Top-secret love: The new wife who underwent plastic surgery is a bit fierce

Chapter 37 Guarantee
Tang Jizhi's handsome body was soaked in the bathtub, his arms were stretched out, and he stretched comfortably.

After staying in the old house for a few days, all the bones in his body were aching, but there was a burst of unknown joy in his heart.

Thinking of Meng Qianqian's pitiful look when he was holding him and crying, he felt very happy.

Sure enough, in this world, no woman could resist his charm.

Not far away, Mo Shan was tidying up the clothes he took off on the ground, and when he looked up and saw the smile on his lips, he shuddered abruptly.

Oh my god, is his young master in a daze? Why did he suddenly laugh, and laugh so weirdly?
Could it be a ghost?

"Master?"

"Master!"

Mo Shan called twice before waking him up from his daze.

Tang Jizhi glared at him displeasedly, Mo Shan shrank his neck, and stretched out his hand cautiously: "Master, do you still want this dress?"

"Why not?" Tang Jizhi said stiffly.

Mo Shan looked at the suspicious marks on the shirt, and frowned in distaste. It looked like a runny nose, but the young master didn't think he didn't mind it at all.

Clean freaks don't care about this. He's a housekeeper, so why do he care?
Tang Jizhi took a comfortable bath, and when he got fully dressed and came out of the bathroom, he heard that Meng Qianqian had woken up.

He raised his foot and walked towards the bedroom, Mo Shan hurriedly said: "Master, Second Miss is not in the bedroom."

"Where did she go?"

Mo Shan pointed to the kitchen: "Second Miss woke up and rested for a while. I heard that you haven't eaten yet, so I went to work in the kitchen."

Tang Jizhi was slightly taken aback, and then walked towards the kitchen.Before he saw anyone, he heard Meng Qianqian's voice.

She was directing the chef to cook in the kitchen, chattering non-stop, saying that it should not be too greasy for a while, and saying that she should make something nourishing.

The chef was probably upset by him, Tang Jizhi heard his sigh.

"Why did you come here?" Just as he was in a daze, the kitchen door opened, and Meng Qianqian came out with a tray in his hand, "I'm going to look for you, how about coming over to have a taste?"

Tang Jizhi followed her, walked to the dining table and sat down, sized her up suspiciously.

He was frightened into that look before, and he woke up not long ago. He didn't have a good rest, and went to the restaurant to prepare dinner for him.

Should I say she is stupid, or that she lacks a string in her mind?
Suddenly there was an inexplicable feeling in his heart, Tang Jizhi quickly lowered his head to hide the emotion in his eyes.

Picking up a fork, he rolled a bit of pasta into his mouth. He chewed slowly, but couldn't taste it at all.

"How is it? Isn't it good?" Meng Qianqian sat beside him, resting her chin on her hands, staring at him without blinking.

Tang Jizhi ate two mouthfuls, but he couldn't eat any more.

When he was in the old house, he had just finished his dinner and was not hungry at all.In his eyes, these spaghetti are not attractive at all.

Seeing him put down the fork, Meng Qianqian couldn't help saying anxiously: "Eat it quickly, it tastes good."

In the kitchen just now, she had tasted the taste, the chef's craftsmanship was absolutely impeccable, it was better than all the pasta she had eaten outside.

Tang Jizhi coughed lightly, and said weakly: "I have been hungry for several days. If I eat too much at one time, my stomach will not be able to bear it, and I will get sick instead. I can only take it slowly and wait for the stomach to recuperate before it can be normal. Have a meal."

This explanation was reasonable, and Meng Qianqian didn't doubt him, but actually believed it, and took the fork from his hand to tell him to eat less.

Mo Shan sighed softly, Second Miss, you are too easy to deceive, if you fight with the young master, you will definitely be eaten to death by him.

At this time, he actually felt a little pitiful for this innocent and lively little girl.

"Since you don't want to eat, how about... how about we discuss something?" Meng Qianqian handed the tray to the chef, and suddenly said to Tang Jizhi.

Tang Jizhi's ears perked up immediately: "What's the matter?"

He just knew that how could the stinky girl prepare dinner for him properly, it turned out that she had other intentions.

"I, I need your help with an important matter." Meng Qianqian sat upright, suppressed the mischievous smile on her face, and said solemnly, "You know the affairs of my family very well, those people have hurt me so badly, I must take revenge , but I can't do it with my own strength, I hope you can help me."

"Why?"

There was alienation in Tang Jizhi's eyes, as if she was a poor wretch who was overwhelmed.

"Just because...you saved me once. Could it be that you saved me and raised me every day just to feed me? I know that the Yuan family has always wanted to swallow up the Tang family's territory. How can you deal with the Yuan family? , not only to avenge me, but also to consolidate the power of the Tang family. Besides, if I can take back the Meng family, all the properties of the Meng family can be given to you in the future."

Tang Jizhi leaned back on the chair expressionlessly, not interested in her proposal at all, and what he wanted was never the Yuan family and the Meng family.

When it comes to property, even ten Meng families are not rare for him.

Seeing Tang Jizhi's delay in responding, Meng Qianqian became anxious, clenched her fists tightly, gritted her teeth and said, "If you have other conditions, you can do whatever you want."

There was a flash of light in Tang Jizhi's eyes, and he suddenly became interested: "Empty words are nothing, since you have this determination, then write a letter of guarantee."

Meng Qianqian was dumbfounded, does this still require a letter of guarantee?

Before she could refute, Mo Shan came over with a pen and paper, spread it out on the table in front of her, and respectfully said, "Second Miss, please."

Meng Qianqian licked her dry lips nervously, her eyes wandered back and forth between Mo Shan and Tang Ji.

How do you feel this is a conspiracy?
Like a prey, she fell into the trap dug by the hunter.But looking at Tang Jizhi's cold expression, if he didn't write this letter of guarantee, he would definitely not agree to help her.

"Don't write? That's fine."

Tang Jizhi was about to take back the paper, Meng Qianqian was in a hurry, snatched the pen and paper and held it in his arms, reluctantly said: "Okay, I'll write!"

The corners of Tang Jizhi's lips twitched slightly.

Meng Qianqian grabbed the pen and stared at the snow-white A4 paper, her mind went blank.

When she raised her head again, she looked at him bitterly, and said plaintively, "But what should I write? Or else forget it?"

"You just write," Tang Jizhi refused to follow her trick, and said slowly, word by word: "I, Meng Qianqian, owe Tang Jizhi two conditions, and I promise to unconditionally..."

"Wait a minute," Meng Qianqian had just written her name, and when she heard the second half of his sentence, she stopped writing and said strangely, "When did I owe you two conditions?"

(End of this chapter)