Her face was calm, but she still didn't turn her face to look at him, and only replied lightly: "It's okay, don't explain it to me." ”

He raised the corners of his lips lightly, just staring at her face that he obviously cared about but didn't want to say: "Really? But the way it looks, it's clear that he cares. ”

"Where do I have?" She turned her head and looked at him with some irritation, trying to explain.

His thin lips pursed lightly, and he smiled without saying a word.

She was even more anxious: "I really don't. ”

"Yes, no, but I just want to tell that I'm not going to get engaged. I, as long as I am. ”

His promise made her feel very reassured, as if she had dissipated all the grievances and troubles she had just suffered.

Her gaze froze on his face for a few seconds, and when the elevator stopped on the top floor, she slowly lowered her eyes: "I'm in charge of my parents' private room tonight, and I broke a dish just now, and I have to reprepare now, otherwise my salary will be deducted." ”

The implication was that she had to hurry back to the private room on the second floor.

"Deduction of wages?"

She nodded, didn't she almost deduct a few months' wages?

"They dare."

She looked up and stared at him with some puzzlement: "Why don't you dare?" It was my mistake. ”

"No permission from me—" He stopped halfway through.

Without his permission, who would dare to deduct her salary in the entire catering department?

She frowned suspiciously, always feeling that what he said just now was a little strange: "What did you just say?" ”

"Nothing. I mean, how can they deduct their wages when they are good. ”

"I'm not saying it, I lost my mind and broke a haute cuisine." The seafood was freshly made, and it was so expensive that if his mother hadn't decided to settle it in the end, she wouldn't have been able to escape her wages for those months.

He frowned slightly: "Lost his mind? Why are you distracted? ”

She was stunned and hurriedly changed the topic: "That, I'm really going down to get busy!" ”

After speaking, he quickly reached out and pressed the floor button on the second floor.

In the huge elevator, Helian Zhen just looked at her, but he didn't continue to ask.

"Are you still comfortable with work?"

She slowly raised her eyes, glanced at him, and nodded, "Hmm." ”

"Where's Aunt?"

Jing Yihan was stunned, and then remembered that her mother actually worked in the same hotel as herself.

"I only knew that she was a cleaner in the hotel, but I didn't realize until today that she was also at the Ultimate Hotel."

He stared at her, his face was still a little worried: "The cleaning job is also a manual job, can you really bear to let your aunt suffer this crime?" ”

Jing Yihan raised his head: "I persuaded it, but my mother refused to quit, what can I do." ”

"There's no way."

"What's the solution?"

He leaned over slightly and approached her: "Be my Mrs. Helian, and all my income will be handed over to Lai, so that my aunt will not have to run around every day." ”

He knew there was a barrier in her heart that kept him and her apart.

"Can't you be realistic?"

"I'm serious, I just don't think it's realistic."

She lowered her head: "It's not practical. ”

While the two were talking, the elevator had returned to the second floor.

Seeing the elevator door open, Jing Yihan hurriedly stepped out.

This is the hotel, and she really doesn't want others to see the overly intimate picture between her and him.

On the contrary, Helian Zhen was not so anxious to step out of the elevator door, but put his hands in his pockets and stared at her back as she stepped out of the elevator with interest.