Shock! The male protagonist has turned dark again, the host should pamper him

When Xu Muchhe woke up, Wen Baichen had already left.

On the dining table in the living room, there is a prepared breakfast with a sticky note next to it.

Xu Muchhe walked over, took off the sticky note, and looked at it with his mouth bent.

[You must remember to have breakfast when you wake up. I won’t go back at noon and will have dinner with you in the evening. 】

Xu Muchhe had a gentle smile in his eyes. After washing, he sat at the dining table and enjoyed the breakfast prepared by Wen Baichen.

After eating, he washed the dishes, moved the tools, and prepared to set up a stall in the park.

He had just finished three paintings. When he lowered his head to handle the brush, a pair of shiny leather shoes appeared in his sight.

Xu Muchhe twitched the corner of his mouth, knowing that some childish ghost was looking for him again.

So he didn't raise his head and continued to go about his business.

Xie Yiyan kicked the easel unhappily, causing it to shake. He panicked and then held it up helplessly.

Seeing that everything was fine, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Looking up, Xu Muzhe was indifferent. He raised his voice in displeasure and said, "Didn't you see the customers? How can you do business like this? You don't want to make money?"

The eyes of passers-by were attracted by his voice, and they looked at them curiously.

Xu Muchhe didn't want to attract attention, so he had to play with this spoiled young master.

His expression turned cold for a second, he raised his head and looked over, "What's the matter with you?"

"What's the matter?" Xie Yisheng snorted angrily, "You cheated me out of a thousand yuan, how dare you ask me what's the matter?"

"If I remember correctly, you rewarded me with that thousand yuan."

Xie Yiyan opened his mouth, but found that he had no reason to fight back.

He did give the money to Xu Muzhe, but later Xu Muzhe said he wanted to pay it back to him, but he didn't accept it himself. He couldn't blame him.

"Since I can't think of a reason, please go away and don't disturb my work."

"What kind of work do you want to do? There is no one now." Xie Yiyan pulled up the stool and sat down with an arrogant look. "Who said I have no reason anymore? I said before that I would draw a picture every day until I get a thousand yuan for it." That’s it, then you can start painting for me now.”

Xu Muchhe looked at him speechlessly, "I suddenly realized that you are quite idle, like a vagrant every day. Doesn't the family have any property for you to inherit?"

Xie Yiyan spread his hands with an indifferent expression, "As long as someone helps take care of it, why do you have to work so hard? I already have enough money anyway."

"Since it's enough, why bother with a thousand dollars?"

"How can it be the same? Who told you to take advantage of me before, otherwise I wouldn't care about the money."

Xu Muchhe took out his mobile phone and said, "I will transfer the money to you now."

The smile on Xie Yiyan's face froze, and then he glared at him angrily, "No, you agreed to paint for me, how can you go back on your word at will?"

"I might not be painting here tomorrow, how are you going to find me?"

Xie Yiyan frowned, and his tone became a little weird, "Okay, I have been taken care of, and I don't want to make money with my own hands anymore."

"Stop talking nonsense, take out your phone now and scan the QR code."

Xie Yiyan quickly covered his pocket, "No."

Xu Muchhe "..."

If I had known this person was so annoying, I shouldn't have pretended to be suffering from depression in the first place.

"Anyway, you accepted the money, so the service should be good." Xie Yiyan looked at him dissatisfied, "As for your use of me, I will be more generous and not argue with you."

Xu Muchhe was too lazy to continue arguing with him, so he had to sit in front of the easel, his eyes looking at Xie Yiyan from time to time, and his brush tracing the outline neatly.

After Xie Yiyan saw this, he suddenly became nervous.

He straightened his tie, straightened his back, and turned the left side of his face that he was most satisfied with to Xu Muche.

"You don't have to go to work, so why do you wear a suit every day?" Xu Muchhe said suddenly.

"Who said you have to wear a suit to work? That's how I like to wear it."

Xu Muchhe twitched the corners of his mouth speechlessly, too lazy to continue the topic.

However, Xie Yiyan couldn't sit still. He thought about his chance encounter with Wen Baichen yesterday and couldn't help but asked curiously, "By the way, didn't you and Wen Baichen quarrel yesterday?"

"Do you really want me to quarrel with him?" Xu Muzhe asked.

"Of course I do!" Anger appeared on Xie Yiyan's handsome face, "I have been fooled around by you, and you still think I will bless you? I can see it now, you two are simply a match made in heaven."

Xu Muchhe paused his painting and asked with doubtful eyes, "Don't you like Wen Baichen?"

Xie Yiyan suddenly became excited, "Only ghosts like him. Don't mention this in the future. I only like him because I'm crazy."

Xu Muchhe "..."

After Xie Yiyan calmed down, he couldn't help but look at Xu Muchhe and said with a strange expression, "Don't go too far. Wen Baichen is not a good boy. He is not as docile as he seems on the surface."

"I remember you said the same thing about me to Wen Baichen the day before yesterday." Xu Muchhe curled his lips and sneered, "I didn't expect you to like to gossip so much."

Xie Yiyan became depressed when he was told this.

Why does he care about Xu Muchhe?

Life or death, what does it have to do with him, Xie Yiyan.

It would be best for Wen Baichen and Xu Muchhe to finish it off together to save him from being upset.

Xie Yiyan pursed his lips and stopped talking.

Xu Muchhe finished the drawing quickly and took off the drawing paper and handed it to Xie Yiyan, "I may not be here tomorrow. Either let me transfer the remaining money to you, or you can wait until I come out."

Xie Yiyan took the painting without looking at it, "Can't I go to your house to paint?"

"No."

“The service is terrible.”

Xu Muchhe looked at the mobile phone he placed on the small box, and a hint of darkness flashed in his eyes.

"You help me look at things here while I go to the bathroom." Xu Muchhe said to Xie Yiyan.

Xie Yiyan pointed to himself in surprise, "You want me to work for you?"

"This is not a part-time job, it's just helping to look after things."

"But a guest is coming, what should I do?"

Xu Muchhe waved his hand perfunctorily, "Don't ask me about such a simple matter."

After saying that, he turned and left.

Xie Yiyan had no choice but to sit down again, guarding Xu Muchhe's things seriously.

When a customer came to ask, he could only smile and refuse, saying that the boss was out for a while.

After about ten minutes, Xie Yiyan couldn't sit still. He lowered his head and wanted to call Xu Muchhe, but found that he didn't have the other party's number at all.

Just when I didn't know what to do, my phone suddenly rang.

Xie Yiyan looked over and found that Xu Muchhe's cell phone had been left behind.

I cursed in my heart, "Xu Muchhe is an idiot", and then naturally helped to answer the phone.

"Mr. Xu, you haven't come to chat with me for a month. Can I ask what happened?"

Xie Yiyan frowned, took out his phone and looked at the screen. The words "Doctor Chen" were clearly written on it.

Putting the phone to his ear again, his tone was imperceptibly anxious, "Is Xu Muchhe sick?"