Warm marriage, my domineering president

10. Qiao Mosheng is not in a good mood, but the housekeeper has a lot to say to her: "I heard from the old man that the wife can cook just like my mother. When the husband is at home when he is free, the wife also cooks for the husband. Make more, sir likes to eat home-cooked food."

Qiao Mosheng understood now, it turned out that the butler wanted her to care more about Jian Shenyang.

Biting her chopsticks, she nodded in agreement without thinking.

She felt that since she and Jian Shenyang were husband and wife, she should care about him.

Qiao Mosheng nodded happily. The butler was happy, but saw her biting her chopsticks again, and continued to remind her tirelessly: "Ma'am, it is a family rule not to ask for chopsticks. Mister will be upset if he sees this."

Qiao Mosheng was already full. Hearing this, he got up and patted the butler on the shoulder, and said with a smile, "How could he spend so much time being unhappy, besides, you help me keep it from him, so he won't know? Um?"

After finishing speaking, she turned and went upstairs to read her book.The butler with a troubled face was left behind to watch her leave. When she turned her head, she happened to see Jian Shen Yang who was standing at the gate looking at him who appeared at some time, and was stunned, "First... sir."

Jian Shenyang pursed her lips and went upstairs without saying a word.

Butler: "..." Sir, what do you mean by this?

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The next day was Saturday, and Qiao Mosheng didn't have to go to class, so he slept for half an hour before getting out of bed.

When she went downstairs, the servants had already prepared a rich breakfast for her.

When she went downstairs, she brought a book with her. She wanted to sit and read in the pavilion after breakfast, but she accidentally flipped through it, and couldn't leave her hand. She read the book while eating breakfast. Come, during the period, the butler tried to persuade her again. She was too absorbed in reading and couldn't disturb her interest. However, a strong sense of oppression suddenly appeared in the room. She paused and looked away from the book , looking in the direction of the door, Jian Shenyang was wearing a set of trousers, T-shirt and sportswear, and walked in from the outside with sweat.

For some reason, she was always extremely sensitive to his presence, and before he came into her sight, she was confused.

He noticed her gaze, glanced at her, then took it back without a trace, and went upstairs.

She didn't look away from following his figure until she was out of sight.She had almost finished eating, and wanted to leave, but she sat back down before standing up.After about half an hour, he came downstairs and walked towards her.

However, he changed into a suit of clothes, a white shirt and black trousers formal suit, ironed without a trace of wrinkle, and he still had a black coat hanging on his hand.

It looks like he should be going to work.

Seeing him coming, she hurriedly put away her book, lowered her head and pretended to drink milk. After he sat down, she smiled and greeted him: "Morning."

Jian Shenyang was very indifferent, did not respond or speak.

Qiao Mosheng didn't mind his indifference. He glanced at the breakfast that the servant had just brought out on the table, took a piece of toast, dipped it in sauce for him, handed it to him, and said with a smile, "Here."

Ordinary people, if they don't particularly dislike the other person's favor, even if they don't accept it, they will explain the reason, and even if they hate it, they will make a sarcasm. , he didn't even look at it.