My backyard leads to the underworld. I became famous by selling goods.

Just like last time, he rang the doorbell first. After waiting for a while, Song Mian watched the closed door in front of him open.

Yu Bai, wearing snow-white pajamas, walked out from the door.

Song Mian felt that the aura emanating from Yu Bai was the same as always. He looked at Song Mian calmly, but there seemed to be a different emotion in his eyes.

Song Mian has come into contact with many people, and he can tell whether a person has ill intentions towards him just by looking at his eyes and the aura that emanates from him.

Therefore, Song Mian soon felt that Yu Bai's attitude towards her was not as sharp as before. Although it was not friendly either, this tentative attitude was much better than before.

Song Mian perked up his spirits and gave Yu Bai a brilliant smile: "Mr. Yu Bai, good morning."

Yu Bai looked at Song Mian with a complicated look in his eyes. He seemed to be struggling for a moment before responding, "Good morning, Miss Song."

"I blame my friends and I for coming here so unexpectedly yesterday. I didn't prepare you well enough. I'm really sorry. I hope you don't mind." Song Mian said as he handed the fruit he had brought to Yu Bai. "After I went back yesterday, I always felt really bad for you, so I came here early today to apologize to you!"

Holding the fruit Song Mian had given him, Yu Bai looked a little bewildered. "No, this isn't entirely your fault. Yesterday, Father Ling called me and explained the whole story. Then I realized I had misunderstood you... In short, everything that happened yesterday was a misunderstanding. Since you're the nanny Father Ling hired for me, you're indeed qualified to enter my home."

Song Mian's smile suddenly stopped. She pondered the words "Yu Bai" over and over again, a hint of disbelief in her eyes: "Excuse me, what do you want to call me?"

Nanny? When did she become this young master's nanny?

Unlike Song Mian's surprised expression, Yu Bai looked at her with some confusion and asked, "I don't like others entering my room, but I also don't like doing housework. That's why Father Ling said he would find me a nanny to come and clean my room and cook for me... Miss Song, aren't you the nanny that Father Ling found for me?"

Song Mian really wanted to say she wasn't! !

Didn’t she come here to be Yu Bai’s friend?

If we talk about a nanny, that’s a different price!

But Song Mian couldn't tell the truth in this situation.

Because she had already sensed Yu Bai's vigilance, she was sure that if she said now that she was not the person invited by Mr. Ling, Yu Bai would immediately close the door and refuse her entry!

She doesn't want to be turned away!

So, no matter how reluctant Song Mian was, she still tried hard to put on a bright smile and said to Yu Bai, "Yes. It's just that I wanted to get along well with you, Mr. Yu Bai, from the beginning, and Mr. Ling asked me not to tell you that I was a nanny to prevent you from resisting me, so... In short, it was all a misunderstanding."

Seeing Yu Bai nod, Song Mian smiled brightly, but he already had other plans in his mind.

Ling Jiao didn't explain this clearly at the beginning. This was considered extra work for her, so she had to get some extra compensation when the time came!

After Yu Bai saw that everything could be verified, his last bit of defense against Song Mian disappeared completely, and he immediately invited Song Mian in.

Only after Song Mian entered Yu Bai's apartment did he realize that what Yu Bai said was indeed true.

Yu Bai's room can only be described as messy and disorganized.

There were all sorts of miscellaneous things placed on the floor and on the sofa, in such a messy and disorganized manner that it felt like there was no place to step.

After Yu Bai confirmed Song Mian's identity, although he had a smile on his face, his words were not as gentle as before: "Song Mian, I'll trouble you from now on. Also, I want to ask what dishes you are good at cooking?"

Song Mian thought carefully for a moment, then said expressionlessly, "I'm good at making braised beef, spicy beef, chicken stewed with mushrooms, and shrimp fish cakes."

"You can actually cook seafood?" Yu Bai felt a sense of surprise, and as he looked at Song Mian, his eyes became more and more satisfied. "These are indeed what I like to eat. How about this, you clean up the living room and kitchen first, and then be responsible for making lunch. The rest can be cleaned up slowly after dinner."

Seeing Yu Bai leave after saying this, Song Mian immediately went into the kitchen.

Looking at the kitchen that looked like a battlefield, Song Mian was completely disheveled.

Yu Bai really put on a deceptive face, looking like a well-behaved little puppy, but in fact, I didn’t expect that this guy was actually a Husky, so pretentious!

Song Mian took a photo of the kitchen for Ling Jiao, and then sent a frustrated emoticon to Ling Jiao.

In less than five minutes, Ling Jiao called.

Before Song Mian even had the chance to complain, she heard Ling Jiao's smiling voice coming from the other side of the receiver: "Ms. Song, I have completed the divorce procedures for your grandmother Zhang Guiying and your grandfather."

Song Mian's complaints were silenced by Ling Jiao's words. After struggling for a long time, she uttered, "So fast?"

Ling Jiao said with a smile, "It's not a big deal. Besides, I know some friends who can handle these matters. Miss Song, you've helped me so much, so I'll naturally do my best to serve you."

Song Mian felt a slight pressure and forced a smile, saying, "Don't worry, Commander Ling, everything is going smoothly here too."

After saying these two sentences to Ling Jiao, Song Mian hung up the phone and resigned himself to his fate and went to pack up.

At the same time, Song Yuan and Song Jinyan had been drinking and were walking home together, arm in arm.

"Brother, I didn't expect you really had a way. This time, we made a lot of money from Song Mian. We each have 300,000, which is enough for us to have food and clothing for a long time to come!" Song Yuan became happier and happier as he spoke, and he put his arm around Song Jinyan's shoulders and laughed.

Song Jinyan looked at Song Yuan with eyes full of envy: "Brother, there's no way you and I can compare. You have sister-in-law to support you. I'm far from you. Sister-in-law is so talented. Brother, wouldn't it be enough for you to live comfortably by following her?"

Song Yuan mentioned this and spat fiercely: "Don't mention that bitch to me. I don't know what stimulated that bitch before, but she actually started seeing ghosts. She said that ghosts were haunting her all day long, which made me feel unlucky. Anyway, I can make money from ghosts in the future. Without her in my way, I can find more beautiful women."