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Chapter 256 Want to get rid of the claws!

"Get out of the car!" Mu Shaoyan pulled out the car key and got out of the car first.

Xia Meng opened the door and got out of the car, staggered on the soles of her feet, her legs were weak, and she had to hold on to the car to stand still.

Mu Shaoyan saw her timid and inexperienced appearance, snorted coldly at the corner of his mouth, and went directly to the unit floor to swipe his card.

After Xia Meng calmed down her heartbeat, she looked around. It was a completely unfamiliar environment. It was surrounded by elegant residential quarters, with shaded trees and lush flowers and plants.

"Come in!"

Just as Xia Meng was wondering what this place was, Mu Shaoyan opened the door of the unit and asked her to go in.

Now she realized that Mu Shaoyan should live in this high-end community.

It's just, what did he mean by bringing her home?
"Mr. Mu, thank you for driving me back, I have to go back!"

Xia Meng has an expression on her face that this place is not suitable to stay for a long time, avoiding Mu Shaoyan like a plague god, wishing she could step on the clouds and turn back.

what!
Damn woman!
So ignorant!

Asked her to come in and she actually yelled to leave?

"Xia Nu-servant, come back to me!" Mu Shaoyan scolded in a deep voice, "You dare to go and try!"

Xia Meng was scared, as long as he threatened, she would be afraid from the bottom of her heart.

Facing the glaring Mu Shaoyan, Xia Meng had no choice but to obediently turn around and follow him into the unit building and into the elevator.

With a quick glance, Mu Shaoyan pressed the button on the 21st floor, which is the top floor.

When he reached the 21st floor, he pressed the password, the door opened, and he changed his shoes first and entered the room.

Xia Meng stood at the door and took a look inside, stunned. Mu Shaoyan's residence was a bit too luxurious, comparable to the decoration style of Haiwan No. [-].

This is Mu Shaoyan's single apartment, located in the "Jinshengyuan" high-end private residential complex on Zhongting Road.

The area is 220 square meters, the top floor is a duplex layout, and the interior is designed with high ceilings during decoration, which looks very similar to a villa.

Mu Shaoyan was already sitting at the built-in bar-style bar, poured himself a glass of red wine, took a sip, and turned to find Xia Meng at the door with his mouth wide open, with a stunned expression on his face, and secretly mocked "bump".

"Don't come in yet!"

The host was inviting, Xia Meng took off his shoes and walked in because he was afraid that the shoes would stain the floor.

Mu Shaoyan never had any guests at his house, and he didn't prepare any extra slippers. Seeing Xia Meng's bare feet and only socks, he let her go.

After entering the room, Xia Meng seemed a little cramped. What exactly did Mu Shaoyan ask her to do?

"Mr. Mu, may I ask why you asked me to come?"

Mu Shaoyan was stirring up bad water in his stomach, what better job could he find for her?
"Xia Maid-servant, clean up the toilet!"

Summer maid - servant?
He's really good at it!

He actually asked her to clean up, did he treat her as his slave?
After Xia Meng slandered a few words, she looked around, the room was very clean, there was no need to clean it at all!
In fact, there are special hourly workers who come to clean the apartment on time every week, and the sanitation here was only cleaned yesterday.

But Mu Shaoyan just wanted to cause some trouble for her, and wanted to punish her whenever he had the chance.

After a few times of contact, Xia Meng has a little understanding of Mu Shaoyan's character, she thinks he is the kind of man who will get revenge and has a small belly.

Tell her to clean up. If she doesn't obey obediently, she probably won't come out of this door today.

In order to get rid of the "claw" as soon as possible, Xia Meng could only follow his wishes, "Where are the cleaning tools?"

"How do I know?" Mu Shaoyan blurted out.

"..." Xia Meng was stunned, whose home is this?
The owner doesn't know where his stuff is?

Like talk?
Maybe Mu Shaoyan also realized that his answer was too "expert", so he got up and took her to find the tool.

For a enjoying-type young master like him, who usually doesn't bother to bend down to pick up things when they fall on the ground, it is really not easy to find cleaning tools for the house.

In short, Mu Shaoyan led Xia Meng to the bathroom, to the storage room, and to the balcony, but they couldn't find anything.

"Mr. Mu can't find it either?"

"Who said I couldn't find it!" Mu Shaoyan's face was dark, with such a stubborn virtue, not to mention, he really resembles Lin Xiaoting.

Afterwards, Mu Shaoyan made a direct call and asked what he wanted. After hanging up the phone, he took Xia Meng up to the terrace, and finally found a neatly stacked cleaning tool in a corner of the terrace.

Xia Meng got the tools and began to clean the house seriously. The tables, chairs, benches, floors, windowsills, as long as they could be wiped, they were wiped from beginning to end.

While she was doing housework, Mu Shaoyan drank red wine and listened to music while taking a bath comfortably.

After taking a bath, he went to the study to surf the Internet.

It was already evening when he showed up again.

When I came to the living room, I couldn't see Xia Meng everywhere. The hungry Mu Shaoyan couldn't help being furious. How dare a dead woman sneak away?

When she was thinking about how to punish her next time she was caught, Xia Meng came out of the bathroom after washing her hands.

After seeing Mu Shaoyan, she said, "Mr. Mu, the room has been cleaned, and I have cleaned the tools and put them back in their original places. If there is nothing wrong, I will leave."

I thought she sneaked away!

Seeing that she was still there, Mu Shaoyan's anger subsided a little, but his face was still very unhappy, "Why are you going? Don't you have dinner? I'm hungry, I want to eat!"

After Mu Shaoyan finished yelling, he lay down on the sofa chair, looking like a magistrate, waiting for dinner.

Hemp egg!

He worked as a coolie for free all afternoon, and now he wants her to cook for him!
What morals?
How did you come across such a rascal?
Xia Meng wants to cry but has no tears, and reasoning with the scoundrel is useless. If you have time for that theory, it's better to get him something to eat quickly.

Xia Meng didn't say anything, and went directly to the kitchen, which had only just been cleaned. She felt that the open kitchen in Mu Shaoyan's house was just a decoration.

There was no trace of cooking in the kitchen, and, as she noticed just now, there were no food items in the kitchen.

It was even more depressing to open the refrigerator. Except for iced drinks, beer, and milk, there was nothing, not even the simplest quick-frozen food.

Xia Meng wondered, I really don't know how the young master Mu Shaoyan lives?
What do you usually eat?
It's a miracle to live so big and not die!

As the saying goes, it's hard for a clever woman to cook without rice, she has nothing, how do you ask her to cook?

Xia Meng returned to the living room, stood in front of Mu Shaoyan, spread her hands, "Mr. Mu, your family doesn't have a single grain of rice, how can I cook?"

Not a single grain of rice?
Mu Shaoyan sat up from the sofa chair, as if he was as surprised as Xia Meng, oh oh, just remembered that there is indeed nothing at home.

His usual food is settled in the hospital canteen. The kitchen here is basically unused, and he is not at home most of the time, so there is no need to buy food and pile it up at home.

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(End of this chapter)