The Empress Becomes a Rich Little White Flower

Chapter 4 Is there a throne in your family to inherit?
It was daylight, and Xie Qingsu had just fallen asleep when she suddenly felt someone pat her hand. She opened her eyes instantly, sat up and clasped the man's arm, shouting in a cold voice, "Presumptuous!"

"Miss?" Mrs. Lin had a frightened expression on her face.

Xie Qingsu saw who was coming, woke up completely, retracted his hand without any trace, caught a glimpse of the white box in Mrs. Lin's hand, and asked, "What's the matter?"

"Miss, you asked me to wake you up at five o'clock every day to go for a morning run." Aunt Lin opened the box, took out the new mobile phone inside and put it next to the bed: "This is the new mobile phone that the old man asked someone to buy last night." The mobile phone is the same one you used before."

Xie Qingsu took the phone, and Aunt Lin saw the obvious displeasure in her eyes, so she didn't dare to say any more, took out the charging cable for her, and hurried away.

The door was closed again, Xie Qingsu glanced at the sky outside the window, the hostility in his eyes did not decrease but increased.

What's wrong with the original owner?Just because he knew that Mo Kehan ​​had the habit of running in the morning before going to work in the company every day, in order to meet his husband who survived in name only, he got up early every day for a year and rushed to the fitness park five kilometers away to go for a morning run.

As a result, every time the scumbag saw her, he left without even being able to say a word.

She can still hold on for so long!

His character is so soft, but his love is persistent and enthusiastic, but he is really sick.

Wake up is already awake, there is no need to sleep again.

Xie Qingsu got out of bed, took a shower for three to ten minutes, and finally figured out the hair dryer that I didn't quite understand last night. By the way, he also distinguished the differences and uses of those shampoos, shower gels, body lotions, etc.

After changing clothes, I went downstairs to eat breakfast, and saw sandwiches and toast milk on the table.

She was barely kind enough to wave to the servant who was continuing to prepare breakfast, and called him over.

……

Just after 06:30.

Mrs. Xie He Huilin went downstairs calmly.

After all, she is still the wife of the chairman of the Xie Consortium. No matter how crazy she was yesterday, she still maintains her usual dignified and noble spirit when she wakes up the next day.

Seeing Xie Qingsu in front of the table suddenly, He Huilin's eyes hesitated for a moment.

Then I saw a table full of Chinese breakfast, soup, water, and everything.

He Huilin straightened her face immediately: "Who made the breakfast?"

Xie Qingsu didn't seem to hear it, and enjoyed the bowl of white fungus pear soup in front of her. The European-style bowl with gold thread and silver hook made her face look more and more white.

The movement of eating slowly has a sense of aloofness.

He Huilin looked down at Xie Qingsu, seeing that she didn't take herself seriously at all, and asked angrily, "Who made the breakfast?!"

The servant next to him quickly came over and replied, "Ma'am, it was the eldest lady who asked us to cancel the original breakfast, and... also posted the names of Chinese dishes, so that we can cook them differently every day..."

"One hundred and eight?" He Huilin frowned, then looked at Xie Qingsu at the table, gritted her teeth and said, "Do you think your family has the throne to inherit?"

Xie Qingsu didn't look at her, and picked up another golden silk cake to taste.

"Bang——" He Huilin slapped the table, and stared at her with an ugly face: "I'm talking to you! Xie Qingsu, do you still have my mother in your eyes?"

A lot of soup and water on the table were spilled because of the shock.

Only then did Xie Qingsu put down the tableware in his hands unhurriedly, and looked at the furious Mrs. Xie with calm eyes: "It's just a table of breakfast. Mrs. Xie was so angry early in the morning?"

Hearing that she really didn't even intend to say "Mom", He Huilin asked in a cold voice, "Who allows you to change the breakfast dishes?"

Xie Qingsu didn't seem to understand, turned his eyes slightly, and asked the servant lightly: "Why? Can't I change it?"

The servant bit her lip, not daring to offend Xie Qingsu on the surface, but said insinuatingly, as if trying to pierce her heart: "Miss Er likes to eat Western style food, so the breakfast at home is usually prepared as a simple Western style meal. , miss, you seldom come down for breakfast, so you may not understand."

Xie Qingsu listened with raised eyebrows, but didn't say anything.

Then, she heard He Huilin say again: "Did you hear that?"

Xie Qingsu sat there with one hand propped casually on the table, and the other caressed the bowl just now as if carelessly, her fingertips rubbing the cold bowl rim vaguely.

The expression is cold and arrogant, and the sitting posture is arrogant.

He Huilin suppressed her anger and said as a warning: "While this family can still accommodate you, you stay in your room honestly and don't come out to be an eyesore. If Kang Xue hasn't been discharged from the hospital for a day, you are the Xie family for a day." sinner!"

Hearing this, Xie Qingsu suddenly smiled, and suddenly clasped the edge of the bowl with his fingers, and looked coldly at He Huilin's haughty face, as if the biological daughter in front of him was just a beggar who had been given alms for many years.

"You still dare to look at me like this?" He Huilin didn't like her current attitude, and her chest heaved violently: "I warn you, you are not allowed to change the breakfast dishes of Xie's family! If you dare to try to make decisions at home again, you will be killed." Get out of here!"

"what--"

In the next moment, the arrogant and noble Mrs. Xie was splashed with white fungus pears all over the face amidst the screams of the servants.

"Madam! Madam... are you okay!"

He Huilin didn't seem to come back to her senses at the first moment, and looked at Xie Qingsu in disbelief a few seconds later, trembling her hands in anger, she said in a high-pitched voice: "You...you rebellious bastard! How dare you splash me ..."

Xie Qingsu unhurriedly threw the empty bowl back to the dining table, his eyes were extremely cold: "Mrs. Xie's memory is not very good, help you to wake up."

"What?!" He Huilin stood where she was and was wiped by the servants with paper towels, but she still couldn't hide her mess.

Xie Qingsu crossed his legs and leaned back on the back of the chair casually. Even though he was sitting, he still seemed to be condescending, his red lips were slightly curled up, and his smile was cold: "Four years ago, at my coming-of-age ceremony, On that day, grandpa transferred the real estate ownership of Xie's old house to my name."

He Huilin's expression froze: "Impossible!"

Seven years ago, the old man gave Xie Qingsu 20.00% of the shares of the Xie Consortium, which was already a great gift from the Xie family.

How could it be possible to give her the real estate of Xie's old house?

This is different from other villas, this is an old house handed down by Xie's family for several generations.

How could the old man be so confused that he gave his family to this hairless girl? !
Xie Qingsu didn't say much, and put one hand on the edge of the table to support his chin. His expression was as usual, his side face was white and clear, his eyes were as cold as snow in Cangshan Mountain, black as ink, pale and deep undercurrents, so clear that his fingertips felt cold .

He Huilin stared at her cold eyes, the more she thought about it, the more disturbed her face became.

At that time, the old man had already made the decision to transfer the shares, which even caused huge changes in the entire financial circle of Huaguo. The Xie family's lost and recovered daughter became famous overnight. What a daughter.

20.00% of Wu's shares are enough to make the girl who was not yet an adult in those days become the company's third largest shareholder.

He actually gave the old house to Xie Qingsu again? !

"Madam, calm down...don't be so angry..." The servant hurried over with a cup of tea.

He Huilin's face was pale, she didn't take the teacup, but her face was always tense.

Xie Qingsu raised his eyelids, admiring the wonderful expression of Ms. He who was so suffocated that her face was flushed but she couldn't breathe, and said coldly: "This house, this old house, is mine, you want the master to get out?"

He Huilin took two deep breaths, then turned around suddenly and walked upstairs quickly, fearing that if she stayed for a moment longer, she would lose her elegant appearance and turn back into the shrew who smashed the phone yesterday.

Xie Qingsu glanced expressionlessly at the servant next to him who was so stiff that he wished he could disappear immediately: "What do you think, should the breakfast in the future be Western-style or Chinese-style?"

The servant almost knelt down, and replied softly: "Chinese... Chinese style! Missy can cook whatever she likes!"

Xie Qingsu withdrew his warm gaze, tapped the table with his fingers: "The soup is spilled, redo the table."

(End of this chapter)