Deep Love Contract: Billion Dollar Husband Wanted Me

In the next few days, I went to Ou Xiaotian's house early in the morning to make breakfast for him. He was his full-time nanny. This guy was an asshole. He not only ordered me to do this and that, but also criticized the food I made.

I don't know how many times. This morning, Ou Xiaotian saw the same Chinese breakfast with a black face as the bottom of the pot. "Le Xiaoxiao, how stupid are you? You can't cook the simplest Western food for so many days?"

I didn't think so. "Why? President of Ouda, I think it's good for you to have Chinese breakfast with me for so many days." I looked left and right, and even turned around him, "I don't think you're missing a piece of meat!"

After that, I stopped looking at him and turned around to eat breakfast at the table. Ou Xiaotian's face became darker when he saw my attitude.

"I, please note that you are just an assistant. As an assistant, the most important thing is to respect my requirements, otherwise you will not be a good assistant." Ou Xiaotian came to me and stressed coldly to me.

"Ou Xiaotian, as a traditional Chinese, pretending to be a foreign devil. But after studying abroad for a few years, I've really got used to Western things. Is the foreign moon relatively round? I don't believe it. Chinese things can't adapt to your Chinese stomach? Like to eat or not, anyway, I've finished it." I looked like I shut up and stopped talking.

Maybe my attitude is tough. Ou Xiaotian also sees my dissatisfaction, so he can only shut up and sit down and have breakfast.

I've been used to drinking coffee for many years. I thought I could get up early without changing my habit for many years, but ouxiao naively didn't expect me to come so early every day.

In the past few days, he hasn't drunk black coffee for a long time. In this way, Ou Xiaotian is not used to it. In fact, what I don't know is that in Ou Xiaotian's past study abroad career, he has never changed his habit of having a cup of black coffee in the morning.

Everyone who knows Ou Xiaotian knows that if he doesn't have that cup of black coffee in the morning, Ou Xiaotian won't give people a good face this day.

He promised me to have Chinese breakfast on impulse, so every day Ou Xiaotian forced his anger to talk to me.

But for a long time, Ou Xiaotian felt that his temper had been suppressed to a peak.

But Ou Xiaotian stood beside me for a long time. I totally ignored Ou Xiaotian. He just ate his own breakfast. Ou Xiaotian felt like his fist was beating on cotton.

There was no way. Ou Xiaotian had to sit back in his seat and have breakfast quietly.

I looked up at the suffocating Ou Xiaotian. This man is really awkward, but I don't know why I suddenly think such Ou Xiaotian is actually quite cute.

"That's good. What kind of foreign breakfast do good Chinese people eat? Chinese breakfast nourishes the stomach. You work day and night, don't eat on time, and your work and rest are irregular. You'll be in bad health if you go on like this. Now it's so unhealthy to eat breakfast. Don't always think foreign things are better." I watched Ou Xiaotian start preaching.

In fact, many times I look at Ou Xiaotian so desperately. I also feel that people don't know how to take care of themselves. It's also very distressing.

So when ou Xiaotian told him he was coming to make breakfast, he thought it was a thing, and it was good to improve the man's work and rest.

In the following days, I don't know why I became Ou Xiaotian's personal assistant, from his breakfast contract to dinner, from cooking to cleaning up the housework.

I suddenly found that I spent nearly 18 hours with Ou Xiaotian every day. The rest of the time was eating and sleeping at home.

I knew that I had devoted all my time to Ou Xiaotian. I didn't have any time at all. I had to help him sort out documents and do assistant work in the company during the day, and I had to go to his house as a nanny at night or in the morning.

At lunch that day, I said to Ou Xiaotian, "can I take a leave tomorrow? I won't make breakfast for you?"

Hearing this, Ou Xiaotian subconsciously raised his head, frowned and asked me, "what shall I eat if you don't come to make breakfast for me?"

I couldn't get up when I looked at his natural energy.

I gave him a blank look. "You don't even know how to eat? You don't eat when I cook for you? I don't care. Anyway, I'll ask for leave tomorrow."

Ou Xiaotian frowned more tightly when I said this, "do you know what an assistant is? You are my assistant now, so you should do what an assistant should do."

Hearing what ou Xiaotian said, I suddenly felt angry. Even if I owe you, people's assistants can't rest you for 365 days a year!

"Ou Xiaotian, are you reasonable? Who doesn't give a rest all year round?" I almost yelled at Ou Xiaotian.

"Do you really just want to have a rest?" Ou Xiaotian asked carefully when he saw that I was angry.