Paranoid Bosses Are All My Boyfriend

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Chapter Eleven

    "Come here, come here!"

    "Come on!"

    A scream broke Zhou's calmness.

    "Madam is crazy, come and see the doctor!"

    Tweety roared and kept yelling.

    Tweety is Mrs. Zhou's personal maid. Although she is young, she has been disfigured by a fire and has an unsightly face since she was a child. However, she is loved and promoted by Mrs. Zhou. She sincerely serves Mrs. Zhou.

    Just yesterday morning, she noticed something wrong with Mrs Zhou. Mrs Zhou's whole body was as weak as she was. She couldn't eat, and she was in a trance stage.

    At that time, she kept an eye on her and asked if Mrs Zhou was upset, but she shuddered with fright, so she didn't dare to ask any more.

    Now that it is good, she will prepare desserts and afternoon tea for the Madam at a certain time according to the usual practice. As soon as she enters the door, she finds that the lady is holding a knife in her hand like crazy, waving it left and right in the air.

    He kept thinking about something in his mouth.

    "Don't come! Don't come! Come again and I will kill you!"

    Mrs. Zhou's expression looked like a smile, but she couldn't cry.

    Anxious, Tweety rushed out to find someone to help.

    With a voice, she immediately summoned everyone in the yard. The girls in the yard were panicked and hurriedly shouted together, and then looked for help.

    When the old housekeeper heard the news, the tension and anxiety on his face was worse than Tweety's, and his expression was also nervous.

    "What's the matter? What's the matter with Madam?" The old butler ran all the way anxiously, and immediately began to question Tweety as soon as he walked to the door.

    Tweety was originally young, although she was relatively early, but in the face of the big troubles, she was naturally no better than the old housekeeper who had served Zhouzhai for most of her life.

    Tweety let out a choked sob, and only promised to tell the whole story.

    As soon as Tweety finished talking, the old housekeeper messed up the rules and wanted to rush directly into Mrs. Zhou’s yard. In this age where fame and chastity were extremely important, the manservant went directly to the female master’s boudoir without the lady’s call was not allowed.

    In addition,  Tweety don't know if it's her illusion. She has always been sensitive. She vaguely feels that Mrs Zhou seems to be somewhat hostile to the old housekeeper, and she has even deliberately targeted him many times.

    What’s even more strange is that the old housekeeper is a bit of spine and upright in front of others, even Master Zhou, but when Mrs. Zhou is here, he is just like a pug, very warm, and every month of the month. The stuff in their yard, in short, is strangely tight.

    "You can't go in." Tweety hurriedly blocked the way of the old housekeeper. At this time, she was a girl at home, still scrupulous about etiquette.

    Unexpectedly, the old housekeeper was anxiously red eyes. He was obviously more than sixty years old, but his strength was not small. Regardless of him, he pushed Tweety away in one fell swoop, and the latter staggered a step and almost rolled to the ground.

    The anxious look of the old housekeeper did not at all resemble a servant's reaction when he knew the master had something wrong, but it was a bit like the reaction of a husband when he knew his wife had something wrong.