Pampering, Shady Men and Women

She is the president of a company, but she is only sixteen years old. Smiling is her trademark in communication; killing people silently is her specialty. She shuttled between shopping malls like a fish, but she actually traveled through time and became a maid. He is the young master of the Shangguan family, one of the three major aristocratic families. He is handsome, has a rich family background, is good at martial arts, and has an evil aura. The perfect lover in the minds of many women, but there is one shortcoming. There are rumors that Shangguan Feng does not like women. But both men have an unknown identity. Opening the door, Lu Jiuling looked at the person sitting at the table with a devilish and playful look on his face. It was quite eye-catching, but good-looking people are not just people who look good when eating. They just have good looks. Shangguan Feng squinted at Lu Yuling who didn't say another word or move, "Go and cook me a meal." "Okay" Lu Jiuling turned around and left, just cooking. "I'll let you do it yourself." Lu Jiuling turned around when he heard the words, "I know I did it myself. I heard you clearly just now. There is no need to bother you, Master, to say it again." After that, he continued to leave. Shangguan Feng squinted at the woman who was smiling from beginning to end, without any other unnecessary movements or words, just clean and neat. It seems a bit difficult to handle this time. . . . . . Facts have proven that a tough woman will always be tough no matter where she goes. . . "Master Shangguan, your maid should give you some face." Lu Jiuling raised an eyebrow and looked at Shangguan Feng. "Well, not bad." Shangguan Feng looked at the simple but absolutely majestic building in front of him. It is indeed good to be able to build a cult so ostentatiously. "My lord, your maid killed those people." "Huh? Don't worry about her." "You said you would use those people to blackmail them, so now..." "As long as she's happy, let her do whatever she wants." . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .