Chapter 7: The Weekend Maid
This weekend's moon lookout is particularly lively, with many famous cars coming in and out.
Xiaoyuan carried a small schoolbag and stood stupidly at the entrance of the community.
These cars are as arrogant as the dazzling signs in front of the car, and they can let others in, but they don't even slow down at the exit.
The smoke and dust raised by the wheels drowned the skinny girl into a roar.
The small garden is like a straw growing on the side of the road, and it can grow plants in the vast land, but it unfortunately grows here, and can only sway in the smoke and dust alone.
The clubhouse not far away was brightly lit, which attracted Xiaoyuan to look around a few times, and suddenly someone slapped her from behind, which startled her.
"Which babysitter are you?" asked a girl who was shorter than her.
Xiao Yuan was stunned and didn't know how to answer.
The girl laughed and said, "New here, where are you?"
"Beijing...... Now count it ......"
Xiaoyuan is from Tangshan, but his hukou is in Beijing.
The girl daxiao got up: "I am from Sichuan, and I will also be from Beijing in the future!" She sighed again and looked at the clubhouse: "I don't know if your master is good, rich people are so difficult to serve." ”
She saw that Xiaoyuan still couldn't figure out the situation, so she continued:
"The nannies here all communicate with each other, the salary is the same, and the tip depends on your own ability! People are under the roof, don't be bullied. My name is Xiaoru, you have something to look for me!" After speaking, he pointed to No. 26.
Xiao Yuan was completely dazed, watching the girl named Xiaoru walk towards the clubhouse, only to find that she had a coat in her hand, probably to give clothes to the owner.
She smiled wryly, this place and her life are completely oil and water, even if they meet, it is incompatible.
Cheng Hao was not at home, which made Xiang Xiaoyuan's mood a little lighter, he really said what he said, and the entire floor-to-ceiling glass window was hung with blue curtains like a waterfall, and a gauze was added to the inside of the curtain.
Xiao Yuan was so shocked that her eyes were about to fall out, such a beautiful curtain was something she didn't even dare to dream of, she lifted the curtain over and over again, and then watched it fall slowly, jumping and jumping happily.
Not only that, there is also an extra desk here, such a desk, Xiao Yuan has seen it in the place where high-end furniture is sold in the mall, but he couldn't help but touch it, and he was blinded by the sales lady.
"Are you still satisfied?" The voice from behind him frightened Xiao Yuan.
Cheng Hao stood at the door of her room, crossed his arms, and watched Xiao Yuan alone, and was overjoyed.
"Satisfied!
Xiao Yuan's face turned red because of excitement, and it looked more like a fresh, crisp and sweet apple.
"Great, this table! This table is amazing, I've never dreamed of a table like this!"
Xiao Yuan's whole body jumped on it and hugged it.
"Can I really use it?" she looked at Cheng Hao's eyes full of sincerity, so that you couldn't doubt the charm of this table at all.
If she were told that this table was a delicious dessert at this moment, she would not hesitate to bite into it.
Xiaoyuan was like a rabbit, jumping from one end to the other, and the whole person was a little crazy.
Cheng Hao watched her performance quietly like this, feeling ridiculous but not bored.
He doesn't know how many women's cars, jewelry, and real estate he has given away, needless to say, these women are all stunning beauties, and they all have that happy and happy expression when they receive his gifts, but this happiness is like music without rhythm, no matter how melodious it is, it lacks soul.
It never impressed him.
And the girl in front of him bewildered him, she was so happy, so happy that she almost got carried away, she threw everything around her aside, and she formed a small universe of herself, which was formed only because of a table.
She seemed to be surrounded by flames, which made him feel a little moved.
I saw her quickly pull out a piece of paper, lie on the table and write a few words, and then exclaim: "This table is really amazing!"
Then he excitedly rushed to Cheng Hao and held it up to him: "Look!
Cheng Hao really didn't understand what the table had to do with whether the words became beautiful or not.
He stared at Peewe, who was more than a head shorter than a head in front of him, and didn't understand what she was trying to say.
Xiao Yuan was stunned by his glare, and slowly lowered her hand, she realized that the man in front of her was not familiar with her at all, and she didn't even know it.
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One night, Xiang Xiaoyuan was regretting his gaffe, but Cheng Hao was snickering.
This girl is so ridiculous that he flipped out a disc that he had treasured for a long time with his bare feet, and somehow he especially wanted to watch it today.
The TV screen showed the Czech cartoon "The Mole's Tale", and he looked at the silly and cute mole in the picture and giggled by himself.
This is his secret, no one knows that a real estate CEO's favorite thing is actually a cartoon.
Suddenly, a wave of fear welled up in his heart, and he hurriedly turned off the TV and looked up at the ceiling.
There really seems to be a person on this shijie who is very similar to this mole.
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The boiled eggs and bread for breakfast were placed on the table, but Xiao Yuan was at a loss in the kitchen, looking at the box of coffee beans, he didn't know how to turn them into coffee.
How do you boil these coffee beans, what do you boil them, do you grind them, do you soak them in water in advance like you do with soy milk?
These questions bothered the girl, who had never drunk coffee before.
She walked around the kitchen, trying to find some explanatory materials, and even the tip of her nose was sweating in a hurry, she didn't dare to ask Cheng Hao, so she had to go around alone.
Knowing that when Cheng Hao opened his mouth to say that he still drank milk, her wildly beating heart basically settled down.
Cheng Hao wanted to tell her that there are special tools for boiling eggs, frying bread slices or making coffee, but let's go with her.
"Where are you going?" asked Cheng Haofa.
Xiao Yuan bit on the slice of bread and stopped walking towards the kitchen.
"Where are you going to eat if you're not here?"
Xiao Yuan swallowed the dry bread vigorously and said, "I can't eat at the same table with you...... she hasn't forgotten her identity - a weekend maid.
Rather than Cheng Hao driving himself down, it is better to slip away obediently.
Unexpectedly, her move completely angered Cheng Hao: "What are you thinking about in your head! There are a lot of people who are not big things! Where do you go to eat if you don't eat at the table?"
Xiao Yuan sat down at the dining table tremblingly.
Since entering the door of Cheng's house, she has almost completely copied Sister Lin's performance when she entered the Grand View Garden, being careful everywhere and not daring to take a wrong step, but every time she stepped out, she just stepped on a mine.
Cheng Hao suppressed the anger in his heart.
I really don't understand, what's wrong with myself who never likes to be in shape, and what this girl said doesn't add up to more than ten sentences, but eight and a half of them are roaring.
When I think of these trivial things, none of them are worth getting angry about.