Little sweet wife, super ferocious!

Three years later.

Kyoto, winter.

In the kitchen sink of yunshang Hotel, a thin woman bent over and soaked her hands in the cold sink. She couldn't feel the chilling chill, and she skillfully wiped the white tableware with a dishcloth.

Dim light will hit her figure on the white wall, she occasionally straightened up to exhale, as if tired to the limit.

Finally, after cleaning the last bowl, she put the tableware in the disinfection cabinet for disinfection. She was about to clean up and change clothes when her mobile phone rang.

In the black eyes, the boy's handsome and innocent face penetrated.

"Mommy

"Xiaozhuo is full. Don't worry, Mommy. It's cold and slippery. Slow down when you come back." The little boy enunciated clearly and puffed up his stomach for the woman to see.

Seeing the little boy in the video, Xia Yunxi frowned tightly all night and loosened her eyebrows. Her cracked lip pulled out a smile, nodded to the little boy and gave him a thumbs up.

"Hey, I'm going to sleep. Goodbye, Mommy!"

Yeah.

Xia Yunxi answered in his heart, and his eyes were very sour.

Lost voice for three years, although she slowly get used to it, but at this time in the face of lovely son, she still heart regret.

Because he can't speak, a lot of interaction between Xia Yunxi and his son has to be done by typing on his mobile phone.

"That burning hang up first, Mommy, don't miss burning too much, you can see your baby burning in an hour!"

Ha ha.

Xia Yunxi smiles, but there is no sound.

"Mommy, you have a good laugh." The little boy kisses the screen, "Mommy, I love you."

"Xia Yunxi!"

The door of the back kitchen is suddenly pushed open, interrupting the sweet interaction between the mother and the son. Xia Yunxi quickly hangs up the video and sees the aggressive woman putting away her mobile phone.

"Director, what can I do for you?" Xia Yunxi signs.

Come hands ring chest, black suit with A-line skirt, perfect set off her exquisite body, typical standard workplace beauty.

"The guest in room 207 has vomited. Go and clean it up."

Me?

Xia Yunxi points to himself in disbelief.

She came here only to clean the dishes, and she didn't need to serve the guests at all. It was all the waiter's business.

But Xia Yunxi also knows that at this time, the waiter has already left work.

What guests are still eating at this time?

"But I'm just a dishwasher. I don't have the obligation to take care of the guests in the private room." She felt that she was not suitable for that occasion.

Sharp eyes in charge of Xia Yunxi, contempt in the eyes are too lazy to cover up, "do not understand what you are saying, do not dawdle, or you do not have to come to work tomorrow?"

This is already a threat.

Xia Yunxi smell speech, nervous face red, quickly nod to the director.

Nothing is more important than her losing her job.

Three years had already worn away her spirit and pride.

She is no longer the third miss of the Xia family.

Now, she's just a woman who can't talk. It's OK to clean up the dirt of drunkenness.

Xia Yunxi comforted himself.

"Clean up and get off work." The supervisor took a step forward and warned in a deep voice, "remember, the guest in room 207 must not offend!"

Words fall, she neatly turn to go out.

Xia Yunxi pestle in situ Leng meeting, dare not delay too long, took the cleaning tool to 207 compartment run.

In Kyoto, people who can come to yunshang hotel for consumption are either rich or expensive. Even if the supervisor doesn't remind her, Xia Yunxi will be cautious. What's more, the incident three years ago caused a sensation in Kyoto, making Fu Jiasan a laughing stock in the whole city.