The Prime Minister’s Wife Is The Richest Woman

But looking at Xuezhu's busy figure, Ji Yunxi spoke in a rare voice: I think it's pretty clean, you can rest.

Xuezhu said seriously: It can be more clean.

Ji Yunxi raised her eyebrows: Aren't you tired?

Xuezhu shook his head: Not tired.

Ji Yunxi nodded, said nothing, and walked inside.

The poisonous lady was circling in her spacious kitchen, akimbo laughing wildly. For the past three days, the smile on her face has not stopped!

She has never had a kitchen this big! !

Just as she was smiling, her eyes swept across Ji Yunxi, and she hurriedly ran out, smiling happily: Three girls, you are here!

Ji Yunxi smiled back.

The poisonous lady was very considerate: Are you looking for the son? He is cleaning up in the room.

Ji Yunxi nodded: Okay, thank you.

The poisonous lady followed a few steps and watched Ji Yunxi walking towards the young master's room in front.

Hahahahaha she has today too! Her good day is coming HAHAHAHAHAHA!

If it wasn't for the three girls, when would they be able to live in such a big yard and have such a big kitchen? It is impossible to find out by the son's own conscience.

She loved the three girls to death, she only hated that she was not a boy! Otherwise, it's the son's turn?

When Ji Yunxi arrived in front of Wu Weian's bedroom, the round-faced butler suddenly appeared.

Wanxiang who followed Ji Yunxi subconsciously took a step forward, Ji Yunxi shook her head slightly, and Wanxiang retreated.

The round-faced steward gave Ji Yunxi a smile and opened the door for her: Please, Third Lady, the son is inside.

Ji Yunxi nodded: Okay, thank you.

Wu Weian was cleaning up the room inside, when he heard the words, he turned his head and his eyes fell directly on his steward's face.

The round-faced steward noticed his son's gaze, turned his head to look, his smiling face returned to his former corpse face.

He bowed to the young master and stepped back.

Wu Weian: ?

Ji Yunxi stepped forward and looked around.

This bedroom is very large, equivalent to the area of ​​two modern master bedrooms, plus two walk-in closets.

It's just that Wu Weian's furniture is really pitiful, making the whole room seem unusually empty and shabby. That Zhang Xiaopo was standing there, even more shabby.

It can be said that the only high-end room in the whole room is the beauty couch that Ji Yunxi moved to before.

Ji Yunxi glanced behind her, Baofu and Wanxiang immediately stepped forward.

They first wiped the beauty's couch very quickly, and then spread a layer of soft and clean cushion.

Ji Yunxi sat down, and Baofu and Wanxiang prepared tea and cakes.

Wu Weian, who was packing his books with his sleeves rolled up, ignoring the tea: ...

After preparing all this, Baofu went outside to call for someone.

So next, Wu Weian and his four servants saw a team of servants brought by Ji Yunxi carrying things in and out.

They carried out Wu Weian's small broken chairs, small broken tables, and small broken chairs, and then moved in very large, brand-new and fine furniture.

Wu Weian stood there and watched for a while, then thought about it, walked over and asked Ji Yunxi, Where are you going to move my furniture and table?

Ji Yunxi was looking at the menu of the wedding banquet, and she said casually, Throw it at the door, whoever wants it will pick it up.

Wu Weian hurriedly said, Don't throw it away yet.

Ji Yunxi looked up at him: Otherwise?

To be honest, the bed where the servants in her house slept and the table they used were better than those in his room.

Wu Weian raised his lips: These are all good, I will let the steward sell them at the market, maybe even a few dozen coins.

Ji Yunxi twitched the corners of her mouth: As you wish.

Thinking of the Xuezhu outside, Ji Yunxi suddenly spoke, slightly dissatisfied: I think your yard is clean enough, you still want to let Xuezhu continue to sweep it down?

Wu Weian, who was figuring out how much the old furniture could sell for his family, raised his eyebrows. He looked at the woman leaning on the beauty's couch, and smiled a little helplessly: You seem to be fighting for Xuezhu?

Ji Yunxi was expressionless and did not deny it: It's very distressing to see.

That Xuezhu was like a little boy who was ignorant of world affairs and was bullied by black-hearted customers.

He is still sweeping the floor.

Wu Weian explained: Xuezhu is not just sweeping the floor.

Ji Yunxi: ??

Wu Weian: Their kung fu is all practiced like this. He's just practicing. You can see it when you have the chance, but it's better not to have such an opportunity.

The martial arts in the rivers and lakes, the practice methods are strange, and there are everything.

Ji Yunxi heard that the seventh brother mentioned it, but he was not surprised when he heard it: That's it.

That's right. Ji Yunxi pointed to the wedding dress on the side. Yours, you can try it later. If it's too big or too small, just find a ready-to-wear store to change it.

Wu Weian nodded, walked over and touched it. The result was silky smooth, like touching a cloud with ice.

He paused with his fingertips and raised his head: Is this Yunsha brocade silk?

Ji Yunxi glanced at him and nodded, Yes.

This Wu Weian is quick and accurate in recognizing things. Not only this cloud yarn and brocade silk, these days, she uses good tea leaves, and he will drink it.

Know. She smelled so good, he could tell when he smelled it.