Addicted to kissing his wife, Mr. Ji is no longer evil

Qingyue walked out of the box and found that Shengyanzhou had already left. The manager came over and breathed a sigh of relief: "We finally got through tonight."

Qingyue asked: "What did Mr. Sheng say?"

In order to improve service quality, when important customers leave, the manager will personally ask whether they are satisfied.

The manager glanced at her and said, "He said your service sucks."

"Uh……"

Qingyue was helpless. Was this naked revenge?

Afterwards, she changed her clothes, left the club, and walked outside, where she found a familiar Rolls-Royce parked not far away.

"Master, Qingyue is coming down. Do you want to give her a ride?"

Zhao Duo turned around and asked.

In the back seat, Sheng Yanzhou was resting with his eyes closed, and asked calmly, "Is she qualified?"

"Too."

Zhao Duo nodded.

He was a little confused. After getting in the car, the old man said not to drive yet and to open the window to get some fresh air. He thought he was waiting for someone. After waiting for a long time and seeing only a blue moon, he said he was not qualified.

After a few seconds of silence, Sheng Yanzhou spoke again: "It's the middle of the night, if something happens to her, will Shengshi Group be held responsible?"

"No? It's not like I'm off work from the group."

A Yao scratched his head.

Zhao Duo curled his lips: "Not necessarily. After all, I just met you. If you really start to argue, no one can explain it clearly."

"Yeah, too."

Sheng Yanzhou nodded, "Zhao Duo, go."

"Yes, Master."

As Zhao Duo opened the door and got out of the car, he thought to himself, My grandfather's temper has become more and more unpredictable lately.

Qingyue was about to ride her bike home when she saw Zhao Duo getting out of a Rolls-Royce and walking straight towards her.

"Assistant Zhao?"

She looked at him.

Zhao Duo took a look at her broken bicycle and asked, "How long will it take you to ride this home?"

"About an hour."

Qingyue said.

Assistant Zhao sighed: "I asked you to get in the car."

"Then my car."

Qingyue glanced at her bicycle.

"You can call a taxi here?"

Zhao Duo glanced at her pile of broken copper and iron that was about to fall apart, then turned back to report to Sheng Yanzhou.

Finally, Qingyue successfully put the bicycle into the trunk of the Rolls-Royce, and then happily sat on the spacious and comfortable leather seat.

"Thank you for taking me home."

Qingyue said to Shengyanzhou beside her.

Sheng Yanzhou closed his eyes and sneered: "Don't think too much. If something happens to you, it might implicate me. I don't want to be troubled."

Qingyue frowned and decided to keep quiet.

The car was running smoothly and the cabin was so quiet that you could faintly hear each other's breathing.

After a while, Qingyue felt a little sleepy, and Shengyanzhou's voice suddenly came: "Why do you work here?"

"what?"

Qingyue didn't react at once.

"Isn't the salary I give you enough to spend?"

Shengyanzhou narrowed his eyes slightly.

"No, I want to save enough for next semester's tuition."

Qingyue lowered her head and picked at her fingers helplessly.

"Your salary should be enough to pay for tuition, right? Ocean University is a public university, and tuition is not expensive."

Sheng Yanzhou spoke in a low voice.

"Well, it's just—"

Qingyue bit her lip and said, "I've spent all my salary. The price of seafood is too high recently."

seafood?

Sheng Yanzhou was stunned for a moment.

Remembering that she would put a bowl of seafood porridge on his desk every day.

Zhao Duo, who was sitting in the passenger seat, smiled and said, "So you really made that seafood porridge yourself. I thought you bought it. It tastes really good. A Yao and I can't get enough of it every day!"

Just after he finished speaking, he accidentally glanced at the rearview mirror and happened to meet Sheng Yanzhou's gaze.

That look was cold and threatening, and it frightened him.

"Oh, you guys drank it."

Qingyue glanced at Shengyanzhou and said, "Then I'll do more next time."

Zhao Duo couldn't figure out what his master was thinking, so he remained silent.

Qingyue sat upright, her hands on her knees, her head lowered, not knowing what she was thinking about.

Sheng Yanzhou looked out the window with deep eyes.

After sending Qingyue home, the car started again, and Zhao Duo asked: "Master, do you want to go back and rest?"

Sheng Yanzhou lowered his eyes and said in a deep voice, "Go to the group."

Zhao Duo and A Yao were surprised at the same time.

It's the middle of the night and there's nothing to do, so why should I go back to the group?

When they arrived at the group, Sheng Yanzhou asked them to stay outside the door and went into the office alone.

On the table, the light pink thermos was still quietly placed there. For safety reasons, he would never eat food that came from other people's hands.

He picked up the thermos and held his hand over the trash can.

Qingyue’s words immediately came to my mind.

The price of seafood is too high.

The price is high but she still buys it every day. Isn't she stupid and stubborn? Is his evaluation wrong?

Before my brain could react, my hands had already unscrewed the lid.

The tempting fragrance spreads instantly.

Because it has not been opened, the porridge is still hot and the temperature is just right.

Shengyanzhou poured a bowl and took a sip. Hmm, the ingredients were fresh and the taste was rich, just what he wanted.

The burning stomach from drinking too much suddenly felt relieved and warm.

Just like her lips, soft and warm.

Sheng Yanzhou suddenly woke up and clenched the bowl in his hand.

Damn, what was he thinking!

Outside the door, A Yao covered his mouth and yawned wildly, asking Zhao Duo: "What do you think I'm doing in there?"

Zhao Duo shrugged: "Don't ask me, I can't figure out what he's thinking now."

"You are the worm in my stomach, and you can't even figure it out. Am I doomed?"

A Yao couldn't help but widen his eyes.

As he was speaking, footsteps were heard and Sheng Yanzhou walked out with a gloomy face and threw the pink thermos to Zhao Duo.

"Find a place to throw it, the farther the better!"

Hearing this order, Zhao Duo opened his mouth wide and shook it: "There is still seafood porridge in it, can I drink it before throwing it away?"

Sheng Yanzhou glared at him.

Zhao Duo immediately became serious: "Don't worry, sir, this thing will definitely not be in Haicheng from tomorrow!"

**

The days of internship passed quickly.

In a blink of an eye, there is only one week left in summer vacation.

Qingyue lay on the desk and sighed.

By the end of this week, it will be almost impossible to see Shengyanzhou again.

But more than a month passed and she and Sheng Yanzhou made almost no progress.

"Oh my god, it's so hard to catch up!"

She buried her face in her arms and muttered to herself.

"Cough cough!"

Zhao Duo's voice came, "Can you please keep your voice down? I'm really afraid that if I hear you, I'll kick you out."

Qingyue raised her head and looked at him depressedly: "Assistant Zhao, is there something wrong?"

Zhao Duo nodded. "The cleaner who used to clean my house has asked for leave. You don't need to come to the company tomorrow morning. Go to his house to clean."

After saying that, he put a piece of paper and a key on the table.

"This is the cleaning and disinfection procedure, which must be strictly followed. Here is the key. I have already told the property management. If you give your name, they will let you in."

Qingyue opened her mouth and was about to ask a question when Zhao Duo left in a hurry.

She muttered, "You didn't even tell me what time it was!"

In the end, Qingyue decided to go earlier because the cleaning process was particularly complicated and would probably take a lot of time.

At that time, Liyuan had not yet been built, and Sheng Yanzhou lived in a high-end large flat in the city center.

After verifying her identity, Qingyue entered the elevator smoothly.

The elevators are one-lift-to-one-household type, and lead directly to the households.

She carried a canvas bag containing various cleaning agents, rags and disinfectants that would be needed.

Walking into the huge living room, Qingyue called out like a thief: "Boss Sheng."

No one responded.

She guessed that he should have gone to the group, so she took out her tools one by one, put on headphones, and began to clean with full concentration.

After thinking for a moment, she decided to start with the bedroom.

His master bedroom was very simple, with just a bed, a bedside table and a wardrobe. The sheets were a little messy and seemed to be still warm to the touch.

Qingyue made the bed sheets and quilt, then mopped the floor and knelt on the ground to wipe it clean.

Then she stepped back and went into the bathroom.

There was a very exciting rock song playing in the headphones. Qingyue was howling along while mopping the floor, so much so that she didn't even hear the sound of water running in the bathroom.

At this time, she stood up and prepared to throw in the wash rag.

At the same time, the glass door behind him opened with a bang.

Accompanied by the mist, a wet man walked out.

The two looked at each other.