The reborn superstar's warm wife will not remarry

Chapter 141 The Good Times of Communication (3)
The car parked in front of a small bungalow, designed in European style, the white house stands among the green trees and lawns, as if you can feel the comfort of the pastoral scenery.

Shang Mo got out of the car, carefully opened the door of the passenger seat, looked at the sleeping man leaning on the chair, sideways in front of her, and unfastened her seat belt, gently carried her out, hooked her foot kicked the car door.

Shang Mo carried Qiu Qianxia into the living room at a steady pace, and saw Sister Fang who was cleaning in the kitchen, and walked out with a smile: "Who is coming back...Mr.—"

Panic flashed across Sister Fang's face. When she saw the person in his arms, she looked at the two of them pretending to be calm and smiled and said, "Mr. is back, should we eat or rest first? The room hasn't been opened for a while. I live here, if I rest first, I will clean it first."

Shang Mo didn't miss the abnormality on Sister Fang's face, but he didn't have time to care about the abnormality of a nanny for the time being, so he said indifferently: "You cook first, I will take people upstairs to rest, and I will call you if necessary. "

"Sir, I'd better go upstairs to tidy up, the room is now..." Sister Fang hesitated in panic, her face turned white with nervousness.

"Mom, who's here?"

Sister Fang, who had not yet made a good excuse, walked upstairs a girl about 20 years old in her pajamas and walked down the stairs. She looked at Shang Mo curiously, with a flash of surprise and covetousness in her eyes. From the perspective of those classmates, it is definitely more enviable than the house she lives in now.

Shang Mo glanced at the girl on the stairs, and then saw Sister Fang's nervous and pale face. He carried the woman in his arms and walked to the recliner on the sofa in the living room. When he was about to find a comfortable place to put her down, he saw Seeing the popcorn and potato chip crumbs on the sofa, she hugged Qiu Qianxia back into her arms in disgust.

The woman in his arms moved, and when Shang Mo thought she was about to wake up, she reached out and grabbed the clothes on his chest, buried her head in his arms, and continued to fall into a deep sleep.

Her cute and dependent actions made Shang Mo's eyes soften, and he looked at Sister Fang with a terrified gaze: "Restore the house to its original state, and you can go."

Sister Fang's face turned pale in an instant: "Thank you sir, please give me another chance, my daughter just has no place to go during the holidays, so I have to stay here temporarily."

The young girl on the stairs knew that this man was the owner of this house. She thought that the only ones who could afford such a house were men in their 50s and [-]s with fat faces and big bellies. She knew her mother was a servant in the home of such a young, handsome and wealthy man. , she's already here.

Shang Mo didn't even look at Sister Fang's pleading face, he hugged Qiu Qianxia's arm as if he couldn't feel the weight, and said to Sister Fang: "Call the assistant."

"Okay, sir." Seeing that he didn't mention letting her go again, Sister Fang nodded happily.

Seeing the phone that Sister Fang handed over, Shang Mo saw that both of his hands were occupied by the woman in his arms, so he had to temporarily put her on the sofa full of snack crumbs, but the phone that Sister Fang handed over was cold. He said: "Let the cleaning company come over for a while, and let the housekeeping company change a housekeeping aunt to come over by the way."

Sister Fang's eyes were filled with shock, seeing the unquestionable expression on the man's face, she didn't dare to ask for mercy again.She has been working here as a servant for almost two years. Although she seldom sees men, she looks like she doesn't care about anything every time.

Liu Lanmei looked at her mother's gray face, walked up to Shang Mo with a bit of injustice and said, "Why don't you just live in your house for a while, do you need to turn your face like this? It's not that your house is unoccupied, I came here to help You guys are more popular."

Shang Mo looked at the slightly frowning woman on the sofa, as if she was about to wake up, walked directly to the refrigerator, opened the refrigerator, filled it with a pile of beer and sausages, and there was nothing he was looking for.

Seeing this, Sister Fang hurriedly said: "Whatever you want to find, sir, I can help you find it."

Shang Mo closed the refrigerator with a gloomy face, opened the cupboard and took out a glass, rinsed it under the tap, and went straight to the sofa when he got a glass of warm water, waiting for the person on the sofa to wake up.

Seeing his aloof appearance, Liu Lanmei murmured softly, "The rich are amazing!"

Shang Mo gave Liu Lanmei a cold look, Sister Fang hurriedly pulled her daughter, and the room became quiet again.

"Which room does she live in?" Shang Mo looked at Sister Fang arrogantly, and asked coldly.

Sister Fang trembled uncontrollably, and whispered, "Ma'am, your room."

When the assistant came over, the new housekeeping aunt had already checked the whole house, looked at the man with aloof temperament and said respectfully: "The whole house has been checked, during the few months when the wife was away, the house There are 37 places that have been used by people, but [-] places have been damaged due to improper use."

The assistant looked curiously at the eyes of his boss, from time to time he looked at the sleeping person on the sofa, and then sympathetically at the mother and daughter over there.

The merchant's house is not so easy for people to live in for free. Seeing the unconvinced look on the face of Sister Fang's daughter, she said in a voice as small and clear as possible: "Should I clean the house now or wait for the wife to wake up?"

The new aunt said gently: "Clean the upstairs room first, and at least my wife will have a place to rest when cleaning the downstairs."

Shang Mo nodded: "Replace all the used things, and replace the master bedroom with the one next to it. I don't want to hear too much noise."

"What..." the person on the sofa murmured with slightly frowning eyebrows, his eyelashes trembling slightly trying to open his eyes, momentarily at a loss as to where he was.

Just as Shang Mo wanted to get up and pour her a glass of water, a glass of warm water had already been delivered within his reach, and the new aunt walked back to the original place, bowing her head and not making a sound to disturb her.

When Qiu Qianxia propped up her arms to get up, a big hand propped her waist and pushed her to sit up. Qiu Qianxia looked at Shang Mo with a calm expression, and said to the men and women behind him: "What is this?"

"Ma'am, I was wrong. Please tell my husband not to drive me away." Sister Fang said with a surprised face when she saw her wake up. She knew that even if she really bumped into her, she would at most scold her and not drive her away, but no one expected that Mr. Shang would come back with her.

Qiu Qianxia rubbed her head, but Shang Mo sipped the water handed over and said, "It's not that this place is very quiet and quiet, it's just deceiving."

After hearing her accusation, Shang Mo rubbed her head with a smile: "Are you still sleepy? If you are not sleepy, I will take you out for a walk. When you come back, this place will be quiet and quiet."

The assistant looked at Shang Mo's petty gesture in surprise, and then saw Qiu Qianxia avoiding his hand with a bitter face, the guess in his heart was finally confirmed.

"Can you stop rubbing my head, you'll be stupid." Qiu Qianxia protested softly.

(End of this chapter)