old, well, to put it simply, there was still one month and eleven days left.

"He's really annoying." Shen Mubai complained to the system heartbroken, "I'm just a child, how could he be so cruel."

The system replied blankly, "Do you dare to say it in front of him?"

Shen Mubai, "...don't dare."

Walking out of the bedroom and down the stairs, the middle-aged man sat motionless at the dining table, obviously having finished his breakfast.

Shen Mubai walked over tremblingly, sat on the opposite side, then stared wide-eyed.

"Do you know what time it is?" Yadev looked over, still without a tone, but the sense of oppression was coming.

"Well, go back to father, it's seven thirty-five in the morning." Shen Mubai considered his words for a while.

"Why did you drive Alan away." Yadev frowned slightly, "If I remember correctly, this is already the third one."

Shen Mubai said, "He is ugly, it will affect my mood for a day."

Yadev has heard this similar excuse countless times, and he said in a dissatisfied tone, "You are already twelve years old, and you are no longer the age to be playful."

"Father, there is one month and eleven days left," she corrected.

In fact, Shen Mubai really wanted to say, no, I am still a child.

But she didn't dare, because the man in front of her was the leader of the Harriman family, a real boss, with countless properties in his hands, and all the clean and unclean ones were under his nose.