After Aunt Zhang failed and walked out of the study with regret and unwillingness, Bian Jichen breathed a sigh of relief.

He looked at the cover of the spicy-eyed novel on the desk again, and threw it in the corner with a blank face.

But Jiang Chacha didn't plan to let him go.

This is a great opportunity for her to let him learn the personality of the boss!

At eight o'clock in the evening, she cautiously sent a WeChat message.

- Master, how many chapters have you seen?

Bian Jichen had just finished playing a queue, took off his high-tech headphones, took a look at his mobile phone, and saw such a message from the skinless and faceless maid.

He moved his eyebrows, finally turned off the phone screen, put it on the table with a snap, and continued to play games with his friends.

After a few more shots, he took a sip of Coke and looked at his phone again.

Not surprisingly, Jiang Chacha sent him another message.

However, this time she posted an emoji.

It's a cat's head emoji, probing his brain, and his eyes are cute, as if he is questioning why he doesn't reply to messages.

The message was sent twenty minutes ago.

Bian Jichen pursed his lower lip.

In fact, Jiang Chacha was not waiting for him to reply to the message, she felt that there was little hope that Bian Jichen would reply to her message, but if it was impossible, she always had to give it a try, in case she stepped on the shit luck.

She is doing a manicure in the VIP entertainment area of Qiu Hua Ting.

Qiu Huating is worthy of being one of the most expensive luxury residential areas in the country, covering an area of more than 20,000 square meters alone, with all the facilities, there is a super imported international supermarket in the community, Jiang Chacha was fortunate to go in and take a look, she still can't figure out why rich people even have to buy a toilet brush for hundreds of imported goods.

It's that she doesn't deserve it.

It's no surprise that there are nail salons in the entertainment facilities here.

The original owner was a frequent visitor here, and he was still a noble annual VIP user.

The reason why she came to do nail art was purely because the last time she had afternoon tea with Lin Xiaoxiao and An Liuli, they showed off the nail art they had just done in front of her, and asked her strangely why she hadn't done nail art for so long.

The original owner used to be a super nail master.

…… But she has never done it in her two lifetimes combined. Well... If I paint a nail with a colored brush when I was a primary schoolchild, it counts.

She was a dirt dog, and she was sitting on the distinguished VIP sofa at this time, stretching out her hand to ask the waitress to apply some strange nail polish to her with a kind face.

The other hand crackled and typed on the phone screen.

She was eating melons with Lin Xiaoxiao and them.

The three of them have a group chat called "Determined to raise 10 rich women with little white faces." ”

Since chatting with the two little sisters of the original owner on the Internet, Jiang Chacha knew that there were so many melons to eat in the Holy Sakura School.

Just as she was eating energetically, she found that Bian Jichen had replied to her message.

—Chapter 10.

Well, in short, there is not a single superfluous word, and at first glance it is the exclusive style of the cold dog boss.

Chapter 10? It's pretty fast.

Jiang Chacha pinched her chin, thought about it, and searched the electronic version of "Seven Times in One Night: Mr. Lu's Seven-Day Lover" on the Internet, and then she scanned back and forth and carefully selected.

Finally, she took a screenshot, cut it a little more shallowly, and sent it to him.

- Young master, can you fulfill a small wish of the slave? [Flowers]

——I hope that before going to bed tonight, I can listen to the young master read this sentence~

- After the young master finished speaking, I must have been satisfied with the bed, sleeping like a dead pig!

Ginger Cha Cha does not even sacrifice itself to belittle itself.

found that the other party bounced another message, and when Bian Jichen wanted to choose whether to block her message, he opened her chat box.

After reading the text message sent by the other party, she also sent a screenshot.

It seems like a small passage in a novel.

Bian Jichen glanced over casually.

It's a line said by the brainless awl-faced male protagonist in the stupid novel he read.

- "Woman, woman, after all, you still can't escape from the palm of Ben Shao's hand. ”

There is another sentence, "Hurry up, post it yourself, don't force me to kiss you." ”

Jiang Chacha saw that Bian Jichen didn't reply for a long time, so he politely put a question mark on the past.

A social animal without dignity:?

Then she found out that she was blocked by the other party.

Jiang Chacha was very depressed, but after Ji Chen said these classic overlord quotations with that noble and cold face, she laughed straight to the end.

The nail technician said sweetly: "Miss Jiang, please don't move, okay?" So that I can do a unique manicure for you. ”

Jiang Chacha, who almost laughed like a fool, endured it with all her might, but her stomach hurt from laughing, and she waved her hand, "Well, you go ahead and do it." ”

After doing it, Jiang Chacha admired her freshly baked new nail art, although she had never done these before, and as a countryman, she didn't have any aesthetics, but she could still see the meticulousness of her intentions.

Well, it does fit the character of her daughter.

When he walked to the front desk to check out, Jiang Chacha took out the card from his handbag and said magnanimously: "How much." ”

No matter how expensive it is, she thought, it's only a few hundred dollars.

As a result, the young lady at the front desk said with a smile on her face: "Hello, Miss Jiang, a total of 5,000 yuan." ”

Oh, it's only 5,000 dollars......

Wait a minute!!

She, did she hear it wrong?!

She wants 5,000 oceans for this broken manicure??

When is she an ATM?

As soon as her card was placed in the hand of the young lady at the front desk, and then she used a little effort, and it was pulled back as quickly as a calf guard, she forced a smile and asked hesitantly: "Five thousand... Five thousand? You're kidding. ”