She had a good sleep and was in a good mood. She stretched, got up and went downstairs, where she found Shen Mujin having breakfast in the restaurant.
"Good morning again." When she heard the noise, Shen Mujin looked at Jiang again like a dog that smelled meat, with a gentle smile on her face and a low and sweet voice.
However, Jiang You's good mood was instantly compromised.
The live broadcast room was opened, and when the audience saw the black screen lifted, the face that greeted them was Shen Mujin, and they immediately cursed him.
【What bad luck!】
[It's over, it's over. As soon as I entered the live broadcast room, I saw Shen Gouzi's face. Everything must not go well today. 】
[I was so scared that I quickly exited the live broadcast room and took a sip of Wangzai milk to calm down the shock. 】
"Why haven't you gone to work yet?" Jiang stopped on the stairs again.
Shen Mujin's smile froze, and she quickly regained her composure: "It's still early... I asked Ma Zhang to cook porridge. I heard Ma Zhang said that you like seafood porridge, so you can eat more."
"I didn't brush my teeth." Jiang You didn't want to have breakfast with him, so he made an excuse.
He talks so much despite being so far apart, and if we were sitting together, he would definitely chatter endlessly.
She was impatient to listen to him.
"Then I'll wait for you." Shen Mujin put down the spoon she was using to show off, and made up her mind to have breakfast with Jiang You.
"Hurry up and finish your meal and go to work. You have to work hard and earn money for me to spend." Jiang You felt that he was so thick-skinned, and his shameless look was even more disgusting than when he was unruly and arrogant.
She felt like she had to find something for him to do, otherwise he would definitely bother her when he had time.
Now that he knows the truth, he should be happy that she is willing to spend his money.
Sure enough, when she heard that Jiang You asked him to make money to give her flowers, Shen Mujin felt a sense of joy in her heart, thinking that this was a sign that Jiang You was willing to forgive him.
Shen Mujin suddenly felt as if he had been given a shot of chicken blood, and looked at Jiang You with eyes full of joy.
Jiang felt a chill again and turned to go upstairs, planning to wait until he left before going back downstairs.
The audience in the live broadcast room was also disgusted by Shen Mujin, and the barrage gradually began to spit out fragrance. Jiang frowned and secretly poked at the system, asking it to pay attention to the civility and harmony of the barrage and screen out quality viewers.
The system controls comments, blocks uncivilized comments, and the barrages suddenly become harmonious.
The system is a live broadcast room management system, with permissions such as blocking comments and kicking people.
Shen Mujin was indeed obedient. She quickly finished her breakfast and went to work in the company.
Hearing the sound of the car engine getting further and further away, Jiang You went downstairs again and found a card and a note on the dining table.
Shen Mujin's writing is the same as others, sharp-edged, domineering, and full of oppression.
——And again, you can buy whatever you want, and all your husband’s money will be given to you.
Jiang showed an expression like that of an old man on the subway looking at his cell phone, looking greasy.
【It’s so greasy!!!】
[This is actually what the overbearing president said, I can’t survive, I need to be rescued [Pinch someone in the middle]]
[He may need a dish soap bath to remove the oil.]
[I seem to have eaten a bite of a fly and want to hit him, really.]
[The domineering presidents I have seen before are not like this. Shen Mujin ruined my youth. Damn it!]
Throwing the note into the trash can, Jiang put the card away again. Since Shen Mujin wanted to compensate, she would continue, hoping he would not regret it.
Jiang decided to go out to spend money later, leaving him bankrupt.
Zhang's mother served Jiang another breakfast and stood aside. The dark circles under her eyes were as good as national treasures, and the bags under her eyes were almost falling to the ground. She looked like she hadn't slept well.
"Do you have something to say?" Jiang saw that she was hesitant to speak and asked thoughtfully.
Zhang Ma asked with a mysterious face: "Madam, you didn't hear anything last night?"
"No." Jiang shook his head again, thinking of Shen Mujin who appeared in the garden last night. Did he do something?
"Ah, maybe I was dreaming and heard wrongly." Zhang Ma didn't get the answer she wanted, so she retreated to the kitchen.
Jiang lowered his head to eat breakfast again. Just as he finished eating, his cell phone rang.
The screen lit up, it was a message from Lin Yici.