Sweet love: the president's 18-year-old sweet wife

Chapter 10 I have thousands of ways to deal with you
The next day, Yin Qianxia was woken up by the alarm clock at seven o'clock, reluctantly opened her eyes and got up from the bed, and washed slowly.

Sitting on the bed, she had just taken off her pajamas, and before she had time to put on clothes, there was a knock on the door, she hurriedly picked up the quilt to cover it, and was relieved when she remembered that she had locked the door.

"Come down for breakfast."

Yin Qianxia was stunned for a moment before answering with an "oh".

It was the first time for her to have someone ask her to have breakfast when she woke up. After going downstairs, looking at the sumptuous breakfast on the dining table, she always felt that she had earned it.

This man's brain is a little abnormal, but she can give him extra points in her heart if she knows how to cook delicious food.

Obviously very greedy, but still put on a picky look, looked at it in disgust, and then picked up the chopsticks.

He brought two glasses of milk, sat opposite her, and asked, "Have you washed your face, brushed your teeth, and washed your hands?"

Yin Qianxia glanced at him, and replied angrily, "Washed."

He raised his watch to check the time and said, "I heard your alarm clock go off at seven o'clock, and it took you half an hour to wash?"

Yin Qianxia paused for a moment with the hand holding the milk cup, then nodded confidently: "Well, what's the matter? Is it in your way?"

He just looked at her and ordered lightly: "Get up in the future for 10 minutes to solve the washing problem, have breakfast on time at 07:30, leave the house at [-]:[-], and I will take you to work."

Hearing his strict schedule, Yin Qianxia immediately refused: "Don't bother you, let's live our own lives, what time I get up and go to work is my business, if you are kind, just leave me some breakfast , if you think it's troublesome, don't worry about me, I have time to arrange it myself."

Immediately afterwards he said, "Whether you get up or not, whether you eat breakfast or not is your business. I am disciplining my child."

Yin Qianxia: Here we go again!

"The child is very good in my stomach! You don't need to discipline it! Take care of yourself!"

"I'm not discussing with you. The timetable will start tomorrow. If you don't follow it, I have thousands of ways to deal with you."

After he finished speaking, he started to eat breakfast. Yin Qianxia stared at him for several seconds, and he ruined the originally pleasant breakfast time. The movement of gnawing on the sandwich was full of hostility, as if tearing him apart piece by piece.

Sitting in his car to work, Yin Qianxia didn't speak all the way, and got out of the car at the intersection. She didn't want to be seen by her acquaintances getting out of such a ostentatious luxury car, and she might say something nasty.

She is currently working as a makeup artist in a photo studio. This time is the off-season, and there are not many customers. In the morning, she finished with two makeups. In the afternoon, she was arranged to go to the street to order some clothing for shooting, such as wedding dresses and evening dresses. of.

This photo studio is quite famous, so naturally they don't buy low-quality clothes, they go to high-end gift shops.

Yin Qianxia did not expect to meet Zhang Yuhang here.

He was sitting on a low sofa in the corner, reading a wedding dress magazine in his hand.

At this time, the door of the fitting room on one side opened, and her so-called best friend, Wang Yuman, came out wearing a wedding dress.

When Yin Qianxia didn't find out about their underground love, Wang Yuman gave her the feeling of being a quiet and introverted girl who spoke softly and didn't fight for anything with others. It was because she was deceived by her appearance So much so that her boyfriend and her have been together for such a long time without ever getting to know each other.

Yin Qianxia wanted to pretend she didn't see it, but Wang Yuman took the initiative to stop her: "Sister Qianxia!"

Unexpectedly, she still had the guts to call herself, Yin Qianxia didn't flinch, and walked over with a generous smile.

(End of this chapter)