Jing Qingran frowned, and asked again: "So, according to your feelings, will I be scolded badly when I go back?" ”

"Young Master, the young lady wants you to go back, if you don't go back, I'm afraid that the young lady will hate you even more" Nangong Yu said slowly.

"According to you, I'd rather her scold me than she hate me," Jing Qingran said with a frown.

"That's how it should be." Nangong Yu nodded.

"It's so hard to be a man," Jing Qingran said with emotion.

"I think so too." Nangong Yu nodded in agreement.

"What if she kicks me out of the house?" Jing Qingran asked.

"No, the young lady won't be so impulsive, young master, you don't have to worry too much." Nangong Yu said.

"If she kicks me out of the house, then I'll really end up on the streets." Jing Qingran said, worried.

"No, young master, even if the young lady is really angry and won't let you in, you can go to another place to stay for a few days." Nangong Yu said, "The young lady's anger will always disappear. ”

"Where are you going to stay?" Jing Qingran asked, she seemed to have seen in her mind the image of her being kicked out of the house by her 'wife'.

"Young master, you can go wherever you want." Nangong Yu said.

"But I don't have anywhere to go." Jing Qingran waved his hand and said.

Where did she go as a poor bastard? I didn't have a penny on me

"Young master, where do you want to go, I will arrange it for you." Nangong Yu said.

"But, I don't have any money." Jing Qingran said.

"Young Master doesn't need to think about money." Anyway, you have a lot of money.

"Forget it, when the time comes, I won't have the money to pay you, and I'm not going to be kicked out like this." Jing Qingran waved his hand.

"Young master, you misunderstood." Nangong Yu turned his head to look at Jing Qingran sitting behind him.

"I, as your personal assistant, have the right to use the money you give me to help you do what you want, with your permission." Nangong Yu said.

For convenience, Mu Zhengchen handed over part of his money to Nangong Yu, so that Nangong Yu was qualified to dispose of this money.

Of course, the proportion of this money in Mu Shao's personal wealth is not high, and it is extremely low, less than two percent.

Nangong Yu helps him do things, and sometimes he often uses money, and the salary he gives Nangong Yu is Nangong Yu's own money, and it is impossible for Nangong Yu to spend his own money to help him do things.

Therefore, public is public, private is private, and cannot be confused.

"So, how much money did I give you?" Jing Qingran asked.

"In terms of years, it's 20 million a year." Nangong Yu said.

Anyway, it's so much money every year, and the more you refund and the less you make.

Mu Zhengchen also trusts Nangong Yu, if he doesn't trust it, it is impossible to give one million to Nangong Yu!

"Okay then" Jing Qingran nodded happily after exclaiming, this time, there is no place to live.

"You still have the face to come back?" Mu Zhengchen said coldly.

'I knew it would be like this,' Jing Qingran pursed his lips, thinking so inwardly, but didn't say it.

When Jing Qingran returned to the villa, it was already very dark.

"When you're gone, I'll come back," Jing Qingran said, ready to turn around and leave.

"Dad, are you going to leave again?" The little umbrella looked at Jing Qingran and said.

Jing Qingran was really hungry and she needed to eat.

"Yes." Jing Qingran nodded to his son.