Systematic Director’s Tender Love

If this is the case, her boss's reaction is even more unreasonable. Not only does it seem extreme, but it also becomes more suspicious.

Suppose that after Bai Yaqing and Xu Wenxuan have been dating for a long time, the man suddenly proposes to break up, then the woman may hold a grudge and approach his brother for revenge.

It's just that you will try to retaliate after you fail. Life is not drama. Who has that idle time?

The woman who had been rejected by herself, now chased her brother again. He felt that he had quarreled with his eldest brother, persuaded others to break up and move out to live. If Xu Wenxuan was completely indifferent to Bai Yaqing, she really didn't believe it.

But the general situation, she already knew it. Today's conversation has satisfied her curiosity and can come to an end. As for the details, she didn't bother to pursue it.

Coming out of Xu's house, Jiang Qian took out the mobile phone from her bag, and her jade finger tapped the screen to prepare to call Xu Wenxuan.

Suddenly remembered that an hour ago, he put his arms around a girl with a cold temperament and left the house.

Presumably, at this moment, we are living in a world of tenderness and indifferent two people! She called, it was inappropriate.

I heard that Xu Wenxuan’s new girlfriend this time is a nurse. He met when he caught a cold yesterday and went to the hospital to see a doctor.

I just met yesterday, and I will enter the room today. To be honest, she admires the boss's methods in this respect.

Jiang Qian flexed her fingers and counted. Since she started working in Xu's family, Xu Wenxuan's girlfriends, even if there are not hundreds of them, are almost the same!

Before leaving the house, Xu Wenxuan had instructed her to give him a clear answer after talking to the housekeeper.

So Jiang Qian edited a text message and sent it to him, the content was concise:

The conversation is over. There is nothing wrong with me.

Unexpectedly, she quickly received Xu Wenxuan's reply:

Okay, then according to the original plan, the doctor and I will determine the hypnosis time.

Jiang Qian held the phone and chatted for a while.

She has a strong hunch that this money is not easy to make.

If you want to make money, you have to take some risks.

She has always been cautious and careful, and there shouldn't be any problems.

Jiang Qian pursed her lips and thought confidently.

At this time, in the dining room of a villa, the atmosphere was ambiguous.

Two people are performing "Feeding PLAY".

At the dining table, Mu Yichen leaned back on the only chair. The injured arm was propped up and laid lazily on the back of the chair.

The corners of his lips were bent into an arc of Evil Ning, and he was obviously in a good mood.

In contrast, Zhao Donghan, who was forced to sit on his lap, was holding a bowl in his left hand and a spoon in his right hand, serving the young master in front of him to eat.

The pink lips pressed into a straight line, and I regretted it deeply.

Why did she twitch her head while she was in Xiongwei, and promised to come back to feed him?

Mu Yichen's words are right, and people should make promises carefully.

She promised two things from others today, without exception, both of them caused her troubles and regrets.

She first agreed to send something to Xu Jie, but she was almost disfigured and injured Mu Yichen.

Later in Xingwei, she persuaded Mu Yichen to leave. The man stomped his foot on Xu Jie's back, and while crushing it hard, he asked her if he wanted to feed him. Can she shake her head in that situation? The look in his eyes was so terrible, she was worried that she would kill her, so she agreed to his unreasonable request.

However, this man has a very good memory, as if he was right. As soon as she came back from the swimming pool, she shouted hungry, then brought her here, and let her feed him soup.

What else to say, he is a man, even if his hand hurts inconvenience, he plans to eat by himself, not wanting to trouble other people. But since she took the initiative, he had to reluctantly agree.

Zhao Donghan's chest became nauseous, and he kept complaining in his heart:

He intends to eat it himself? What about fooling a two-year-old child?

Yesterday, his hands were good and he didn't let her go.

In addition, when did she take the initiative to make this request? What's so difficult for him to drink soup? Is she okay?

Originally, Zhao Donghan had already thought about it this morning. In order to avoid the embarrassing situation of yesterday’s dinner from happening again, she decided to buy something for her dinner on the way from get off work, and deal with it in the car. As a result, it was unexpected that Mu Yichen would personally drive to pick her up. Later, Xu Jie's accident happened and her plan was completely disrupted.

Hiding around, still didn't hide. In the end, just like yesterday, he ended up sitting on his lap and waiting for the young master to eat.

She knew that Mu Yichen had a perseverance beyond ordinary people's imagination in torturing her. Don't let her feel uncomfortable, and will never stop.

As long as she showed a little resistance, his threats came immediately. It's not the safety of my sister, Zhao's future, and the salary of the maids and bodyguards.

She didn't bother to struggle, didn't she just act as a babysitter and wait for him to eat like yesterday? OK, she forbeared and passed.

Because he was injured and needs to be taboo, the recipe for dinner today is relatively light, with only a few side dishes and a bowl of soup.

Zhao Donghan secretly thought optimistically that he was injured and couldn't afford the big storm. In addition, there are not many dishes today, so this torment should be over soon.

Who knows--

"This piece of green vegetables is too big to eat. Wouldn't you hold that small piece?"

"Woman, the soup is so hot, you want to murder the gold master and burn me to death?"

"Blow it out with your mouth, give me a drink again!"

If it weren't for some reason, remembering his threats, she really wanted to splash all the soup on his face.

After adjusting her breathing, she put the spoon in her hand to her lips, blew it twice, and handed it to him again.

Mu Yichen raised his eyebrows lightly, and his cold gaze narrowed slightly, brushing it from Xue Nensu's hand holding the spoon, and finally falling on her face.

"Open your mouth!"

Zhao Donghan couldn't help but urged.

Didn’t you say you were hungry? What are you doing watching her? Can she be full?

The man pursed his cold lips, and spoke lightly:

"It's too quiet, I have no appetite. You sing a little tune to cheer up the little master."

"I do not know."

The corners of her eyes twitched slightly, holding the spoon's right hand, and squeezing the handle.

"Oh, then Peking Opera! I remember, you said yesterday that you can sing Peking Opera."

He didn't force her, and changed her request graciously. The voice is calm as water, and the intonation is not rushed.

She put the spoon back into the bowl, crying without tears.

Oh my God, her hands are sore, he still refuses to drink. An adult is more troublesome than a child, and it is extremely difficult to serve.

Mu is three years old, when will you mature and become four years old?

The nanny industry is too difficult to do.

If there was a "torture contest", Mu Yichen would surely be the first.

Last night, let her please him. In order to escape from the wolf's den, she casually suggested that she should sing Peking opera for him.

He was determined not to listen and said he was not interested.

Why do you suddenly want to hear it when you are eating now?