Full-level Boss Dressed As a Peasant Girl

Especially when he mentioned that his mother passed away, there was something wrong in his eyes. The old lady felt that this might be a pain point in his heart, but she couldn't bear to ask further.

The old lady simply said, "Well, you just came back and you look tired. I'm going to cook. If you have anything to say, we'll talk about it later. Ayu, please talk to Mr. Meng."

Then he walked out and dragged Zhao Xi away.

Zhao Xi, "..." He has just come back and is quite tired. Doesn't he have the right to sit down and have a cup of tea?

He was feeling sad and angry, but he still held the old lady's hand neatly and walked quickly, saying as he walked, "Mistress, please wait a little. Tell me what you need to do and I will help you do it. Do you need to fetch water and chop wood?" "

"No, as soon as you come back, don't do these physical tasks. Just sit behind the stove and help me light the fire."

"Mistress, you have misunderstood me. Although I am very tired after traveling back. But I am strong and can do physical work without any problem. Don't look at Ayun's martial arts skills and look powerful. In fact, I am also very good. Yes. Look, I have excellent medical skills, I am also good at writing and martial arts, and I am thoughtful in my words."

So look at me, don’t think that I am a fool just because I have played a fool before. You have ignored my abilities. I am no worse than Ayun.

The two "grandfather and grandson" were talking as they carried the fish that Shu Yu had packed back to the kitchen, and their voices gradually faded away.

Shu Yu then stepped forward and said, "Are you tired? Do you want to go back to your room and rest for a while? Don't worry about anything else. We'll talk about it later."

The old lady could see his emotional changes when he mentioned his mother, so how could Shu Yu not see it.

And although he only said a short sentence just now, it contained a lot of information.

My mother passed away and I still have an adoptive father.

Meng Yuncheng shook his head and exhaled slowly, "No, I originally planned to tell you."

His eyes were firm, Shu Yu pursed her lips and pulled him into the house.

After closing the door, she sat across from the round table and poured him a glass of water, "Okay, you say it, I'll listen."

Meng Yunzheng laughed, but this smile was exactly the same as when Shu Yu saw him for the first time - very bright and gentle, but very fake.

Ever since Shu Yu exposed his insincere smile, Meng Yuncheng had almost never smiled like this in front of him.

This time, he seemed to put on the fake smile mask out of habit.

Shu Yu didn't say anything this time, but just pushed the tea cup in front of him.

Meng Yuncheng took a sip and still kept his smile, but his voice lowered, "My life experience is a bit complicated. I'm afraid you might be scared if you hear it."

Shu Yu thought, if you are complicated, can you be more complicated than me? I have to say that I came here through a book and have lived in modern times for most of my life. You are the one who is scared.

"No, I'm mentally prepared. Even if you say you are a prince, I won't be scared."

Meng Yuncheng, "..." is not that exaggerated.

Shu Yu's words made him laugh uncontrollably. When he was with her, he would always relax unconsciously.

He exhaled and said, "The prince is not that bad. If his identity is so sensitive, how can I cooperate with other princes?"

He shook his head, looked in the direction of the window, took another sip of water, and then said, "My mother died when I was ten years old. She was killed by someone, and the murderer was my biological father."