Butler Wei added this sentence in a hurry, not paying any attention to the expression on the other side's face that was about to explode with anger.

If it weren't for the wrong occasion, Ma Qing would really be about to burst out laughing.

I don't like the Wei family, and I hate the filthy family head Wei, but I didn't expect his housekeeper to be interesting.

He was so arrogant to stop himself before, presumably because he had accumulated dissatisfaction in Yuexinmeng, and only vented it on himself.

As the old saying goes, the enemy of your enemy is your friend! After hearing Butler Wei's retort, Ma Qing felt that the old man was more pleasing to the eye.

Yue Xinmeng's face was ashen, she took a breath, tried her best to maintain her final demeanor, and laughed viciously: "Thank you for reminding me, but ah... whatever position you are, you should do whatever you want! Handle your duties well. When working, don't stretch your hands too long, so as not to cause trouble, right?"

When she said this, she raised her eyes slightly, and her eyes fell on the other person vaguely.

Ma Qing knew that Yue Xin's dream was clearly talking about Butler Wei, but he was actually talking about his own involvement in Guan Yueyue's affairs.

Thinking of her daughter who was still trapped in the manor, Ma Qing's hand holding the big envelope unconsciously tightened two points.

Butler Wei looked at Yue Xinmeng calmly, not angry when she heard her words, but her originally cloudy eyes were now two points clearer. He took a deep look at Yue Xinmeng, as if he wanted to remember her present infinite beauty in the back of his mind.

Where is Yue Xinmeng willing to give in, looking directly into the eyes of the other party, not admitting defeat in the slightest.

After a long time, Butler Wei retracted his gaze, without saying a word, he stepped back half a foot, and most of his body was almost hidden in the flowers.

This gesture seems to be giving in.

Yue Xinmeng immediately raised a smile and twisted in with his head held high.

Ma Qing nodded at Butler Wei, and after a friendly gesture, he followed suit.

No one saw it, but in Butler Wei's eyes, it was like a volcano under the ice, with violent magma lurking.

Yue Xinmeng walked to the sofa in the main hall, as if this was her own home, and sat down comfortably.

She has a deep V skirt, which makes the chest line very full. The fork on the right side of the skirt is opened all the way to the bottom of the leg, and with a slight movement, the thousands of styles at the bottom of the skirt are fully visible.

Coupled with that pure desire face, any other man standing here, it only takes a second to make people fascinated.

Even if she hated Yuexinmeng thoroughly, Ma Qing had to admit that she was indeed talented, just with this face, if she didn't make it, it would be no problem to be popular for seven or eight years.

Yue Xinmeng raised Erlang's legs, and glanced at the large envelope in Ma Qing's hand with carefully decorated eyes: "Have you talked to Dijing?"

Ma Qing bit her lip: "It's over, what about my daughter?"

Yue Xinmeng took out a remote control from behind and pressed it on the LCD screen in the living room.

Inside the 70-inch TV is a surveillance video.

The picture was a bit dark, but Ma Qing could still see clearly that his daughter was lying on a small bed with her eyes closed and she seemed to be asleep.

Her heart tightened all of a sudden: "Where is my daughter?"

Probably not afraid of Ma Qing running away, Yue Xinmeng admitted it generously this time: "It's in the basement."

"Wei's basement?" Ma Qing tightened the button on his chest, "I have already followed your instructions to discuss the termination of the contract with Di Jing. When will you let her go?"

Yue Xinmeng smiled sweetly and stretched out her hand: "No hurry, let me see the contract first."