The rich man: Which little husband of mine

Feiyu continued his movements: "Do you have a diploma or something?"

"No, I haven't finished my studies. Generally, those who have completed their studies and performed well will be recommended for employment."

"You came out early, didn't you?"

The mountain cat nodded, feeling strange for some reason, as if the flying fish didn't care much either.

Feiyu couldn't help but ask, "So this is why you look so depressed?"

"......Is it obvious?"

"It's very obvious." Feiyu nodded solemnly at him several times: "But your case is not a big deal. Maybe after going in once, your state of mind will be different? But I think that in life, except for life and death, everything else is trivial. What's more, you are lucky now and met my sister~"

Shanmao couldn't help but turn around and look at Zhan Xinyue in the living room, then quickly turned around.

"But I'm not worthy of her at all."

"Pfft~ To be honest, who can be worthy of her? We are just trying our best to make ourselves worthy of her."

Feiyu shook his head.

Bobcat suddenly realized, yes, if we talk about worthy, who can be worthy?

He was just trying his best, and he seemed to have found the direction to work towards.

That is to try to be worthy of her.

Breakfast was ready quickly.

Zhan Xinyue looked at the rich breakfast on the table and said in a flattering tone: "You guys are really good. Are you showing off your culinary skills today?"

"Hehe, although I really want to say that I made them all, I have to admit that only the porridge was made by me, and the rest of the snacks were made by Bobcat."

"Really? So amazing?"

Zhan Xinyue quickly took a bite and said, "It's really good."

“I learned it there.”

Bobcat said softly.

Zhan Xinyue nodded: "Then you haven't been idle for the past two years. At least you have learned something."

"Um......"

It was that person who finished his breakfast, and Feiyu and Bobcat started washing the dishes again.

After finishing, Zhan Xinyue had already come down from upstairs with her makeup on.

"Sister, where are we going today?"

Feiyu finally didn't have to work today, so he was particularly happy.

Zhan Xinyue was dressed very casually, but it couldn't hide her noble temperament.

"Today the three of us will go to the auction venue."

"Wow! Great~" Feiyu Feiyu was very happy.

Flying fish like to go out for a stroll.

"So, I'll give you five minutes to go up and clean yourself up."

"Yes!" Feiyu performed a slave salute in a funny way. Shanmao was a little at a loss as he didn't bring any clothes suitable for formal occasions.

Zhan Xinyue knew of course: "You take him there."

"Yes, I promise to complete the mission."

Feiyu pulled Shanmao upstairs. Shanmao saw the huge cloakroom that Feiyu took him to. It was a full 200 square meters. For him, this was the largest cloakroom he had ever seen.

However, Feiyu turned to a small independent cloakroom on the left.

"These are all my clothes. The ones you saw just now are public, but they are all new. If you like any of them, you can take them to your own cloakroom. No one else can use them without your consent."

"But you don't have your own name yet, so you can only leave it with me for now."

Bobcat was shocked. He looked around and found that there were about six independent small cloakrooms, and only one was empty. That was to say, at least five male owners had been in this room.

Seeing that he was still in a daze, Feiyu pulled him back to the big cloakroom.

"I know this place looks gorgeous, but this is still my sister's home in Beijing. If you have the chance to go back to Shanghai with her and see my sister's manor, you will know that my sister's own cloakroom can occupy one floor. Note that the area of ​​my sister's first floor is about 200 square meters! This is still my rough estimate. Although I am not good at math, I feel that it is about the same."

The mountain cat's eyes darkened.

......

Five minutes later, Feiyu ran downstairs with a messy hair: "Sister, can I get my hair done? Today is a formal occasion..."

"Go ahead, you can put on some makeup."

"No need to put on makeup, I'm not very good at it~"

"Ah."

After Feiyu reported, he rushed up again.

An hour later.

Shanmao, wearing a well-fitting suit, followed Zhan Xinyue and Feiyu to the auction site.

He looked around nervously; everything here was too strange to him.

Zhan Xinyue patted Shanmao's shoulder gently, smiled and comforted him, "Don't be nervous, just think of it as a chance to broaden your horizons." Shanmao nodded, took a deep breath, and tried to calm himself down.

Zhan Xinyue was very low-key today and originally didn't want to come, but there was no choice. She had to come to the charity auction.

As soon as she entered, she saw many familiar faces, but they didn't dare to talk to Zhan Xinyue. They only dared to come forward and say hello when she passed by.

If it was Cui Zheming or Chen Shuzheng, or even Duan Nanjia who was here, they would dare to step forward and say a few words, but no one dared to say anything to Zhan Xinyue, for fear that if they offended her, there would be no way out.

But it's not completely empty.

At this time, people from the Bai family were also invited.

When he saw Zhan Xinyue, he immediately went over to her.

"Ms. Zhan, you are here too?!"

"Well, today is the order from above, so of course I have to come."

Mrs. Bai Qiao Luomei glanced at her side, a trace of displeasure flashed in her eyes: "Miss Zhan, our Nan Jia didn't come with you?"

"Nanjia should still be busy."

"Oh." Qiao Luomei rolled her eyes: "Actually, in this kind of situation, it would be a good idea to train Nan Jia well, what do you think, Miss Zhan?"

Zhan Xinyue looked at her, frowning slightly, with a hint of doubt in her eyes: "Boss Qiao, are you asking me to do something?"

At this sentence, Qiao Luomei panicked instantly and laughed out loud: "Look at you, you think too much, don't you? I..."

As Qiao Luomei was talking, she was about to hold Zhan Xinyue's arm, but Zhan Xinyue raised her hand to stop her and pushed her away.

By doing this, she undoubtedly embarrassed Qiao Luomei. At this time, many people around were looking at them and whispering.

Qiao Luomei felt embarrassed, but she didn't get angry. Instead, she continued to smile in a flattering way: "I forgot that Miss Zhan doesn't like physical contact. Haha~ I just speak my mind. Don't take it personally. I'm just worried that you and Nan Jia had a fight."

Zhan Xinyue smiled wryly: "Don't worry about my private life, Mr. Qiao. This is the last time."

"Yes, hehe."

"If Mr. Qiao finds something he likes, please tell me. It will be your birthday present this year."

"Hahaha, Miss Zhan, you are so polite. Hahaha, then I will respectfully obey your command."

Zhan Xinyue's method of giving a slap in the face and then a sweet date is quite effective.

After Qiao Luomei left, Feiyu leaned close to Zhan Xinyue and whispered, "Is this Nanjia's stepmother?"

"Ah."