Explosive cute wife: black-bellied husband, please respect yourself!

Chapter 5

Yan Chuyan bent down and hugged it into her arms, combed it with her five fingers, and went downstairs until she walked to the restaurant on the first floor before putting the difficult cat on the court-style soft chair.

The moment the housekeeper saw Yan Chuyan, he froze for a moment.

"Miss Yan, the makeup you put on today is really pretty."

Hearing this, Yan Chuyan touched her face, thinking: Is it the reason for the disappearance of the birthmark?He thought I covered it up with makeup?
Yan Chuyan smiled and politely replied, "Thank you."

"Miss Yan, this is the breakfast I arranged for the chef to cook for you. Please take it easy. In addition, the company has an important meeting at nine o'clock today. This is Zhu Erhuo's assistant. He will explain the details to you." The housekeeper explained to Yan Chuyan respectfully.

Yan Chuyan turned her head to look at the special assistants, and stretched out her hand with a smile, "Hello, special assistants, I'm not familiar with the company yet, so please help me with the company's affairs in the future."

"It is Zhu's honor to be Miss Yan's special assistant."

The two shook hands politely, and then, Zhu Erhuo gracefully opened the chair for her, and made a gentle gesture of invitation: "Miss Yan, please sit down."

Under the sparkling crystal chandeliers, all kinds of snacks on the dining table are delicious.

Yan Chuyan took a sip of hot milk and suddenly remembered the strange man just now, so she asked, "Butler Lin, when you went upstairs to call me, did you see a man with blue eyes? Er... …the one with no clothes on the upper body, very burly, probably a bodyguard."

"Ah?" The butler looked at Yan Chuyan in surprise, rolled his eyes twice, and recalled: "No, when I went up, the corridor was empty, there was no one there, only Mingming was meowing at the door of your room Call."

"Ming Ming" is the name given by the old man to the Persian cat. Everyone in this family respects this cat very much. Every time they see it, they treat it like the owner of the family, and they must greet it respectfully.

This is the rule set by Mr. Beiming.

"Okay, maybe I didn't sleep well last night and I had hallucinations." Yan Chuyan muttered to herself, picked up the knife and fork, and went to cut fried eggs.

Suddenly, the Persian cat, which was sitting peacefully on the soft chair, jumped onto the dining table, and crawled to the glass of milk in front of Yan Chuyan with its four soft and cute short legs.

The fluffy cat's face rubbed against the crystal cup a few times, and let out a tender meow: "Meow~meow~meow~"

The butler frowned, took a cup of hot milk from the other side of the table and poured it into the dinner plate, and brought over a plate of fish-flavored cake that it usually likes to eat, and said respectfully to the Persian cat: "Mingming, come here, It's your breakfast, please take it easy."

The cat turned its head and glanced at the butler, the blue light in its pupils exuded a bit of coldness, then turned its furry head back to Yan Chuyan's side, its sapphire eyes seemed to be smiling: "Meow~meow~meow Woo~"

Yan Chuyan glanced at it with displeasure, and thought: Hmph, smelly cat, let me brush and bathe you every day, and also want my sister to feed you milk, what a beautiful idea!Lick the plate yourself!
"Miss Yan, Mingming probably wants to drink your glass of milk." The housekeeper kindly reminded.

Yan Chuyan gave the cat a disdainful look, then took the glass of milk and drank it down in one gulp, then stared at it arrogantly: "This is what I drank, you, lick the milk on that plate for me!"

(End of this chapter)