Romantic Prince Spoils His Consort

She's really glad she scraped her left hand just now, otherwise it's inconvenient to eat noodles at the moment.

After tasting several mouthfuls, MI Xiaoqiao said with emotion: "Mr. Meng, I didn't expect you to cook such delicious noodles."

Meng Feifan saw that MI Xiaoqiao was happy to eat. He was naturally happy. He was a little proud on his always calm face: "what is this? There are only these things in the kitchen, otherwise, I can make more delicious food."

"Ah? Really?" Mi Xiaoqiao completely forgot his troubles at this time, blinked black and white Danfeng eyes, and looked at him with surprise and admiration: "President Meng, you are so powerful. Where did you learn these? I began to think you were a young master who couldn't even help the oil bottle when it fell down."

"Hehe, in those years when I studied in the UK, I often cooked by myself." Meng Feifan smiled indifferently.

"No wonder, ha ha, Mr. Meng, you are really a good new man who goes out of the hall and into the kitchen." Mi Xiaoqiao feels more and more that Meng Feifan is not an inaccessible God. He can also talk and laugh at will like ordinary people.

Unknowingly, her lively and cheerful nature began to recover slowly and blurted out a word without brain consideration.

Out of the hall into the kitchen? Well, why does that sound so awkward? Meng Feifan raised his eyebrows and said, "do you like such a new good man?"

"What?" Mi Xiaoqiao didn't hear clearly, chased and asked, still smiling.

Looking at the innocent smile on the girl's face in front of her, Meng Fanfan sighed imperceptibly and gently reminded her: "if you feel delicious, eat more."

This sentence made Mi Xiaoqiao suddenly return to the severe reality from the relaxed world. She suddenly remembered that she was the one hired by Meng Feifan to take care of his daily life.

But now, she even sits here and enjoys his care. On the first day of coming today, she screwed up everything.

Dinner was so bad that I ran down in the middle of the night and hurt my leg. It even became a problem to go to work tomorrow. Oh, why is she so clumsy? Why so unlucky? It's really a bad time. You can't stop your teeth when you drink cold water.

But anyway, she can't stay here. She really doesn't work. There are many people in the company who gossip. She doesn't want to give them a chance to talk about herself again.

Besides, Meng Fanfan paid her such a high salary. If she doesn't work hard, she will never be at ease.

"Mr. Meng, I'd better go to work tomorrow." Mi Xiaoqiao thought and said softly. In fact, it should be today.

Meng Fanfan looked at her, and Yubo replied without a trace: "if you think your foot injury doesn't affect your work and don't need me to hold you in and out of the company every day, I don't object to this opinion."

"That's not what I mean!" Mi Xiaoqiao hurriedly explained, "I mean, although it's inconvenient for me to walk now, I can always help do something in the company. It's better than staying here doing nothing."

"So you mean, really let me hold you in and out of the company every day?" Meng Feifan picked up the corners of his lips and asked solemnly.

"No! I can walk slowly..." Mi Xiaoqiao's small face turned into a burning cloud in the sky again, and he hung his eyes uneasily. He didn't know what to say.

"Don't talk too much, feel at ease to recover from the injury, and go to work when your feet are good." Meng Fanfan picked the thick black and straight handsome eyebrow of ink dye and ended the topic with a firm word: "I don't want to see my employees limp to work. You know, it affects the company's image."

"But... You have given me so much money in advance." after a long silence, MI Xiaoqiao whispered.

Yes, that large sum of money is a heavy stone in her heart. Whenever she thought of it, she felt that she needed to work like a spinning top to feel more secure.

vacation? She thinks she is not qualified at all. She has enjoyed enough special treatment. She never wants Meng Fanfan to make an exception for herself

It turned out that the little girl was entangled in this matter. Meng Fanfan shook his head secretly in his heart and said quietly: "the salary during the leave period will be settled normally by the finance department according to the leave system, and the corresponding amount will be deducted proportionally. At most, the 4 million will be paid off later. You don't need to think about the rest."

"But I can't do anything, including housework here." Mi Xiaoqiao sighed gently and said dejectedly, "Yaxiang, you shouldn't keep an idle man."

"It's the normal system of the company to ask for leave when you are ill. What do you want to do so much?" Meng Feifan glared at her angrily and pointed to the noodles: "eat it quickly. The noodles won't taste good when they are tied."

"Mr. Meng, don't pay me so much for 5000 yuan here. I just do some housework. I eat and live here, and I don't need any money. I don't have to pay me such a high salary at all." after a moment of meditation, MI Xiaoqiao begged again.

Alas, this girl is really troublesome. Giving her money is like burning her hand. Meng Feifan sighed helplessly and asked casually, "how much do you say?"

"These days, my hands and feet are hurt and I can't work. Instead, I've added so much trouble to you. I don't need to send me a penny. When my injury is cured, I'll do more to make it up..." said Mi Xiaoqiao sincerely.

Today, she returned the rented house and returned the deposit to Ye Feifei. Her mood has been relaxed a lot. Therefore, I think it's too much for Meng Feifan to send her 5000 yuan.

"I asked you how much you would want?" Meng Feifan interrupted her with a little impatience, feeling very depressed.

The last thing he wanted to see was that MI Xiaoqiao was so polite in front of him and said something that caused him trouble.

You know, in his mind, he has regarded Mi Xiaoqiao as his girlfriend and will become his wife sooner or later.

He likes to make her comfortable and happy. In terms of money, he won't be stingy with her.

He painstakingly let her move here from Jinhui Lane because he didn't trust his beloved girl to live in that chaotic and noisy place. But she can't seem to understand his feelings at all

Seeing Meng Feifan's expression suddenly became a little anxious, MI Xiaoqiao was stunned, gently stretched out a finger and said carefully, "just a thousand yuan a month."