Although Mr. Leng said to let Wang Song come in and clean up, he is not a rich lady after all, and he does this kind of thing by himself.

Besides, after eating so much, it's embarrassing not to do something.

Soon, she put away the dishes and chopsticks in front of her, put them in the basket on the side, and carried them out.

Wang Song looked at the clean plates in the basket and showed a surprised expression.

Wen Momo was a little embarrassed, "Hehe, it's so delicious!" ”

Wang Song said respectfully, "Miss Wen, this kind of thing, just tell me in the future!" ”

"It's okay, it's okay!" Although Wen Momo wondered why Wang Song had such a good attitude towards him, he couldn't help but ask curiously, "However, why did you do these things?" What about the babysitter who delivered the food? You're the head of the bodyguard, why do you still care about all this work? ”

"The nanny is waiting downstairs, and not just anyone can come in on the 52nd floor."

"No, I saw an old mother last time...... Wen Momo recalled the scene that day, and he accidentally bumped into her that day.

"You said Wu Ma?" Wang Song smiled, "She's not a nanny, she's an old lady." ”

"Who's the old lady?" Wen Momo then asked.

I finally talked to Wang Song, how can I satisfy my curiosity.

"Miss Wen, I just had lunch, let's go in and rest!" Wang Song seemed reluctant to say more.

Wen Momo stopped his mouth in amusement.

She turned and went in the door, and sat down on the couch, bored. Looking at the clock on the wall, it was just after half past twelve, and it was 14 o'clock in the afternoon. The cold-faced man won't sleep until that time, right? Am I going to die of boredom?

Although he can also take a nap on the sofa for a while, if the cold-faced man suddenly comes out, he sees his indecent lying posture......

Hey, let's sneak in and take out your phone. One noon, playing a game or something, passed all of a sudden.

Thinking of this, Wen Momo stood up, twisted the doorknob, and gently pushed open the door of the studio.

She looked over at the small bed on the side, and saw the cold-faced man lying on his side, facing the wall. What a great opportunity!

She grabbed the mobile phone in front of the computer and was about to turn away, when she accidentally touched the mouse and woke up the sleeping computer, and the screen lit up steeply.

Wen Momo glanced at it unintentionally, and saw that Manager Yin was sending a document to herself from QQ, and she clicked to receive it. I thought I'd put it away first, and I'll come back to see it when I got to work.

Just as he was about to leave, Manager Yin suddenly sent a message, "This document will be used in the afternoon, you can help me translate it during your lunch break." ”

Wen Momo is about to die of depression! I blame myself for being cheap, I don't accept it, I don't have anything, there's no reason to shirk it now!

She glanced back at the cold-faced man who was not moving, and then sat down with a little peace of mind.

Open the file and look, oh my god, a bunch of jargon! Although I have passed level 8 in English, it is still difficult for me to have such a professional vocabulary!

It took a while for a few lines to be translated. The eyelids have already begun to fight.

Wen Momo pulled his hair with both hands and rubbed it vigorously, and his brain seemed to be sober for a while.

It's just that she doesn't know that a good hairstyle, after she rubs it like a chicken nest in an instant.

"Water, water."

Wen Momo pricked up his ears in surprise, making sure he didn't have auditory hallucinations. She turned her head, only to see the cold-faced man turn his body and change his lying position.

I think I said this to myself, right? It's not his dream, is it?

The big boss wants to drink water, how dare he ignore it. After a moment's hesitation, she stood up and walked out.