Chapter 1251: The daughter of the maid VS the chaebol III 6

Chapter 1251: The daughter of the maid VS the chaebol III 6

Shu Ange quickly withdrew his hand from the doorknob, turned around and bowed to Si Yunting with a stiff smile: "I'm sorry, Young Master Yun, that's not what I meant, I thought you didn't like others sitting beside you..."

After taking a deep breath, she opened the front door and sat in the passenger seat.

After Si Yunting started the car, he pressed a red button with his long, white fingers.

Shu Ange was thinking about what the button controlled, when a glass curtain wall-like baffle suddenly fell between the two.

"..."

No wonder Si Yunting let her sit in the co-pilot, which completely isolated her from sight.

Shu Ange was just curious, isn't it illegal for Si Yunting to modify his car like this?

The noise reduction effect of luxury cars is good. When the car was started, Shu Ange did not feel any vibration.

She grimaced at the fully blacked-out curtain wall and lip-mouthed, "Crappy cheapskate."

On the other side of the visor, when Si Yunting was driving, he saw Shu Ange acting strangely out of the corner of his eye, frowning and turning his face to look at her.

He designed the visor, one side of the line of sight is not affected, the other side can not see anything.

The newly arrived maid always behaved very well-behaved and gentle in front of him, and she was not too timid to carry him behind her back.

Si Yunting turned his face and looked straight ahead, with no intention of reprimanding Shu Ange.

He is very picky, doesn't like being harassed, and doesn't like uncontrollable factors in life. As long as the new maid is honest, he can bear with her ignorance and stupidity for a while.

When the hospital arrived, the car was parked in the yard, Si Yunting removed the baffle, Shu Ange consciously opened the door, then trotted to the driver's seat and opened the door for Si Yunting.

"Young Master Yun, please get off."

Shu Ange lowered his head more than Si Yunting. After he got out of the car, he lowered his eyes slightly and saw the scabbed wound on her head.

"Go to the doctor."

"Uh……"

Shu Ange raised his face and looked at Si Yunting suspiciously.

He stared at her contemptuously: "Do you think I'll accompany you into that kind of place?"

"No, no, Young Master Yun, please wait a moment, I will be back soon."

For cleanliness patients, it is very valuable to be able to step into the hospital. For them, the ward is a large mobile germ bank.

After Shu Ange bowed to Si Yunting, he ran to the hospital quickly, complaining in his heart as he ran.

Knowing that Si Yunting was so fluffy, she directly dealt with the bandaging wound.

There are not many people in the hospital. This is a private hospital dedicated to serving top dignitaries and celebrities. The fees are very high, and the service attitude of doctors and nurses is excellent.

After treating the wound on his head and seeing the bill, Shu Ange's smile seemed to be frozen.

"Hello, can I go home and pay with my bank card?"

It came out in a hurry, and Shu Ange didn't bring his mobile phone or money.

The nurse smiled at Shu Ange, and explained politely: "The medical expenses will be pre-paid every year. This year's quota has not been used up. You just need to collect the bill."

"Okay thank you."

Shu Ange put away the bill, quickly left the hospital, and walked towards the place where Si Yunting had parked.

After walking to the parking lot, her smile froze again, and the car was gone—a red car was parked where Si Yunting had parked just now.

Si Yunting just left first, leaving her alone.

Shu Ange pressed his finger on his temples to comfort himself. With Si Yunting's style, this kind of thing is not surprising.

"Hello, miss, Mr. Si is waiting for you at the entrance of the hospital. You are limited to arrive within five minutes."

The little security guard in uniform walked up to Shu Ange and spoke in a friendly manner.

"Oh, okay, thanks, I see."

Knowing that Si Yunting was waiting for him at the door of the hospital, Shu Ange rushed to the door in less than three minutes.

Seeing the familiar black sedan, Shu Ange gasped slightly, a big smile on his face.

She walked to the co-pilot, opened the door, and sat in carefully.

"Yun Shaohao, the wound on my head has been treated, and the medicine prescribed by the doctor has also been brought."

Shu Ange was making a report with enthusiasm. Si Yunting looked ahead, casually pressed the red button, and the shutter was slowly lowered.

"..."

Shu Ange, who was ignored again, waved his fist at Si Yunting through the baffle.

While the car was driving, Shu Ange folded his hands and looked at the street outside with some worry, worried that he would be attacked.

Fortunately, the journey was uneventful, and the two returned to the villa smoothly.

Si Yunting drove the car into the garage. After Shu Ange returned to the villa, he put down the medicine, changed his clothes, and went to work in the kitchen.

After she boiled the soup in the kitchen, she went upstairs to clean up Si Yunting's office.

While Shu Ange was concentrating on cleaning, the sound of rushing water in the office bathroom rang for more than ten minutes.

She couldn't help it, put down the cleaning tools, and knocked on the bathroom door: "Young Master Yun, are you inside? Is there anything I can help you with?"

The sound of water suddenly disappeared, Si Yunting opened the bathroom door, his cuff was wet with water, and his face didn't look good.

"Step aside."

Shu Ange put away the concerned expression, stepped aside honestly, and Si Yunting walked straight out of the office.

She thought that Si Yunting went to the bedroom after returning, but she didn't expect him to stay in the bathroom for so long.

When Shu Ange picked up the rag to clean the water table, he found that the bottle of high-end hand sanitizer was much lighter. She opened the lid specially and found that there was a lot less liquid inside. It was not her illusion.

After a reasonable inference, Shu Ange could probably guess why Si Yunting was paying attention to the bathroom—washing his hands, washing his hands repeatedly.

In pursuit of excessive cleanliness, cleanliness sufferers wash their hands many times a day. Si Yunting himself has a habit of cleanliness, plus the obsessive-compulsive disorder that occurs from time to time, it is not surprising that he washes his hands for ten minutes.

It's also thanks to the high-end brand of hand sanitizer he uses, otherwise, if he washes it like this every day, his hands will be soaked long ago.

After Shu Ange tidy up the bathroom, he changed his clothes and went downstairs to take care of lunch for Si Yunting.

She has a lot of doubts now, where did Si Yunting's cleanliness and obsessive-compulsive disorder begin.

Why does he dislike physical contact with people?

After the lunch was set, Si Yunting appeared at the table on time.

"Young Master Yun, the food is ready, you can eat now."

Shu Ange put his hands flat in front of his lower abdomen, and invited Si Yunting to dinner with a standard smile showing eight teeth.

The tempting food smell filled the restaurant. Si Yunting just picked up his chopsticks after taking his seat, and Shu Ange had already filled the soup for him.

"I made purple ginseng pheasant soup today. I wonder if it suits your taste?"

Shu Ange is very confident in his cooking skills. Of course, it would be better if he could get the approval of Si Yunting.

After Si Yunting took a sip of the soup, he nodded slightly: "It's okay, it's a bit salty."

"Thank you Yun Shao for the compliment, I will pay more attention when I season it next time."