Ye Wanwan immediately nodded in agreement, "Yes, I think so too. Master Jian has a distinguished status and will definitely not default on his wages, right!" After saying that, Ye Wanwan smiled at a certain man and said, "Accept WeChat transfers.
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A certain man, "..."
Qiao Xuemei found that she had just arrived and her presence in front of Jian Zhipei was not as good as that of a maid, and she couldn't help but feel resentful.
"Okay, I won't owe you any wages. You can work now! Take out all my clothes, iron them, and hang them in the closet. I mean all of them. Do you understand? Don't let me see a single wrinkle." Qiao Xuemei.
This last sentence is emphasized.
After saying that, Qiao Xuemei said generously, "The password for the suitcase is 2345." After that, she picked up Jian Zhipei and said, "Brother Jian, let's go down and chat! Let her pack it for me."
Ye Wanwan couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief when she saw the two of them finally leaving. Why didn't Jian Zhipei let her go?
She opened the first suitcase and was stunned for a few seconds. She reached out and picked up the black lace pajamas on top.
This saves a lot of fabric! Is there any difference between wearing it and not wearing it?
Who is this Miss Qiao going to dress for? Is it Jian Zhipei? Does he like this?
Ye Wanwan's head is getting a little bigger. She has no experience in ironing at all! She has been the darling of her parents since she was a child, and they have never let her do such a thing.
But now that she is Jian Zhipei's maid, she has to do these things.
downstairs.
Jian Zhipei listened absently to Qiao Xuemei's story about what she had seen along the way. Qiao Xuemei stopped talking and said sadly, "Brother Jian, don't you welcome me here?"
"No!" Jian Zhipei narrowed his eyes at her. He knew why grandma sent her here.
Grandma deliberately let him and Qiao Xuemei be together, with the intention of bringing them together.
"Then why do you look unhappy?" Qiao Xuemei bit her red lips and said.
"I'm not unhappy, I'm just thinking about something." After Jian Zhipei finished speaking, he heard an exclamation coming from the direction of the second floor.
"ah…"
The next second, Jian Zhipei stood up and went upstairs, and Qiao Xuemei followed his steps upstairs.
Ye Wanwan was seen covering her palms, and the ironing machine next to her was still running.
"What's wrong?" Jian Zhipei reached out and held her hand to check, and there was a striking red mark on Ye Wanwan's palm.
"I'm sorry, I accidentally burned it. It's okay." Ye Wanwan just exclaimed, but she didn't expect to attract the two of them over.
She wanted to pull away Jian Zhipei's hand, but the man held her and headed towards the bathroom, turned on the water faucet, and cooled her red hands.
While rinsing, he scolded, "Can't you be more careful when doing things?"
Qiao Xuemei stared slightly, and the shock in her heart surged up again. Didn't Jian Zhipei hate touching women? Why did he hold this maid's hand so naturally?
Ye Wanwan leaned slightly closer to his ear and retorted in a low voice, "I have never done such a thing."
Of course Jian Zhipei knew that she was also a delicate young lady who had grown up holding her in her arms. After flushing the water, Ye Wanwan came out of the bathroom with him.
Jian Zhipei said to Qiao Xuemei, "Xuemei, ask your servant to come over and do the work. She is too clumsy."
"Since she is clumsy, brother Jian, let her go!" Qiao Xuemei said with a serious look on her face, "Our money cannot be given away to some useless people."
Ye Wanwan felt insulted.
Jian Zhipei said, "It's okay, I'm good at it, she can bring me tea and water, just keep it!"
