Mr. Zhou seemed a little arrogant today for some reason, and said with a slight smile: "Young... Master, the old lady said I can still take care of the affairs in this mansion."

The title of Young Master was deliberately lengthened by Butler Zhou, and the disrespectful meaning inside was fully displayed.

Fan Xian smiled and looked at the contempt in the other person's eyes. Although he had never felt sorry for his illegitimate child, he felt a little unhappy when he saw this look of evil spirits.

Seeing that something was wrong, a smart girl sneaked away to find the old lady. The other maids were nervously watching the venue. Although they were two houses in a clear sense, everyone knows that Young Master Fan Xian’s identity is actually not very glorious, and the application level of Danzhou Port Beppu was all pulled out of Kyoto and was from the second wife.

It is precisely because of this that the second wife's confidant, Butler Zhou, dared to be so disrespectful to this young master. After all, in everyone's mind, the only one who inherits Si Nan Bopang's products in the future may be the young master in Kyoto, rather than the twelve-year-old boy with a cute smile in front of him.

Although the servants have always respected and loved Fan Xian, no one dared to risk offending the second wife and stand on Fan Xian's side when they were standing in the camp like this.

Only the close-fitting maid Sisi held Fan Xian's hand tightly. Fan Xian knew these considerations of the servants. It was not easy for anyone to live a better life, so he would not feel sad or chill. He just turned his head and looked at the poor-looking butler Zhou in front of him with curious thought that he had been at peace, why could he finally not be able to bear it?

Butler Zhou was the second butler of the Earl's Mansion of Kyoto. Because he made some minor mistakes in Kyoto, he was driven to the remote and remote Danzhou Port. However, Butler Zhou did not feel that his life had been far away from the prosperity of Kyoto from now on, nor did he feel sad for this.

Earl Si Nan's wife has been dead for many years. The second wife gave birth to another son seven years ago, and the waters are rising. In addition, the second wife's family has a little background, so she is about to take up the position. At such a critical moment, butler Zhou, who is the second wife's confidant, came to Danzhou, naturally had no good intentions.

In order to complete the task, he carefully managed the Earl Beppu, respected the old lady in particular, and was kind to his servants, and rarely interfered in other people's duties. However, every time he saw the little bastard who caused him to be exiled in disguise, he could not help but reveal his true thoughts.

But for some reason, he was a little afraid of the boy who was only in his teens.

Because no matter where he goes, he can see the boy's smiling face and his clear and transparent eyes. That face is clean and beautiful, but if you wake up and find that this face is always by your side, that feeling will be very strange.

When Butler Zhou greeted the people with a kind face, Xiao Fanxian's beautiful face was hidden among the flowers, looking at him in a daze; when Butler Zhou frowned and carefully looked at the accounts, Xiao Fanxian's clean face was placed on the windowsill of the accounting room, looking at him naively; when Butler Zhou reported to the old lady respectfully, Xiao Fanxian's cute face was gently leaning beside the old lady, looking at him with countless curiosity.

After a few months like this, Mr. Zhou felt like he was going crazy. No matter whether he opened his eyes and closed his eyes, he could see the clean, cute and harmless little face, like a ghost face floating in the faint white mist. If it weren't for the ghost's face, how could it be so beautiful and so focused on looking at himself.

He was almost unable to withstand this mental pressure and even began to suspicion. Did the little boy know that he was here to deal with him? But Butler Zhou immediately thought that this evil seed is so big, how could he know the sinisterness in the adult world? But... why did he always look at me? Why? Just like in this situation now, his words should make this little bastard feel humiliated, why can he still laugh?

Butler Zhou sneered and thought to himself that the matter in Danzhou was about to end, so why should I be angry with this little bastard?

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Fan Xian didn't know that his unscrupulous observation of the housekeeper would bring such great mental pressure to the other party. Of course, even if he knew, he would not have any more apology. He was just curious about what kind of means the concubine in Kyoto would use to deal with him.

But seeing Butler Zhou brushing his face by teaching his big maid a lesson, Fan Xian's emotions began to become gloomy. After hearing the word "Yang Yang" or "Yang Yang", the smile on his face began to slowly fade away.

"I heard that the young master drove a big maid out of the mansion a few years ago, and it was too nonsense." Butler Zhou seemed to have not seen the boy's face become bad, and he continued to speak, with a hint of disdain on his face. "In the future, the young master is still young, so he should worry less about the personnel and affairs of these mansions."

Fan Xian smiled and said, "Are you warning me to be more at ease?"

Zhou Guanjiakou said he didn't dare, but said arrogantly: "How dare you? But before coming, the second wife told her that the young master was young and would take care of her more."

"Aren't you afraid that I will slap your big mouth with the young master?" Fan Xian asked curiously.

Butler Zhou laughed, touched the beard that was not much under his chin, and said, "Although the young master... this young master lost his mother since childhood and was disciplined by a few people, everyone knows that, after all, he has been well-read poetry since childhood, so how could he treat his servants so harshly?"

He looked at the beautiful boy in his teenage years in front of him and felt funny inside. Just such a child actually wanted to present his master's poem in front of me.

"Oh." At this time, Fan Xian seemed to remember his identity as an illegitimate child, woke up and turned around and left.

Although the maids stood up for the young master in secret, they felt relieved for Fan Xian when they saw that there was no conflict. Sisi held Fan Xian's hand and her eyes began to wet. She thought to herself that the young master was really pitiful, and she was afraid that he would be angry. She secretly looked at it with her own light and found that Fan Xian's eyes were full of tranquility, so she felt relieved.

Fan Xian took Sisi's hand into the house, moved two benches and placed them at the door, let Sisi sit on one bench and move the other bench to the garden.

The servants and maids had not yet dispersed, but Mr. Zhou was still savoring the heroic martial arts just now.

Fan Xian placed the bench in front of Butler Zhou. The people next to him found it strange. Butler Zhou didn't understand the intention. Just as he was about to ask questions, Xiao Fan Xian was already standing on the stool.

At this time, Fan Xian was only twelve years old and was not tall. With a stool, he would be as tall as Butler Zhou.

Everyone was puzzled and didn't know what he was doing when he stood on the stool. At this moment, Fan Xian raised his right hand to his mouth and sniffed two breaths of heat, then lifted it up high.

"What are you going to do?" This sentence was still in Butler Zhou's mouth, and he didn't have time to spit out with his saliva.

Fan Xian's little hand had swung back and slapped forward hard!

With a crisp sound, Butler Zhou was slapped to the ground by this slap. A red slap appeared on his face, and a trace of blood oozed from the corner of his mouth. He was completely stunned. He would never have thought that this child was so strong, and... this child actually... dared to hit him!
Chapter completed!