Quick Transmigration: Male Lead, You’re Overpowered?

Aunt Zhang stunned for a moment and hasn't reacted yet. What does Xiao Yan mean?

But the housekeeper understood, his face turned ugly when he looked.

“Your wages have always been paid for by my mother, and it has nothing to do with that. ”

Xiao Yan's fingertips slowly moaned on Azhao's back and continued: “So you can find the butler, Mr. Xiao, Ms. Zhao, whoever you want. But...”

“Whoever you're looking for, I'm firing you today. ”

Aunt Zhang's eyes on Shang Xiaoyan were black and white. Somehow, she had a cold heart.

She was typically bullied and afraid of hardness. At this time Xiao Yan's attitude became strong. Aunt Zhang's flame had long dissipated. Only some anxious people looked at the butler and begged him to say something.

But how can the butler take care of her now?

He was looking at Xiao Yan uncertainly. He was wondering whether the teenager he had been watching for so many years was the same person as the one in front of him.

Or which one is the real Xiaoyan.

That little fool, with no thoughts at all and his own Xiao Yan, and this insignificant, ruthless teenager in front of him, is it really only six months apart?

“Young master. ”

The butler said slowly: "You are the owner here, and you are in charge of everything here. ”

He stared closely at Xiao Yan.

Soon he saw Xiao Yan seemed relieved. He was happy to hold Zhao's hand: “Teacher, look, I fired her. ”

“No one can bully you and make you unhappy. ”

“Are you happy now? ”

Butler: “…”

He had some headaches trying to help his forehead.

He thought he might have thought too much. Young Master Xiao Yan's rare arousal was obviously just for the sake of the beauty smile.

What a pig eats a tiger, what a luminous breeding, he really sees each other too well.

Such a thing comes down, the thought of eating is, of course, gone.

Xiao Yan and A Zhao returned upstairs.

Xiao Yan did not let go of Zhao's hand, but said: “I'm sorry, teacher, I've been trying to fire Aunt Zhang for a long time. ”

Zhao, what do you care about this?

She waved, "There's nothing here. I'm glad the teacher can help you. It's just...”

She looked a little hesitant.

Xiao Yan glanced at him and said, "Just what? ”

“- Just don't say anything weird again. ”

Xiao Yan whispered, “What's strange? Why don't I understand what the teacher means? ”

Azhao Weiqiao: “Just, that is, what I am your most important person, can't make me unhappy...”

I can't even repeat it.

Xiao Yan came out with a low smile: “So these are the words. ”

A Zhao nodded...

“But it's not weird, it's not a lie, it's the truest idea in my heart. ”

Zhao: “...”

That feeling is coming again.

He had a fever, a slight burn in his heart, and his blood seemed to be flowing faster than usual.

Zhao opened his mouth: “I...”

She and I haven't known what we're trying to say for a while.

Xiao Yan leaned over and gave her a solid hug.

“I know the teacher is good to me, so I also want to be good to the teacher, I hope the teacher is always happy...”

“Teacher, don't you like it?” His pitiful voice rang in Azhao's ear.