Quick Wear: The soft cannon fodder turns into a heartthrob and seduce

Jing Zhan was very quiet while eating. His good upbringing made his every move very precious and interesting to watch.

As a nanny, Mu Zhou naturally couldn't eat with him, so she hid in the kitchen and dared not show up.

I thought he would eat very slowly as he chewed his food carefully, but I didn't expect him to finish eating and leave very quickly.

After Mu Zhou made sure that he had returned to the study upstairs, he felt at ease to take out the seafood feast he had hidden in advance.

When she went to the supermarket to buy groceries, she saw some fresh lobsters and bought one without hesitation to try it. She never expected that Jing Zhan would come back today.

She hesitated for a long time and couldn't bear to do it, so she finally decided to hide Bolon secretly.

Anyway, Jing Zhan is used to a life of luxury, so she doesn't need a lobster. She has been coveting these delicacies for a long time.

When they were in the main god space, they could only drink nutrient solution to maintain their vital signs, and had never eaten these good things.

It was finally her turn to get dressed, but she was still poor and couldn't even afford food and clothing. Now that she had the chance to eat and drink for free, she naturally wouldn't be polite.

Mu Zhou looked thin, but he had a great appetite and quickly devoured the seafood feast.

She took out a tissue, wiped her mouth, and burped contentedly.

*

It was already past midnight when Jing Zhan finished his work. He pinched the bridge of his nose, closed his eyes for a long time, and then got up and left the study.

On the way back to the bedroom, the dim light downstairs made him glance subconsciously, but he didn't expect to see the unexpected figure in the living room on the first floor.

Hasn't she rested yet?

Jing Zhan frowned slightly and stopped beside the glass fence.

At this time, Mu Zhou on the first floor was still wearing the same home clothes as before. The clothes looked loose and seemed not to be her size.

She sat sideways on the sofa, leaning against the armrest, one hand on her chin, her head nodding, as if she was extremely sleepy but trying hard to hold on.

The oversized neckline slid down slightly at her shoulders as she moved, revealing a hint of her fair and round shoulders.

For a moment, she seemed to have really fallen asleep, and was suddenly awakened when her head fell uncontrollably to one side.

She shook her head to try to wake herself up, then looked up at the clock on the wall, but unexpectedly met the gaze of Jing Zhan on the second floor.

The originally hazy eyes suddenly cleared up.

Jing Zhan was wearing a white shirt, and his collar was not as reserved as when he just got off work, but had a few buttons undone.

He put one hand in his suit pocket and placed the other hand casually on the glass railing. His dark eyes stared at Mu Zhou, and there seemed to be a ripple in his eyes at some moment.

Mu Zhou subconsciously stood up, looked up and looked at him. For a second, she could sense the coldness in Jing Zhan's eyes, but it quickly disappeared.

She cleared her throat and spoke softly:

"Mr. Jing, are you done with your work? I made some hangover soup. Would you like some?"

Her words made Jing Zhan feel an ambiguous feeling in his heart. His hands in his suit pockets suddenly clenched, and he pursed his lips without saying a word.

The girl downstairs saw that he was silent, as if she was afraid of being misunderstood, and hurriedly explained:

"I smelled alcohol when you came back. I remember that if Dad drank alcohol, he would easily get a headache the next day even if he didn't get drunk. That's why Mom would make sobering soup for Dad to drink before bed. I was afraid..."

She suddenly stopped and then realized that there was something wrong with this sentence.

What her mother did to her father, she now does to Jing Zhan, what does this mean?

The girl's cheeks flushed instantly, and she lowered her head and stopped talking.

Jing Zhan did not let her continue to embarrass herself and finally spoke:

"Bring it to my room."

Then he left quickly.

When his figure disappeared, the shyness on Mu Zhou's face disappeared instantly. She raised her eyebrows and walked towards the kitchen happily.

*

In the bathroom, Jing Zhan stood under the shower, letting the cold water hit his face, trying to calm himself down.

When he saw Mu Zhou drowsy in the living room, he did regret for a moment bringing him to the villa.

Having someone under his nose is more likely to disrupt his thoughts than he imagined.

So he regretted it.

But when he met her ignorant and cautiously flattering eyes, he couldn't bring himself to say the words to drive her away.

Mu Zhou was knocking on the bedroom door. Seeing that it was not closed, he pushed the door open quietly.

Hearing the noise in the bathroom, she placed the hangover soup on the coffee table, then quickly slipped away and returned to her nest to prepare for bed.

*

On the second day, Mu Zhou found that Jing Zhan was even more indifferent than the day before.

She glanced at him a few times with some surprise in her eyes.

There was absolutely no communication between the two of them, and he left after breakfast.

After sending Jing Zhan away, Mu Zhou prepared to go shopping again.

This time she wanted to buy some utensils.

The villa has a back garden with some flowers planted in it, and you can see that it is being maintained on a daily basis.

Mu Zhou had nothing to do, so he planned to loosen the soil and fertilize the flowers, but he couldn't find any tools, so he had to buy them himself.

Anyway, it can be reimbursed and it can also help me kill some time.

She searched online and saw a flower market nearby, so she took a taxi there.

*

Outside the villa, Mu Zhou directed the workers to move a rockery into the back garden.

This shopping trip was completely unexpected for her.

Originally, she just wanted to buy some supplies, but unexpectedly she received a call from Jing Zhan's assistant.

The other party said that Jing Zhan was going to attend a dinner party today, which happened to be at a nearby hotel, so he would most likely come back in the evening, and asked her to remember to prepare.

He didn't say anything when he heard that Mu Zhou was in the flower market.

But after hanging up the phone, he called back soon and said that the villa was lacking decorations such as rockery, and asked her to buy some to change the style of the yard.

Mu Zhou had no choice but to take on this task.

She looked at the layout of the garden, thought for a moment, and then led the manager of the flower market who had come with her to the villa area outside.

"Manager Li, what kind of flower is this? I want to plant it all over the side of the yard."

Manager Li naturally knew the wealth of the people living in this area, so he was particularly enthusiastic:

"This is a rose, perfect for planting against the wall to form a flower wall. You have a good eye."

As he spoke, he began to introduce the varieties and colors of roses. Mu Zhou looked at the renderings on his phone and carefully selected a color.

As the two were talking, they didn't notice a young man looking at them frequently.

The boy was Li He, the one who agreed with Mu Zhou to be kept last night.

He had come out to make a phone call, but upon seeing this, he hurried back to the villa. As soon as he entered the door, he couldn't help but say:

"Guess who I just saw?"

"Chen He, stop keeping us in suspense. What did you see?"

Seeing that everyone was interested, Chen He said:

"I saw Mu Zhou and that Mr. Zhao!"

In fact, he didn't know any Mr. Zhao, but from a distance he saw that the man standing next to Mu Zhou was quite old and had a fawning look on his face, so he naturally assumed that it was Mr. Zhao.

In fact, Chen He had never heard of any rumors about Mu Zhou being kept by someone.

He had only pursued Mu Zhou in his early years, but was rejected in public. He couldn't save his face and had been holding a grudge against her, so when he heard Du Yingying say that she was being kept last night, he couldn't help but agree.

After hearing his words, the people in the villa started another heated discussion.

Mu Zhou, who was happily planning the garden, had no idea that her image had become that of a canary kept by an old man.