Romantic Prince Spoils His Consort

Meng Feifan raised his wrist and looked at his watch. His voice and color were flat: "sit down and have a look at this contract. If you have no objection, sign it."

Mi Xiaoqiao went over and took the contract, sat down to one side, whispered to himself, and thought: what can I do if I have any objection? I took all the money. It's not just a good sign.

After watching it silently for a while, she raised her eyes suspiciously: "why didn't you talk about advertising?"

"Oh, the feedback from the advertising planning department said that the girl performed very well. I don't think it's necessary to change people," Meng Fanyu told her.

"Then... What should I do?" Mi Xiaoqiao bit his lips gently, feeling a little lost.

I thought it would be worth 500000 to shoot this advertisement. I could pay off the debt by shooting it a few more times. But now, everything is in vain. It will take a long time for her to pay off the huge amount of money?

"This is the advertising shooting plan. Take a closer look. Do you think you can do it?" Meng Feifan came and sat on the sofa next to MI Xiaoqiao, pushed the lipstick advertising shooting plan in front of her and recalled the corners of his lips.

"Ah... Want to kiss?" sure enough, MI Xiaoqiao looked at it roughly and frowned at the beautiful eyebrows like willow leaves.

"Yes, and I still want you to take the initiative." Meng Fanfan looked at the little face of the girl who turned into bitter gourd in an instant with some laughter and said slowly: "in view of your bad performance when I kissed you last time, I don't think you are willing to shoot such advertisements. So, I decided to order the girl directly."

"But... But... Things are different now." Mi Xiaoqiao blushed and muttered in a low voice, "this is for work. I want to make money."

"Oh?" Meng Feifan raised his tall and straight handsome eyebrows, leaned close to her and whispered thoughtfully: "are you willing to do anything to make money?"

"No, I have my bottom line. I just want to make money with my own labor." Mi Xiaoqiao felt his ill intentioned ambiguity, quickly stepped back, distanced himself from him and said loudly.

The girl's reaction was obviously expected by Meng Feifan. His handsome face rippled with a spring breeze smile. His style was very charming: "you look good. I've arranged other work for you. If you do well, the reward can be increased."

Mi Xiaoqiao looked down again. As soon as he saw two lines, he exclaimed, "24-hour full service. What does this mean?"

"Miss MI, didn't I tell you yesterday? I hired you to be my personal secretary." Meng extraordinary's black eyes flashed and flashed a smile that was almost evil: "The so-called personal secretary, I can explain to you, that is, if there is no other order from me, you must follow me 24 hours. Help me take care of my work during working hours and take care of my life after work."

Mi Xiaoqiao listened dumbfounded and said, "you mean I'm going to be your servant after work?"

"If you think so, I can't help it." Meng Feifan bent his lips lazily and said softly, "however, this is another reward. The salary of the job you do at work will be deducted directly from the four million you take away. I'll pay you an extra salary for the extra work you do after work."

Mi Xiaoqiao's eyes blinked and his heart moved. This is really a good way to make money.

As a matter of fact, she is now very poor and penniless. Not to mention eating and dressing, she can't even pay back the money for renting a house. If she can earn some extra money by working, it's better than anything.

It's rare that Meng Fanfan can come up with such an idea. No matter what kind of mentality he is out of, he can help her again. As a servant, just be a servant. After all, he eats by his own labor.

"What do I need to do after work?" after pondering for a moment, MI Xiaoqiao asked.

"For example, help me cook, tidy up the room and wash clothes." Meng Feifan smiled lightly and said disapprovingly.

Mi Xiaoqiao gently pursed his lips, didn't speak for a moment, and thought in the bottom of his heart: he really regarded me as a servant unambiguously.

"After work, I'll arrange a driver to help you move. Your house will return and move to my Jingyuan villa. Tonight, I'll have the meal you prepared for me in the villa." Meng Fanfan orders himself regardless of MI Xiaoqiao's expression.

"What? Move to you?" now, MI Xiaoqiao's eyebrows were raised, his eyes were round, and his speech was not smart: "I have a place to live... I can't live there. What's that like?"

"What do you say?" Meng Feifan stared at her with a smile, and his eyes were hateful: "you should be responsible for taking care of my daily life. How can you take care of me if you don't live there?"

"Anyway... I don't live with you." Mi Xiaoqiao blushed and stammered a few words.

"Ha ha, who said he would live with you?" Meng Feifan laughed, his black eyes shining, and couldn't hide his interest in her: "I just said to let you move over and take care of my life. There are many rooms there, and we can have one room each. Don't worry, I'm a gentleman."

Let her move to him. He just saw her renting in such a disorderly environment yesterday. He really couldn't relax and make a temporary decision.

I knew she would misinterpret his kindness, but he still found it very interesting to see her ashamed, embarrassed, anxious and angry. This shy and tricky little white rabbit, he's going to make a decision.

"But... I can rush to work every day, just like hourly work." Mi Xiaoqiao also wanted to argue that it would be strange and uncomfortable to live with him like this.

"Nothing, but you have taken the money, and the contract can only be signed according to my meaning." Meng Feifan restrained his smile and restored his usual cold tone: "I have the right to arrange accommodation for my employees. Besides, you won't suffer any loss if you sign like this."

Mi Xiaoqiao knew that it was useless to argue with him again, and there was no benefit at all. He just kept looking down without talking.

But after watching it for a while, she couldn't help it again: "why can't you communicate with other men?"

"Because that will affect your work." Meng Fanfan is very calm and relaxed.

"What about normal love? Can't it?" at this moment, MI Xiaoqiao really felt that this was an unequal contract.

"No." Meng Fanfan refused without any room for maneuver.

"It's too unfair. I can't stay married all my life because I signed this contract with you." Mi Xiaoqiao chuckled and protested unbearably.