Chapter 63: You Can Have a Snack

"The maid's name is Mi Wan, and her father has a listed company, which can be acquired today. Last night, she treated her in the same way as others, just like Miss Song. It was picked up by the Mi family around the early hours of the morning. โ€

This?

It's miserable!

But you deserve it!

Miwan isn't a good person either!

Song Jinli touched his stomach, pursed his lips and thought for a while, and a look hinted at the housekeeper, "Do you have breakfast?" โ€

"Yes! Miss Song has any needs, just say, we will try our best to meet them! โ€

"Don't want to, send me to the city, my legs can still walk......"

Song Jinli still remembers that he was going to see the person in charge at half past twelve, but this one was limping?

Could it be that the person in charge thought that her form was not good after seeing it, and then she was brushed off, right?

The housekeeper greeted him with a smile, "Miss Song, are you going to the city after breakfast?" But I'm wondering, since you're awake, do you also need to send a message to Shen Ye to let me know. โ€

Song Jinli pursed his lips, walked to the dining table, found a place to sit down, and looked directly into the butler's eyes.

"No! If I can't resist sending him a lot of messages, he won't necessarily reply. โ€

"No, our Shen Ye is still different to you, he is angry for you and ordered Mi Wan not to appear in Yangcheng for the rest of her life."

The butler sighed.

Miss Song, you can have a snack!

"Well, let's talk about it after dinner, work is more important, and I still have to earn money to support my family. It's already ten o'clock...... Be sure to do it before half past twelveโ€”" Song Jinli waved his hand, not interested in those empty words.

I couldn't remember the name of the hotel, so I picked up my phone and clicked on it to look at the address.

"Yes, it's Wanli Hotel."

"Okay."

After eating, Song Jinli had medicine on his feet, and the housekeeper happened to drive out and quickly got into the car.

In the car, he sadly covered his injured leg and blew hard and was depressed.

"Miss Song, why don't I prepare a wheelchair for you, it's more comfortable."

Song Jinli: "......"

Today's housekeeper seems to be extraordinarily enthusiastic.

It's just that this proposal is a little brain-pumping?

"Shut up, let's concentrate on driving your car, no one will treat you as a dumb person if you don't speak."

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Wanli Hotel.

When Song Jinli arrived, it was twelve twenty, and he could arrive ten minutes earlier.

At this time, she was relaxed and pushed open the door, humming a cheerful tune in her mouth, feeling that she could still arrive early, just right-

Can I prepare.

Wait a minute......

Song Jinli came in, closed the door, and then saw a man who was already seated, dressed in a gray suit, with his back to her.

Maintaining a perfect posture in front of him, Song Jinli stretched out his hand to shake hands.

The voice was soft and soft, "Hello, I'm Song Jinli." I'm here before half past twelve, have you been waiting for a long time? I'm so sorry, I should have come a little earlier. โ€

The first half of her sentence, between the lines, was mixed with some joy.

In the second half of the sentence, I barely brought some apologies.

In his hand, there was a mobile phone, and when this female voice fell......

The man slowly pressed the pause timer on the screen of his phone.

He looked up, slapped his right hand the table, and pointed to the time on his phone.

"Do you think you're not late before half-past twelve? Know what the concept of time is? You're just a little entertainer...... Let the person in charge wait for you? A-list artists aren't as crazy as you, thinking that they have a little-"