remembered that Mu Wantian didn't know anything about this time.

Ye Yuchen suddenly narrowed his narrow phoenix eyes and asked rhetorically, "You don't understand the meaning of life assistant?" ”

Mu Wan's heart sank downward.

But she soon brightened her eyes again, straightening up, "That...... Is there a wage plus? ”

All she wants now is money, everything else is a cloud.

Besides, kissing the man she loves deeply, she doesn't lose at all, and she makes a lot of money!

"It's okay if you don't have a salary plus!"

Mu Wantian caught a glimpse of the threat in Ye Yuchen's eyes, and immediately took back his words.

She turned around, picked up the pineapple rice she had made, and handed it to Ye Yuchen with both hands, "A bowl of rice, 200,000!" ”

Night Yuchen: "......"

Rose Garden sky-high pineapple rice?

The corner of his eye twitched twice, and he glanced down at the pineapple rice, which was very poor-looking, and couldn't believe that this rich aroma came from here.

The knife work of cutting pineapple is not worthy of the aroma of rice at all.

"Who gave you the confidence?" Ye Yuchen slipped his hands into his pockets and didn't take the pineapple rice.

Mu Wan tilted her little face, pursed her lips, and pleaded, "Can you taste it...... Although I am very poor at knife work and can't put on plates, the food is absolutely delicious! ”

Honestly, she only makes pineapple rice.

And she's never done it for anyone else, so she doesn't care about appearance, as long as it's delicious, it's ojbk!

"How much does it cost to taste it?"

Mu Wan smiled like a flower, "Ten thousand? ”

Night Yuchen: "......"

He was just sarcastic about her, but this woman really calculated a fixed price for him in a serious way!

"Find Steward Pan to get the money." Night Yuchen pulled out a hand, took the pineapple rice, and turned to leave.

Mu Wantian immediately gestured with a scissor hand to declare victory, and then chased after him with small steps.

"Ye Yuchen, then I'll cook for you every day in the future, okay? Three meals of pineapple rice, 200,000 yuan for one meal, 600,000 yuan a day, I will cook it for you for five days! ”

With this little abacus, Mu Wan poured her heart into joy.

I didn't expect Ye Yuchen's money to be so easy to make, and he only needs to cook for five days to pay his father's medical bills!

Ye Yuchen squinted at the night, "You're only going to do this?" ”

When he thought of eating fifteen meals of pineapple rice in a row, he felt that his teeth were a little sore.

"yes." Mu Wantian nodded solemnly.

She really only knows how to cook pineapple rice, and she learned it temporarily when she participated in the school's food competition in high school.

Night Yuchen: "......"

He ignored Mu Wantian anymore, sat down at the dining table, picked up the tableware solemnly, and tasted the meal elegantly.

The pineapple is fragrant and refreshing, the heat is excellent, and it is indeed delicious.

"You want three million, what are you doing?" After eating, Ye Yuchen slowly wiped the corners of his mouth, put down the tableware and got up.

The three-month salary is three million, and the cooking of fifteen pineapple rice is also three million, and she seems to only need three million.

At this time, Mu Wantian was still standing at the dining table.

She watched excitedly as he ate every grain of rice, feeling that her craft was recognized by a picky man!

"Is the boss so lenient in paying his salary?" Mu Wantian pursed her lips dissatisfiedly, "Didn't I tell you that prostitution costs a lot of money!" ”

She gave the reason, and it doesn't matter to her whether you believe it or not.

"Oh, really?" Night Yuchen sneered.

He suddenly approached Mu Wantian, pinched her chin, and lifted it up, "Come to my room tonight, I will prostitute you, and if you are satisfied with me, I will give you three million tomorrow morning." ”