Xiang Xiaoyuan sorted out what he wanted to say in his heart again, although Cheng Hao was scared, but the questions that should be said must be made clear, the big deal is not to stop, and he can't suffer this kind of anger anymore.

She opened the door and walked straight to Cheng Hao, Cheng Hao knew that she came in but didn't even raise her eyelids.

"Mr. Cheng......" As soon as Xiao Yuan spoke, there was a "snap", and a stack of banknotes was thrown in front of her.

"You...... What do you mean?" Xiang Xiaoyuan was stunned by Cheng Hao's sudden move, and prepared to haode a line that was useless.

"I misunderstood you last week, and the money is your lost work and mental damage. Cheng Hao looked at the helpless girl in front of him with playful eyes.

Xiang Xiaoyuan counted carefully, a full 10,000.

"So many!" her eyes widened.

"Isn't it enough?" Cheng Hao once again verified the theory that money is omnipotent.

Xiao Yuan didn't answer, just took out three of the stack of money, and then handed the rest to Cheng Hao.

"Earn, earn, earn!" Xiao Yuan smiled, waving three hundred-yuan bills, and had long forgotten what he was going to say.

"Hey, you...... What does this mean?" this time it was Cheng Hao's turn to be confused.

"This is my three-day lost work fee, your attitude is so good, I don't have any mental loss!" Xiao Yuan fanned out the three banknotes and grinned. She didn't feel that Cheng Hao's behavior was very insulting at all.

"You can take all this money!" Cheng Hao didn't believe that there were anyone on shijie who didn't love money.

"Then how can it be done!" Xiao Yuan became serious: "One yard is one yard, I won't let it at all if it's mine, and I don't want any if it's not mine!"

Cheng Hao shook the stack of money and smiled bitterly: "How much do you earn every month?"

Xiao Yuan rolled his eyes: "If I adjust my salary next month, I will be able to earn 1200." ”

"Ahh

"It's a lot!" Xiao Yuan retorted: "Of course it can't be compared to you!"

"Hah...... Do you know how much the babysitter at the Moon Observatory earns every month?"

"What does it matter to me how much they earn?" Xiao Yuan was puzzled.

"Don't you think shijie is very unfair? You can't even earn 40 yuan a day of hard work. Cheng Hao doesn't intend to let go on this issue.

"That's why I said I made it!" Xiao Yuan smiled his eyes into two crescents again, not hearing the slightest meaning of Cheng Hao's words.

Xiao Yuan stuffed a bill to him: "This month's rent!"

Cheng Hao glared at her, and his heart was very shocked.

Xiao Yuan didn't look at him at all, just thought about it to himself and said, "We sign a contract every three months......"

Then he stuffed the remaining two back, clapped his hands, and went upstairs in a relaxed and happy manner.

"What the hell is this!" Cheng Hao howled alone in the empty living room.

****

Xiang Xiaoyuan was in a good mood in the morning, so he specially wrapped wontons for Cheng Hao to eat. It turned out that Cheng Hao was not the kind of unreasonable person, and as for the question of whether his behavior yesterday was insulting, Xiao Yuan didn't even think about it.

"Hey, I cleaned up my bedroom in the morning!" Cheng Hao said as he ate.

"Didn't you say I couldn't come into your bedroom?" protested.

"From this week onwards, clean the bedroom! immediately!" Cheng Hao ignored her.

"Just clean it...... "Xiaoyuan didn't mention how depressed he was.

****

"What are the wrinkles of such haode clothes!" Xiao Yuan complained as he took his clothes out of the closet and arranged them in a textured manner.

Cheng Hao's bedroom is big and scary, and there are so many clothes in the wardrobe that people are dazzling, but obviously this master didn't treat them well, and threw them everywhere, rolling together in a mess.

"Oh my God, this is too messy!What do you usually do when you look for clothes!" Xiang Xiaoyuan really couldn't understand how this man had survived all these years.

Cheng Hao pointed to a row of clothes hanging on the hanger: "Wear them one by one first, and then take them out for dry cleaning." ”

"This ...... This one...... Also dry cleaning?" asked Xiao Yuan, carrying two shirts.

It's a very high-end shirt, but it's wrinkled like a shoeshine cloth.

Cheng Hao nodded: "You clean up slowly! If you really can't stand it, don't want it, in fact, I only wore it once or twice." With that, he walked away.

"Oh my God!" Xiao Yuan wanted to cry angrily: "This loser!"

Xiao Yuan picked out all the clothes that didn't have to be dry cleaned and saved two large pots.

Xiang Xiaoyuan scolded himself for being troublesome for a while, scolded Cheng Hao for being a loser for a while, and then washed his clothes wildly, washing haode clothes like colorful flags fluttering on the terrace on the second floor.

Exhausted, Xiang Xiaoyuan fell on the bed, feeling that his soul had been drained away, as if he had washed all the clothes of his life.

"Hey, your main guard didn't clean it!" Cheng Hao knocked on the door unceremoniously, without the slightest sympathy.

Xiao Yuan opened the door and raised his hand with difficulty, and said weakly: "Let others take a breath when collecting debts!" My hands are swollen...... Can you change the time?"

"Okay!" Cheng Hao replied very simply: "Let's go grocery shopping now!"

Xiang Xiaoyuan finally confirmed that he owed this guy in his previous life, so much so that he had abused himself so much in this life.