Chapter 217: Closeness (5)

Guan Mufeng raised his eyebrows, but he didn't refuse, just looked at her quietly. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"A total of one thousand three hundred and eight. The cashier smiled.

"So expensive?!" Qiao Yingying's eyes widened, and then an embarrassed look appeared on her face.

She only has the 1,000 yuan in her card that Li Suxian just called her, and the cake shop now settles her on a monthly basis, and there is no more money. She secretly glanced at Guan Mufeng, lowered her head and blushed, and whispered, "First... Sir, I don't have enough money, can you lend me a little..."

Guan Mufeng couldn't help laughing, shook his head and said, "I only brought a card, and I didn't have any cash on me." ”

Qiao Yingying became more and more embarrassed, and some of the facts she realized in Chuanfulou that day came to her mind again, and her nose suddenly became sour.

Seeing that her eyes suddenly turned red, Guan Mufeng's chest was stuffy, and a trace of panic flashed on Jun's face.

Originally, he just wanted to tell her that with him, she didn't have to be reluctant to pay for such a thing. But in order to take care of her self-esteem, lest she run away in anger like last time, he couldn't speak, so she could only figure it out by herself. But apparently, things didn't turn out the way he expected.

"Sir, I didn't bring enough money, next time I'll invite you, I'll go out and wait first. Qiao Yingying became more and more sad, for fear of losing her temper in front of him, so she hurriedly trotted out after throwing down this sentence.

Guan Mufeng's eyes darkened, he took a card and handed it to the cashier, and his voice was extremely deep: "Check out." ”

The sweet and harmonious atmosphere just now suddenly froze three feet, the cashier carefully settled the account, handed him the card and receipt, and before he could say welcome again, the man in front of him had already strode away.

Guan Mufeng walked to the door, but he didn't see any figure, and his heart suddenly sank, and his face was ugly. He thought for a moment and walked in the direction of the parking lot, and when he passed around the corner, he suddenly heard a delicate voice talking, and he couldn't help but pause.

"Sister Xiaomei, I must earn a lot of money in the future. Qiao Yingying's voice contained great determination.

“… You can buy whatever you want, you can eat whatever you want, and your mother doesn't have to work so hard. She added.

"Actually, I've already thought of a solution, but it's kept secret for now. ”

"Well, I'll try. Her tone regained some vitality, but Guan Mufeng's eyes gradually became secretly terrifying.

After hanging up the phone, Qiao Yingying was shocked to realize that she had been out for a while, and she was afraid that Guan Mufeng would not find her, so she hurriedly ran back. Seeing him standing at the door of the restaurant, she hurriedly walked up.

"Sir, I answered the phone. She explained.

"Well, let's go, send you back. Guan Mufeng said lightly, looking at her gaze, his emotions were uncertain.

Along the way, Guan Mufeng's expression was light, and it was difficult to distinguish between joy and anger. Qiao Yingying is familiar with her like this, when she first became a nanny, he always looked like this. She didn't dare to make a noise, and sat to the side in a panic, not daring to move.

Unfortunately, the roads in the city were impassable on Saturday, and I encountered several traffic jams in succession, and I couldn't get to school late. She sat stiff all over, and it was really uncomfortable, and when she saw Guan Mufeng's cold expression, she was even more sad, and she couldn't help lowering her head to hide the lost look on her face.

Why did the gentleman suddenly get angry? Because he went back on his word and didn't pay? Should she apologize? But next time, will she be able to afford it?

Or do you have to take care of your husband everywhere and make him impatient?

Guan Mufeng hugged his arms, looked ahead, thinking about what seemed to be in his trance, Ying Ting's calm facial features were like knives and axes, and there was a faint detachment in his expression, until a very light sobbing pulled him back from his thoughts.

The more she thought about it, the more sad she became, Qiao Yingying felt that the taste of suffering in her heart was not much better than the pain in her previous life, and despite her best patience, she still dropped two golden beans.

She hurriedly leaned sideways to the car window, secretly wiping away tears while pretending to look at the roadside scenery.

But her little face was clearly reflected in the car window, so sad, so pitiful.

With just one glance, Guan Mufeng's heart softened.