Late at night, while Meng Yanchen was half asleep, he went back to his room to sleep in a daze, not caring what Chu Qiao was doing or where she could sleep.
Early the next morning.
Meng Yanchen put on a clean black shirt and a white shirt, and lazily walked down the stairs. Following his usual routine, almost as soon as he walked into the restaurant, his eyes naturally fell on looking down at the information.
Chu Qiao.
Chu Qiao did not tie her hair up today, but just draped it casually on her shoulders, making her look more innocent and charming than before. Her little head lowered and lowered, and she still held the highlighter tightly in her hand. Like this
His serious and stubborn look made him a little lost in thought.
Sister Wan walked into the dining room from the kitchen with breakfast in hand. When she saw Meng Yanchen, she called out: "Master, good morning!"
Chu Qiao was stunned, but she did not look at Meng Yanchen, but still looked at the words on the document in her hand. She didn't want to look at him, and she didn't dare to him. She would work well and fulfill the agreement well.
Obligation, but she doesn't want to have anything else to do with Meng Yanchen!
Meng Yanchen's eyes darkened, and a sneer curled up at the corner of his mouth.
He walked up to Chu Qiao and asked, "How much have you carried?"
For a long time last night, Chu Qiao was in a daze, holding the information in her hand, but couldn't memorize it at all. Later, realizing this, she bit her finger hard, and then she came out of her fugue.
She pulled it back from the state and continued to memorize information. Now, the red teeth marks still remained on her left and right index fingers.
Her silence ignited a lot of anger in Meng Yanchen's heart. He was talking to her, why, did she not hear it, or was she deliberately pretending not to hear him?
"Chu Qiao, how is the reception hall of Jinxuan arranged?"
Chu Qiao then raised her head, looked at Meng Yanchen, and said calmly: "Welcome lobby: The exterior wall is made of imported limestone curtain wall, and the interior wall... is inside." Chu Qiao had been here last night, but she couldn't remember it.
.She is really not stupid at all. She has memorized it so many times and only remembers a little bit!
Meng Yanchen clamped her wrist and sneered: "The indoor walls and floors are made of Yunnan marble. This is your effort. Are you serious?" He didn't know why he was angry, and he was a little angry.
It was so baffling that he couldn't help but feel a little dazed.
Chu Qiao almost had tears in her eyes when he scolded her, but she didn't want him to see her vulnerability, so she raised her little face even more stubbornly: "I know. Don't worry, I will try my best..."
Sister Wan looked at Meng Yanchen and then at Chu Qiao, a little confused. Didn't the two of them get along well yesterday? It had only been one night, but the two of them were so stiff! However, she was just a servant, although she felt
There was something, but I couldn't say anything, so I sighed softly, turned around and walked into the kitchen.
"Really? Then I'll wait and see!" After saying that, Meng Yanchen let go of his hand.
The domineering tone came back again, with that cold and mocking tone. Suddenly, Chu Qiao felt that this kind of Meng Yanchen was the Meng Yanchen who could laugh, care about her, and quarrel with her.
The real him!
Chu Qiao bit her lip and just looked at Meng Yanchen quietly.
He sat back in his chair, coldly holding the newspaper that had just been delivered in the morning, drinking Brazilian coffee while reading the newspaper, but his eyebrows were furrowed, and the cold light in his eyes made Chu Qiao shudder.
Chu Qiao looked at the rich food on the table, took two or three rough bites, and then said, "I'm full, I'm going to work!"
Meng Yanchen was noncommittal, but clear anger flashed in Feng's eyes. Who did she think she was? She was just one of his many 'clothes', but she thought she was smart enough to quarrel with herself? Except for Xu Anran,
He, Meng Yanchen, has never cared about her efforts! She, Chu Qiao, is no exception!