"Why are you back again?" Mo Nan really didn't expect this young master to come back.

Jiang Yuhan ignored her at all, just slowly took out a pair of brand-new slippers and changed them, and then carried the dishes into the kitchen.

Mo Nan was annoyed at this moment, and he didn't bother to take care of the young master, so he turned his head and went into the bedroom again to continue processing the photos.

Soon there was a tinkling sound in the kitchen, and along with these sounds was the smell of food. Mo Nan finally couldn't sit still, and poked his brain through the kitchen door frame.

Jiang Yuhan was stir-frying, his movements were elegant and skillful.

"I really can't imagine that Young Master Jiang, you can also cook?" Mo Nan wrinkled his nose and leaned over, and after seeing that what was being made in the pot was fish, he praised it even more sincerely, "Huo, you are still a chef!" ”

Jiang Yuhan glanced at her, obviously ignoring her.

However, this did not affect Mo Nan to continue to pat himself on the back: "Oh, after such a while, you have made two dishes, tsk, admire." ”

"Get out!"

The cold two words smashed over, Mo Nan rubbed his ears, and he didn't intend to be obedient: "Young master, what is there that can help?" ”

"Out, go."

"Okay!" Mo Nan stopped being verbose, and walked out of the kitchen with the two dishes that had been fried.

Jiang Yuhan came out of the kitchen and saw Mo Nan sitting at the dining table with a bowl and a good baby.

He couldn't help but laugh: "Didn't you say you wanted to eat takeout?" ”

Mo Nan took the fish and put it on the table: "Don't we have to listen to the doctor, the doctor said that you can't eat more takeout, so you can't eat more." ”

Jiang Yuhan continued to stare at her and sneered without speaking.

Mo Nan didn't feel embarrassed, and continued to nag while serving the meal: "Come, this bowl is full of our hard-working Doctor Jiang, Doctor Jiang, you eat more, just like in your own home, don't be polite." ”

Jiang Yuhan laughed angrily at her series of operations: "I think you are quite unkind." ”

"Hey, it's all your own people, what's polite." After Mo Nan finished speaking, his face was buried directly in the bowl and he couldn't talk anymore.

Full of wine and food, Mo Nan hugged his well-eaten stomach, looked at the scene of the wind and clouds on the table, and burped without scruples.

Jiang Yuhan glanced at her and put the chopsticks down: "Brush the dishes, and then wipe the kitchen clean." ”

With that, he stood up and went straight to the attic.

There was a bedroom in the attic, which Mo Nan found when he moved in, and now it seems that this bedroom is the room where the young master once lived.

Until Mo Nan cleaned up the kitchen, Jiang Yuhan didn't come down again.

Locking the bedroom door, Mo Nan quietly breathed a sigh of relief. The soreness from yesterday was still there, and she was really afraid that this young master was physically strong and energetic.

When Mo Nan finished processing the rest of the photos, it was already early in the morning, she packed the photos and sent them to each Party A, and then plunged into the quilt and fell asleep.

When he woke up again, it was already noon, and when Mo Nan saw the breakfast on the table, he suddenly remembered that Jiang Yuhan seemed to have stayed overnight last night.

However, this night was like a dream, and Mo Nan did not receive any news about Jiang Yuhan in the next few days, and of course, he never saw him again.

didn't wait for Young Master Jiang, who took the initiative to cook and feed, but Mo Nan waited for the scalper who took the initiative to send money.

He made an appointment with the scalper to meet at that bar again, and as soon as he saw Mo Nan, he said straight to the point: "Teacher Mo, in fact, even if you don't look for me, I plan to find you." ”

Mo Nan raised his eyebrows: "Huh? You have a lot of photographers under your hands. ”

"There are quite a few," the scalper shook his head helplessly, "but who is willing to do this business if you are serious about taking portraits." ”

After he finished speaking, he realized that there was something wrong with what he said, and hurriedly went back to make up for it: "Of course, if you are willing to come, the price must be several times that of their people." ”

Mo Nan didn't bother to talk to him about these useless things, and asked directly: "Okay, what's the job?" ”

The scalper hurriedly put the printed celebrity profile and itinerary in front of her: "This customer is a rich second-generation lady, not bad for money, just want to be exclusive, you see ......"

Mo Nan took the pieces of paper, subconsciously raised his head and glanced around, this sweep didn't matter, and he swept to an acquaintance.

Obviously, Jiang Yuhan had noticed her a long time ago, and when he saw her looking over to him, he even raised his glass to her in a good mood.

Mo Nan retracted his eyes expressionlessly, and read the information roughly: "Okay, I'll book the same flight tomorrow, but the cost is ......."

"Don't worry," the scalper immediately smiled as a chrysanthemum when he heard Mo Nan agree, "How can I let you pay these expenses in advance, I will cover the air ticket and hotel." ”

"Then it's settled."

Mo Nan stood up with the information, didn't look at anyone again, and left the bar directly.