Ouyang Tianyi explained with a cold face: "This is my sister."
The staff member was so embarrassed that he quickly apologized and said, "I'm sorry, my eyes are really hard to use, so I just said nonsense."
Anne looked at them impatiently and already followed the staff to pick out the clothes she liked.
Of course, Anne helped them choose clothes. They had no choice but to wear the Chinese tunic suits and cheongsam from the Republic of China that Anne had chosen. Anne had two lovely long braids and chose a light blue dress.
She wore a red top and a black skirt, a pair of long white socks on her thin legs, and a pair of cloth shoes on her feet. Standing between them, she hugged their necks affectionately, smiling sweetly.
"Are you happy?" Anne asked suddenly as she looked at the two people.
"happiness."
"happiness"
The two people answered Anne in unison.
Hearing each other's answer, the two people rolled their eyes at each other. At this time, the photographer happened to take two pictures in succession, one of an infinitely happy family of three, and one of infinitely antagonizing two people and the dull little princess.
Annie was very satisfied with this photo shoot, and the satisfactory result was that she chose several more sets of clothes and continued to take photos with two adults. It was not until Mo Ruyuan was so tired that she wanted to die that she finally ended the photo shoot.
The precious day actually passed like this, and the job search was put on hold. Mo Ruyuan was quite speechless.
Anne put their photo frames in almost every place in the house where they could be placed, and every time she met a servant, she would call them over to show off. When she heard the servant praise the three of them for taking good photos, she
Then I was satisfied and found the next target to show off to, as if I didn't even know what tiredness was.
Contrary to Annie, Mo Ruyuan was exhausted to death. She thought that she would never take photos like this again. It looked good, but it was almost exhausting her to death. This was a rhythm that would torture people to death!
Ouyang Tianyi sat on the sofa and read a business magazine. He did not look at Mo Ruyuan who was standing aside. However, he noticed that she was terribly tired and raised his head: "Why don't you go cook?"
He seemed to be doing it on purpose. Mo Ruyuan rolled her eyes at him and stood up: "I am your maid, right? Okay, I'll go right away!"
At this time, Xiaoman happened to come to the restaurant with food. He accidentally heard the conversation between them and immediately responded very quickly: "I'm sorry, Mr. President, we have already prepared today's dinner."
Ouyang Tianyi put the magazine on the table and looked at Noila Mo: "I mean to let her go back to cooking."
Mo Ruyuan felt that the man in front of her must have had a seizure. He had a seizure in his head. He was fine all day, and then violently abused others at night.
Mo Ruyuan glanced at the food on the table with salivation on her face. It was so delicious! It smelled so good that she almost drooled. But Ouyang Tianyi wanted to drive her away and refused to let her go. Did he want to continue to torture her? She proudly said
He straightened his chest and pretended not to care and said to Ouyang Tianyi: "What's the big deal? Hum, I am self-reliant and I will find a job tomorrow."
Speaking of doing it naturally, of course she did it willingly. Mo Ruyuan really got up earlier than the rooster crows these days, and on the day of looking for a job, she naturally got up very early, picked up her bag and walked
It took about two hours to find a place with a bus stop sign.
Her feet hurt even though she was walking in the suburbs. Even though her work shoes were mid-heel, she still felt pain in her feet. While waiting for the bus, she saw a blue Lamborghini drive by in a dashing way.