My sister returns to a wealthy family, and her eight brothers spoil her with their lives.

Chapter 485: Using the Ancient Mirror to Win Miss Lan's Heart

Biyun suddenly realized that the expression on their young master's face was something she had never seen before.

That didn't fit her usual impression of the young master as being stupid and unruly.

Could it be that the young master is also fake?

This horrifying speculation made her heart beat faster. It was all over. The young master was going to kill people to silence them.

She saw the young master walking towards her step by step.

Her hands and feet lay limp on the ground, and she wanted to resist, but it seemed she had no strength at all.

She kept pushing herself back.

"Young Master, I was wrong. Please forgive me, please forgive me..."

Biyun saw the young master take out a red comb from his pajama pocket, put it on her hair, and started combing her hair.

"Biyun, what are you thinking about? Your master is teaching you well.

Don’t look at things you shouldn’t look at. Curiosity can kill you.

But as long as you listen to me obediently in the future, the young master will definitely benefit from you."

Biyun only felt a tingling sensation, which spread from every strand of hair into her scalp and then to her heart.

Her eyes were suddenly covered with an impenetrable white mist.

When the white fog turned into clear night, Biyun's face was replaced with a flattering smile.

"Young Master, you are right in teaching me. From now on, Biyun will obey your orders."

Then Biyun's hands and feet became strong again and she stood up quickly.

"Master, do you have any other instructions? If not, I will go and get busy first."

Biyun returned to her room as usual.

In the corridor of the servants' building, she met her aunt, who asked, "Have you taken all the ingredients for tomorrow to Miss Lan?"

After Biyun answered, she continued to complain about her aunt as she always did when she met her.

"Miss Lan is still so pretentious. It's annoying to watch."

Her aunt immediately frowned and scolded her again.

"No matter how honored Miss Lan is, if you want to work here for a long time, you must keep your mouth shut!"

Then the aunt advised Biyun, "Serve Miss Lan well. This is your duty."

What the aunt and nephew said seemed very secretive, but in fact many servants would hear one or two sentences of it more or less in their own rooms every day.

We are used to hearing it, but we are all smart people and know how to control our mouths.

The next day, Biyun seemed to have really learned her lesson and ran to the small building to serve early in the morning.

She held the Taoist robe that she had washed for Miss Lan yesterday, knocked on the door and entered the room.

"Miss Lan, you're awake. The sun is shining brightly today. Let me help you comb your hair on the terrace and bask in the sun."

Blue Star No. 3 already knew that its mistake last night was discovered by Biyun.

Fortunately, the little monk made the final move in time, and now Biyun has become one of our own.

The suggestion to comb your hair on the terrace is also a good one.

It just so happened that Ye Shian would find an opportunity to talk to her outside the small building before going to the company every morning. When he looked at the time, the man was about to arrive.

Sure enough, when Ye Shian walked to the small building, he saw this scene.

Miss Lan sat gracefully by the terrace railing, letting her silky long hair spread out.

The maid Biyun behind her was combing her hair carefully and gently.

The morning light shone on her, dyeing her hair with a layer of golden glow, and her fair and beautiful face made her look even more holy and otherworldly.

Ye Shian looked up and was stunned without realizing it.

At this time, Miss Lan took out an antique little mirror and looked around.

As a result, Biyun behind her suddenly became agitated and accidentally knocked the mirror out of Miss Lan's hand.

"crash"

The mirror fell from the terrace and landed right at Ye Shian's feet.

He quickly squatted down and picked up the mirror. He saw that it was an antique and the dragon-patterned cloud pattern was made quite delicately. Unfortunately, the mirror had been cracked.

"Ah, my mirror."

After a while, Miss Lan turned and entered the room, then quickly ran out of the small building and came to Ye Shian.

She snatched the mirror from Ye Shian's hand with heartache.

Tears immediately appeared on the beauty's long, fan-like eyelashes, which made Ye Shian feel heartbroken.

"Don't be sad, Miss Lan. If the mirror is broken, it's broken. I'll find you another mirror similar to this one."

"really?"

Miss Lan's tender little hand suddenly held Ye Shian's hand.

Ye Shian felt that his soul was being grasped by this little hand.

The beautiful woman with long hair and deer-like eyes looked at him hopefully.

This made Ye Shian's heart beat like a deer.

He was already addicted to this look, as if he was trapped in a deep pool, unable to extricate himself.

As long as he could make Miss Lan smile, he would be willing to do anything.

Ye Shian went to the company in a daze.

When he was instructing his assistant on today's work, he was absent-minded, and his mind was full of thoughts: how to help Miss Lan find another similar ancient mirror.

Finally, he remembered that there was such a mirror in the main house of their Ye family.

Yes, he had seen it on his grandmother's dressing table.

Once he had this thought, Ye Shian no longer had the heart to work that day.

Before he could finish explaining his work to his assistant, he rushed out with the car keys.

The assistant was stunned: What's wrong with Mr. Ye today? The smile on his face was just like a male student who was just in love.

Hasn’t Mr. Ye always been clear-headed?

There's never been anything like it between work and women, like today, with a stupid love-brain.

Forget it, don't ask about things that are not his business.

Ye Shian quickly drove the car onto the highway. The distance from the company to the main residence was only more than two hours' drive.

I must get my grandmother's mirror today, otherwise Miss Lan will be disappointed and sad.

Arrived at the ancestral home.

The bodyguard guarding there was very puzzled. Today was not a festival or a big day for ancestor worship, so why did the young master come here?

But don’t interfere in things that you shouldn’t interfere in, and don’t ask things that you shouldn’t ask.

Ye Shian rushed into his grandmother's room in a hurry.

My grandmother has been dead for many years.

Because his father was a filial son, his grandmother's room has been kept in the same state as it was back then.

Ye Shian was in his grandmother's bedroom and saw the antique mirror on the dressing table at a glance.

This ancient mirror is even more exquisite than Miss Lan’s mirror, and it is inlaid with blue gems.

However, the dragon-patterned cloud pattern was surprisingly similar.

Although it was the same palm-sized ancient mirror, Ye Shian felt that Miss Lan should use this ancient mirror to match her immortal appearance.

He carried the ancient mirror and hurried back to the villa, licking Blue Star No. 3 like a dog.

Nanxing No. 3 finally smiled, looked around while holding the mirror, and then he remembered that he had not thanked Ye Shian yet.

"Master, I like this mirror very much. How can I thank you?"

Ye Shian's lower body started to work.

"Shanshan, why are you still calling me Young Master?

Don't you understand how I feel about you? Call me Shi'an!"