What Jiang Zhao didn't know was that Aunt Liu walked out of her room, turned around and went upstairs.

The door to the master bedroom was still open at this moment. Aunt Liu raised her hand to knock on the door, but she saw Song Muchen sitting on the sofa outside, looking down at her phone.

"No more trouble?"

Perhaps he heard the noise, and before Aunt Liu could speak, he asked without raising his head.

Aunt Liu looked at his indifferent expression and couldn't help but sigh: "What exactly do you think? I think Miss Jiang is pretty good. At least she is sincere to you."

"Sincerely?" Song Muchen slowly raised his eyes, "But in just two days, have you been coaxed by her?"

Aunt Liu was a little helpless: "Okay, I've been coaxed by her, so you mean that this Miss Jiang can't do it. Since it doesn't work, I think you can send her away as soon as possible, so I don't have to watch you two fight each other every day.

Very disturbing."

Song Muchen pinched his forehead a little irritably: "You don't have to test me like this. She is indeed not good at it, but it is still useful."

"Then you are going to let her live in the nanny's room like this?" Aunt Liu was still chasing after her, "I can tell you, I can persuade this person once, but I may not be able to persuade her the second time."

Song Muchen's frown deepened: "Don't worry, she will never leave."

Aunt Liu hated the iron that could not be made into steel: "Yes, before the banquet, didn't you also think that Miss Jiang would never disobey you and make a move with you?"

Song Muchen stopped talking.

Aunt Liu looked at him and hesitated to speak, but in the end she just sighed and turned around without saying anything.

There was no talk all night, but some fell asleep soundly, while others tossed and turned.

Early the next morning, Jiang Zhao was awakened by Aunt Liu's knock on the door.

This was the best night Jiang Zhao had slept since moving here, so when Aunt Liu opened the door and came in with a smile, she was still a little confused.

"Did you sleep well last night?" Aunt Liu's face was filled with a bright smile, and she looked very excited.

Jiang Zhaobai pulled Aunt Liu up from the bed, and then looked at her with a dull expression as she neatly packed the bedding, unable to react for a while.

Seeing her like this, Aunt Liu came over with a smile and indicated her location upstairs with her eyes: "You woke me up early in the morning to prepare breakfast. I'm waiting for you right now."

"Huh?" Jiang Zhao felt a little incredible, "You mean..."

Aunt Liu gave her a reassuring look: "I really didn't lie to you this time. It was indeed him who asked me to come down and call you."

Although Aunt Liu said this, Jiang Zhao still felt that this was just a well-intentioned lie from his elders.

She had to find a way to repair her relationship with Song Muchen anyway. Naturally, she would not miss this great opportunity.

So she immediately cooperated with a face full of emotion and happily followed Aunt Liu back upstairs.

However, when he arrived at the restaurant and saw that Song Muchen was indeed sitting at the dining table, with the breakfast in front of him looking untouched, Jiang Zhao couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

Is it possible that Aunt Liu is not saying kind words to herself?

Recalling Aunt Liu's excited face in the morning, Jiang Zhao felt that the progress of things seemed a bit beyond her imagination.

She sat across from Song Muchen with a bit of shyness, but after waiting for a long time, the person opposite showed no reaction at all.

Oh, she knew it.

Too lazy to waste any more time with this man, Jiang Zhao lowered his head and picked up the spoon, but heard the man's calm voice coming from the other side.

"There is an auction of a private collection in the afternoon. You can pack it up later and come with me."

The corners of Jiang Zhao's lips raised an almost invisible arc, but she still lowered her head and drank her porridge, as if she didn't hear Song Muchen's words at all.

There was another long and eerie silence in the restaurant.

After a long time, there was the sound of a coffee cup hitting the table from the opposite side.

"This auction is all about jewelry and the like."

The seemingly meaningless sentence made the curvature of Jiang Zhao's lips widen a bit.

Probably because he felt that he had made his expression very clear, Song Muchen didn't say any more and stood up and left the table.

Looking at the man's deliberately straightened back, Jiang Zhao finally couldn't help but burst into laughter.
Chapter completed!