Romantic Prince Spoils His Consort

"Oh, that's ok..." Meng Xiaoxiao nodded and thought in his heart, how do you tell her about washing her skirt? Now just say it? Or wait until Xiao Moxuan comes?

"Xiaoxiao, what are you thinking? I think you have something on your mind." unexpectedly, Li Jiaxue's eyes were so sharp that she suddenly saw her abnormality and asked with a smile.

"Miss Li, that's right..." Meng Xiaoxiao saw that she had seen through anyway, pursed her lips, summoned up her courage and said: "when I washed clothes last night, I didn't know. I used the washing machine and accidentally washed your skirt..."

"Which skirt?" the elegant and calm smile on Li Jiaxue's face disappeared, and two properly painted eyebrows frowned tightly.

"That's the one you asked me to take down and wash later." Meng Xiaoxiao said carefully, feeling more and more uneasy.

"Oh, my God!" Li Jiaxue raised her hand to cover her mouth and exclaimed, "that's what uncle Gu and aunt Su brought back to me just after they went to France in May. The latest limited edition of Chanel. What's it like for me?"

Uh, sweat! Meng Xiaoxiao was even more creepy. Maybe the skirt was dozens or even hundreds of times more expensive than she thought. She compensated carefully and said, "I'm sorry, Miss Li, I'm too careless. It seems that it's wrinkled and the color is a little ruined..."

"Where's the skirt?" Li Jiaxue interrupted her with a straight brow and said impatiently, "show it to me."

Meng Xiaoxiao obediently went to the laundry room and brought the skirt over. He whispered, "that's it. I don't know if it can be repaired?"

"Fix it?" Li Jiaxue glared round her beautiful and charming eyes and sneered with disdain: "do you think this is the ground stall goods with hundreds of dollars on you? If it's broken, you can wear it again after you fix it? This is the limited edition of Chanel, do you understand?"

"Sorry, Miss Li, I didn't mean to..." Meng Xiaoxiao knew he was wrong and sincerely apologized.

"Can you even think of throwing some thin single clothes into the washing machine in summer? Oh, Xiaoxiao, I really can't figure out. Are you here to work or enjoy?" Li Jiaxue looked coldly at Meng Xiaoxiao's deflated and angry appearance and felt very happy, and his words became more and more sharp.

She has long been unhappy with Meng Xiaoxiao, but she has been patient without attack.

Meng Xiaoxiao is protected by Xiao Moxuan. She doesn't want to be too obvious. Second, Meng Xiaoxiao is diligent and capable, which really makes her unable to pick out more thorns. This time I finally caught a suitable opportunity, how can I let it go easily?

"Sorry, I know I'm wrong..." Meng Xiaoxiao looked down in embarrassment and apologized again.

Yes, if you do something wrong, you have to bear the consequences. People say it so hard. Of course, you can only swallow it. Who made himself lazy yesterday? Don't you have nothing to do with hand washing? Alas, sad

"What's the use of saying I'm sorry? You haven't ruined my good new dress!" Li Jiaxue raised her eyebrows and looked at her coldly. "It's already like this, and I won't talk about you. What can you do? I can't lose a skirt for nothing, and it's my favorite."

Meng Xiaoxiao was silent for a moment, raised his clear eyes and looked at her calmly: "don't worry, Miss Li, I broke it, and I will be responsible."

"How are you responsible?" Li Jiaxue smiled, as if she had heard the biggest joke in the world: "Xiaoxiao, you don't want to take my skirt to the laundry and iron it again, even if you are responsible?"

"I will compensate you for this skirt," Meng Xiaoxiao said, biting her lips.

"Compensation? Ha, do you know how much this skirt costs?" Li Jiaxue laughed sarcastically and said, "I'm afraid you can't afford my skirt even if you take all your possessions."

"Miss Li, why do you look down on people so much?" Meng Xiaoxiao squeezed his fingers involuntarily and replied coldly, "I said I would pay you!"

Li Jiaxue was a little stunned. She didn't expect Meng Xiaoxiao's attitude to be so firm. She immediately smiled gracefully and said, "OK, OK, I'll wait for you to compensate me for the skirt money. Let me see, the price of this skirt is 36000."

"I see." Meng Xiaoxiao said with patience.

"However." Li Jiaxue opened her mouth again, with a very proud look on her face, with some obvious arrogance: "I'm not talking about RMB, it's US dollars.

"What are you talking about?" just at this time, Xiao Moxuan, who looked energetic in a straight suit, came over, opened his chair and sat down. He looked at the breakfast full of color, smell and fragrance, and sincerely praised: "today's breakfast is very rich. It makes people's appetite open."

"Brother Xuan, look at my skirt." when Li Jiaxue saw Xiao Moxuan coming, she quickly unfolded the skirt, which looked like a coquettish and a complaint: "this is the gift my uncle and aunt Su brought me back when they went to France in May, but it was washed like this by Xiaoxiao."

"I know." Xiao Moxuan didn't look at the skirt more. Instead, he looked at Meng Xiaoxiao, who was embarrassed to stand on one side, and said, "didn't you throw this skirt away last night? Why did you pick it up again?"

"What?" Li Jiaxue stared round her beautiful big eyes and asked in surprise and anger: "Xiaoxiao, did you throw back my skirt last night? What do you think?"

"Xueer, I threw it. It's none of Xiaoxiao's business." Xiao Moxuan frowned slightly and calmly: "I asked her to wash the clothes in the washing machine. It's my responsibility to do so."

"Brother Xuan, however, I ruined such a good skirt." Li Jiaxue tooted her mouth and became more and more unhappy: "if you say throw it away, it's my favorite dress. Besides, my uncle and aunt bought it for me."

"It's all right. I'll buy you another one." Xiao Moxuan said soothingly, and then seemed to say casually: "it's just that I'm going to Europe soon."

"Are you going to Europe?" Li Jiaxue's attention was successfully diverted and asked in surprise, "when? Why haven't you heard of it?"

"It's a temporary decision." Xiao Moxuan answered her carelessly, looked at Meng Xiaoxiao again, and whispered a reminder: "you don't eat yet? You'll be late later."