Quick Wear: Boss, she won again by doing nothing

Chapter 307: My Lord, Get As Far Away As You Can (31)

Xing Rong angrily pounded the table, suddenly turned around and shouted: "Do you think I look good like this? If my mother hadn't forbidden me, I would have sold those rubbish to a brothel long ago!"

"And you! Who allowed you to break into my room without permission? Get out now!"

Xing Rong: Is his mask a little too small? Why do I feel like it's not right?

She continued to chat with Xiaowei, and suddenly realized that he seemed to have grown up in the blink of an eye.

His mask seemed to have become smaller, but the burn scars on his face could still be vaguely seen.

Xiaowei: ...You made that mask when he was 11 years old! Now the Lord of the Realm is already 14 years old! So of course the mask looks small!

Men naturally grow fast, and Little Xingxing just kept pretending to be crazy and yelling day after day, without noticing that the mask was no longer suitable for the Lord of the Realm.

I just don’t know why, the mask of the Lord of the Realm no longer fits him. Why doesn’t he get himself a new one to replace it, instead of having to keep wearing the old one?

Xing Rong: ...

She really didn't notice that her main task now was to act crazy and stupid and become an unreasonable, arrogant and shrewd lady that everyone hated.

She was so exhausted every day that sometimes she wanted to take a break, but the two old men always miraculously knew when she was free and would keep pestering her to play with them.

too tired……

Xiaowei: (pouting) Realm Master is so pitiful! You didn't even notice that his mask doesn't fit, and he still gets scolded by you every day~

Xing Rong: ...

Di Huan looked at her carefully. Her hair was a little messy because she had pulled it, and the lake blue dress she was wearing was no longer as neat as before.

When Cher was a child, her skin was fair and delicate, and she was very smart and cute.

He knew her wishes and hobbies, as well as what she was interested in, just by looking at her.

She now looked skinny and emaciated. Her quirky temperament had completely disappeared, leaving only lifeless eyes, a decadent spirit, and a weak body.

Under the mask, he pursed his thin lips and moved his fingers slightly.

He wanted to help her smooth out the wrinkles on her dress, wanted to help her tidy up her messy hair, wanted to...

"Miss, let me tie your hair!" Di Huan was surprised when he said this, but he still said it, and his eyes looked at Xing Rong more determinedly.

Xing Rong sneered disdainfully, his eyes full of mockery: "Who do you think you are? You still want to help me tie my hair?"

"If it weren't for my mother's determination to keep you, and your two good masters, I would have kicked you out long ago!"

Xiaowei: It was you, Xiaoxingxing, who made him stay. It was you who helped him find his two masters.

Xiao Wei suddenly interrupted in a playful manner, almost making Xing Rong lose control.

Xing Rong: ...Hey, baby, don't talk! I'm easily distracted by your words.

Xiaowei nodded obediently, then suddenly realized that she couldn't see it, and made another casual "ang" sound.

Di Huan replied calmly, "Miss, if you don't like the hairstyle I give you, I will voluntarily leave the Prime Minister's Mansion and will never appear in front of you again."

Lingyi heard what was said nearby, and it happened again, the same trick again. Every time the prince wanted to help the young lady do something, he would use this trick to get the young lady to agree.

Xing Rong looked at him suspiciously. She didn't expect him to be so easy to talk to. "Really?"