Little Sister with a Broken Heart

  Early morning, Qian's estate.

  The sky is very strange, blue almost to the point of being purple. In the large garden, several maids are busy trimming the lawn.

  Not far away from the swimming pool, two figures stood, one tall and sturdy, the other petite.

  "Big... big sister... I... I'm called..."

  Because of excessive tension, the tall and sturdy man stuttered severely when speaking.

  "That's enough!"

  The so-called "big sister" Qian Ruoyi's eyebrows suddenly furrowed together: "You can leave now!"

  "What...what?"

  The man in front of him couldn't believe that he had passed the strict test of 99 levels and was finally selected as the personal butler of Qian Jia's sole heir, Qian Ru Ci.

  How could he lose such a good opportunity like this?

  "Big... big sister... please... don't send me away..." The man begged reluctantly.

  "Similarly, I, Qian Ru Xi——never say it a second time." Her eyebrows furrowed even more severely, and from her thin lips, as delicate as cherry blossom petals, she lightly spat out a single word, yet with a force that could move mountains: "Scram!" The man immediately stopped his pleading, collapsing to the ground. Although Qian Ru Xi was so petite, the cold aura emanating from her made him tremble uncontrollably. He stared straight at the girl in front of him, knowing he had lost all chances.

  At this time, Mo Zongguan of the Qian's estate had already rushed over with two security guards.

  "No... don't..." The man lying on the ground was dragged away by security like trash.

  The maids repairing the lawn nearby looked at the person being dragged away with sympathetic faces.

  "Ah, being driven away by the young lady's personal butler, plus today is exactly 100 ~~"

  "It's really pitiful! Who wouldn't want to work at Qianjia with its sky-high salaries? But unexpectedly, I got fired on my first day of work..."

  At this time, Qian Ruoyi shot a sharp glance at those chattering women: "Do you also want to be dragged away?"

  It's clearly an interrogative sentence, but it sounds like a statement of fact.

  The maids suddenly turned pale: "Young mistress, we were wrong."

  "Get out, quickly." At this time, Mo the butler saved them by intervening, saying if Miss had her way and fired people so casually, the Qian estate would likely have no servants left.

  Watching the maids escape, General Manager Mo let out a sigh of relief. His name was Mo Ming, and he had been the old general manager of the Qian family since childhood, watching Miss Qian Yezi grow up before his eyes.

  "Miss, I will try my best to find a new personal butler for you as soon as possible." Manager Mo said humbly.

  However, this time, Qian Ruoyi shook her head resolutely: "No need, Uncle Mo, I want to find it myself this time."

  After she finished speaking, she looked up at the sky and a layer of sadness immediately floated onto her face. Then, she walked alone towards the outside of the villa.

  "Where are you going, young lady?" asked General Mo.

  Qian Wei's footsteps didn't stop: "Today I want to be alone, no one is allowed to follow me..."

  "But..."

  "Uncle Mo, if I find out someone is following me, I promise..."

  Qian Wei turned her head, with a dense and murderous look in her eyes: "You... will... never... see me again."

  After finishing speaking, she left without looking back, only seeing her beautiful burgundy long hair fluttering in the wind, getting farther and farther away.

  Mo Zongguan was taken aback for a moment, and with a gesture, he stopped the bodyguards who were about to follow. He looked at the departing figure with a gloomy expression.

  "Let her be quiet for a while."

  Director Mo looked up at the sky, today is the anniversary of Big Sister's parents' death. Fifteen years ago, when Big Sister was less than one year old, Mr. and Mrs. Qian died in a plane crash...

  Every year on this day is Qian Ru Xi's most painful day. Although she doesn't say anything.

  Seeking gold medals, seeking collection, seeking likes, seeking comments, seeking red envelopes, seeking gifts, all kinds of seeking, whatever you want, just throw it over!