Chapter 7: Touching the Head

The nanny wanted to help Rice Candy clean up together, but Rice Candy softly refused.

The nanny smiled and said, "Then I'll go downstairs first to do other things, and the young lady can call me at any time if she needs to." ā€

"Okay, thank you."

The babysitter left and closed the door.

The moment the door closed, the babysitter's expression immediately changed.

She looked disdainful, and even complained, "I still refuse to help, what kind of pretend, at a glance, I know that the things in the suitcase are too poor and sour for fear of losing face, cut, the small family of the small family is angry, I really don't know where the young master likes her." ā€

The soundproofing of the room is not good, and Rice Candy heard the words of the nanny.

The hand folding the clothes paused, and after a few seconds, he smiled self-deprecatingly.

Don't blame the nanny for saying so, the Mi family is indeed not a big family.

There really wasn't anything of value in her suitcase, it was all clothes to wear every day.

It's just that she really didn't refuse the nanny's help because she was afraid of losing face.

She just doesn't like to trouble people and likes to do her own thing.

Twenty minutes later.

As soon as Mi Tang packed her luggage, a new message popped up on WeChat.

It is the Nian Pavilion.

Nian Shi Ting: [Do you still like the room?] Want to add something? If necessary, please mention it to the housekeeper or babysitter. ļ¼½

Rice Candy pursed her lips and replied to the message.

Rice Candy: [I like it, thank you, Mr. Nian, everything is very complete and you don't need to add anything else.] ļ¼½

Nian Yanting: [Huh?] Mr. Nian? ļ¼½

As soon as the rice candy face was hot, he reacted immediately.

Rice Candy: [Thank you, Brother Ting.] ļ¼½

Nian Shiting: [Good.] ļ¼½

Nian Yanting replied with a "touch your head" emoji.

I don't know why, it's just an emoji, but Mi Tang still feels the warmth on the top of his hair.

Even a picture involuntarily appeared in her mind, in the picture, Nian Yanting's good-looking Ruifeng eyes looked at her gently, and his big hand stroked her head.

Yes! Cranky thoughts!

The rice candy face that realized something was wrong was hot.

Just then, the silence was broken by the ringing of the phone.

It was Nian Shiting's voice call that bounced over.

The moment the bell rang, Rice Candy was so shocked that her heartbeat missed several beats, and her hands even trembled a little, and she felt embarrassed and shy that she wanted to be caught.

Take a deep breath and answer.

Soft Nuo Nuo said: "Hey? Brother Ting, is there something wrong? ā€

"It's nothing, I just want to ask my little wife if she has packed her luggage and if she wants to come out for lunch together."

Little wife...?!

This title makes the rice candy face even hotter.

"I—I'm not going out, am I?"

"Huh? Don't want to eat with me? ā€

It's not that I don't want to, it's just that it's shy.

After all, she and Nian Yanting have only met twice, once in a year, and once yesterday.

Although they have been talking about netizens for a long time, the relationship suddenly changed to husband and wife, and they are not very comfortable for a while.

But Mi Tang was embarrassed to refuse a second time, so he could only say softly: "I don't want to eat with you, then I'll go out now." ā€

"Okay, I'll ask the driver to wait for you downstairs."

hung up the phone, and Mi Tang patted his somewhat flustered heart.

Half an hour later, the car stopped downstairs at Nian's Group.

The driver turned around and said respectfully: "Young lady, the young master's office is on the top floor, you can just go up directly." ā€

"Okay, thank you, uncle."

The driver smiled: "My surname is Qiu, the young lady can call me Lao Qiu, I will be your full-time driver in the future, you can call me at any time if you want to use the car." ā€

"Well, thank you, Uncle Qiu."

This Uncle Qiu made Lao Qiu's smile even stronger.

Those who work as drivers like them are inferior people like servants and slaves in the eyes of outsiders, and basically no one will look at them squarely, let alone call them "uncle".

So Mi Candy's "Uncle Qiu" is really warm? to Lao Qiu's heart.