"Madam, you can stay." The housekeeper said.

Mu Wan: "......"

There are so many of you!

Taking the things back to the upstairs room, Mu Wan called the hotel, since she didn't live today, she wouldn't waste this money.

And what kind of medicine is sold in the gourd, she really wants to see it.

The next day, under the influence of the alarm clock, Mu Wan had to get up and go downstairs to make breakfast.

If she didn't make breakfast, she could sleep for half an hour more, yawned and went downstairs, and found that Wen Zhong got up earlier than her today, and watched the big TV reports on finance and economics on the big sofa.

"Drinking coffee early in the morning is not good for your stomach."

Mu Wan looked at the coffee cup in his hand and kindly reminded him, "I'm hungry." ”

Is this disgusted that she made breakfast late? Sure enough, she shouldn't have spoken.

"Even if you're hungry, you can drink some milk." She muttered to herself and went into the kitchen, took the bib from the servant's hand, put it on, and began to cook breakfast for the day.

There was a faint symphony of pots and pans in the kitchen, Wen Zhong lowered the volume of the TV, and looked sideways in the direction of the kitchen, the thin but busy figure, but the memory in the depths of his memory was about to move.

Twelve years ago, my mother was busy in the kitchen, like an imprint in my heart.

Over the years, he has never seen anyone wash his hands and soup for him in the morning.

"Wen Zhong, let's make it clear first, how much I owe you for the house." When the meal was served, Mu Wan felt that some things had to be explained clearly first, and it was better to settle the accounts afterwards with this account in her heart.

Wen Zhong looked at her, "How much do you think is appropriate?" ”

"A top villa like yours is worth a thousand yuan a night, but last night is not counted, you have to ask me to stay."

As fine as her, she was really not ambiguous at all, and Wen Zhong frowned, "Then how much do you cook a meal, I'll hire you." ”

"You can't afford to hire it."

Mu Wan glared at him a little angrily, sat down to eat, she really didn't plan to be a nanny, she just wanted to keep him away from the torment of stomach problems two years later.

"I have something very important to do today, and I won't go to the Leng clan with you."

Just now she received a script from Tony in her mailbox, which she was going to audition for today. She needed some time to rehearse.

Tony said that it was a formality, but she still wanted to be professional.

Wen Zhong picked up the chopsticks and put them down, "Then you don't want to know, who doesn't want you to stay in the Leng family?" ”

Mu Wan looked at him with a sneering expression that wasn't it yours.

The corners of Wen Zhong's mouth hooked a shallow arc, as if mocking her intelligence.

Mu Wan was stimulated, if it wasn't for Wen Chong, who would it be?

"You don't have to provoke, if I say not to go, I will not go, so I will not be fooled by you."

Mu Wan's self-righteous appearance made Wen Zhong feel ridiculous, he just smiled, looked at Mu Wan, and saw that her heart was confused, "Is it really not you?" ”

"To pay off the room, you have to make breakfast for three months."

"Three, three months? Do you want to rob you? I'm only worth ten dollars a day when I get up early and cook? I'm afraid it's more than ten dollars for you to ask someone to buy these? ”

"You're miscalculated, a house like mine costs three thousand a night."

"Thirty?" She cooks a meal for thirty dollars!

Good cheap labor.

But I know better in my heart that she can't live in this villa, otherwise she will be pitted into it for the rest of her life.

"I'm going to rent a house today."