She stared at the closed door.

This man came over in the middle of the night, asked a few words and left, and threw down a check for 55 million, just to keep her from causing trouble?

She decided to take another look, always feeling that things were not simple, he was not a kind person, and he would talk about it when she saw the contract.

At about eight o'clock the next day, the doorbell rang and she yawned and opened the door.

The thin driver nodded respectfully to her, waved behind her, and saw people rushing in behind him at night, carrying all kinds of big-name pajamas, underwear, bags and other things.

She blinked and looked at the driver, "What's going on?" ”

"Bo Gongzi said, you can make a list of what you need, or call his secretary."

Yezi nodded, looked at the people who had set themselves up without guidance, and closed his mouth.

After these people put their things in place, another housekeeper came in, and after saluting her, they silently entered the room, cleaned it quickly, and finally opened the refrigerator door, took a look, took out the ingredients from it, and turned to Yezi, who was still standing at the door, and asked, "Is Miss Night taboo?" ”

Yezi shook his head blankly.

Half an hour later, the housekeeper and the driver left her a business card before leaving.

She looked at the four dishes and one soup made in the restaurant, was stunned for a while, and was just about to walk over, when the sound of pressing the code outside the door sounded, and then the door opened, and Bo Qiyan, who was wearing a black custom suit, stood at the door.

She glanced at him, calmly turned around and walked to the kitchen, took two bowls of rice, brought them to the table, and sat down.

After washing his hands, the man also sat down, glanced at the food, raised his eyes to look at the little woman who had already eaten, and frowned, "The rice grains on the mouth are wiped down, and they are dirty." ”

Yezi glanced at him, licked his lips with the tip of his ruddy tongue, rolled a grain of rice into his mouth, didn't speak, and lowered his head to eat.

Bo Chuyan narrowed his eyes, his gaze fell on her grease-stained lips, and his eyes darkened.

"I didn't cook the meal, I came to a housekeeper with your driver, and I started cooking after cleaning, I don't think it's a good way, she brushes the toilet and cooks,"

Speaking of this, she raised her eyes to look at the man's white handsome face, and smiled wickedly, "You haven't eaten again, what are you afraid of." ”

The man put down his chopsticks and looked at her lips, "Don't eat, go brush your teeth." ”

After speaking, he took out his mobile phone and dialed the number, "What I need is a chef, not a housekeeper who cooks after cleaning the toilet, understand?" If it's wrong, you don't have to do it. ”

The phone hung up, he raised his eyes to look at the little woman who was sitting still, and frowned, "Do you want me to say it a second time?" ”

"I haven't eaten yet, I haven't eaten all day yesterday, I nibbled on a piece of bread in the middle of the night, and I'm hungry until now, I'm very hungry, and my stomach will scream hungry." After she finished speaking, her stomach gurgled very cooperatively.

"Go brush your teeth and go out to eat." After the man finished speaking with a cold face, he stood up, glanced at the dishes on the table with disgust, turned around and walked to the balcony, "Give you ten minutes to brush your teeth and change your clothes." ”

It was as if one more look would make him spit out.

She looked at the man's back, pursed her lips, pulled off the headband on her wrist and tied her long hair into a ponytail, stood up and walked into the bathroom.

On the outdoor balcony, Bo Qiyan's face was pale, his thin lips were pursed, and a trace of cold sweat broke out from the corners of his handsome forehead.