The ex broke up after the breakup

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Qi Ye carried the suitcase and walked towards the east aisle of the study. Song Mengyuan thought that the room in front of her was the room she wanted to live in, and then heard Qi Ye's voice: "This is the study room, and it is yours to use now."

Then, Qi Ye walked a few more steps, put down the suitcase at the second door, and said to her seriously: "This is my room." He also motioned her to go in and have a look.

"..."

are you not hungry?Continue to visit the room at this time?Where did this showy kid come from? !

Song Mengyuan can guarantee that when she was walking just now, she definitely heard Qi Ye's stomach growling from hunger.

She couldn't laugh or cry, and reluctantly went in to visit.

The space inside is about [-] square meters. A double bed of an Italian luxury brand is facing the floor-to-ceiling windows. Outside the window is a beautiful city night scene. There are two doors leading to the cloakroom and bathroom behind the big bed. It is a standard master bedroom package in a luxury house. design.

It only took Song Mengyuan 30 seconds to visit Qi Ye's master bedroom, and then he walked out the door. Qi Ye's footsteps, which were going to the back of the big bed, had to be turned temporarily.

Song Mengyuan took the opportunity to "pick up" his suitcase, came to the corridor, turned around and asked, "Chairman, where is my room?"

Qi Zhi signaled Song Mengyuan to put down the suitcase, then raised his hand, and pressed it on the frame of a huge painting between the two doors facing the master bedroom and the second bedroom in the corridor.

Do you still want me to appreciate the painting at this time?

Song Mengyuan looked at the unusually abstract huge picture with a face full of complaints, wondering how to remind Qi Ye to learn to read the occasion and time.

At this time, Qi Zhi pushed lightly, and the picture frame moved to one side, revealing a doorway, and the light was automatically turned on when the visitor was sensed inside.

Song Mengyuan was dumbfounded to see that there was actually a spacious cloakroom inside, with everything from clothes, jewelry, shoes, bags and so on.

Didn't Qi Ye tell her to look at the paintings?

Where does one of the two doors behind the master bedroom lead?

Hearing Song Mengyuan's question, Qi Ye looked at her expressionlessly: "You left in such a hurry just now, I didn't even have time to tell you."

The voice was flat, but Song Mengyuan was stunned to hear a trace of grievance.

"The one on the left leads to the bathroom, and the one on the right is the safe room, which is specially used to store confidential documents. Once many important things are brought home, they must be stored in the safe room when they are not in use."

Song Mengyuan was stunned.

"The security door is equipped with both electronic and mechanical locks. You will have to go back with me later to enter your fingerprints and irises and record the password."

Fingerprint (and iris) again? !

I'm tired, I don't want to type, I pack up and leave after a week.

Song Mengyuan refused with a face full of refusal.

Qi Zhi looked at her: "This is an order from your boss, and you must execute it as soon as possible, unless you can give a reasonable reason to refuse. In the future, if such a thing happens, one thousand will be deducted from your salary every time it happens."

Is this still a human being who actually resorts to the method of deducting money?By the way, capitalists are not human!

Song Mengyuan glared at Qi Ye: "You might as well fire me!"

Qi Ye slowly looked away and looked elsewhere: "Firing people so quickly will not have a good impact on the company."

You also know that the influence is not good?etc--

Song Mengyuan suddenly realized that what Qi Ye said was like saying that she would not fire her in a short time. How long was this "short time"?Is there a high chance that she won't be able to walk away in a week's time?

If that's the case, it's terrible.

Qi Ye entered the cloakroom, called Song Mengyuan in, and pointed to a cabinet: "This is my underwear, I change it every day."

Song Mengyuan absent-mindedly followed the usual way of rich people: "Do you want to throw away the replaced one?"

Qi Ye looked back at her: "No, you have to wash it, dry it, and put it back."

!!!

Song Mengyuan's fist hardened immediately, and he couldn't control his face for the second time since he was sensible, showing a more ferocious expression than last time: "What did you say?"

Qi Ye's eyelids twitched slightly, and he kept away from Song Mengyuan calmly, and walked out the door: "There is a special washing machine for underwear, it's in the laundry room behind the nanny's room, you can take a look when you have time."

Oh, and there is a dedicated washing machine for underwear.

Song Mengyuan's anger subsided a little, and then she thought angrily, that's unbearable!

Think about it, she has to go through Qi Ye's master bedroom, enter the bathroom, pick up the laundry basket, and then go to the laundry room in the nanny's room, take out the underwear and coat and throw them into different washing machines, and wait They are washed and dried, and then sent to the cloakroom for storage——

The fist couldn't help but harden again.

Song Mengyuan chased out of the cloakroom angrily, and heard Qi Zhi's voice coming from afar: "When you are on a business trip, you don't need to wash it, just throw it away."

"Chairman, since there is a washing machine, can't you just throw it in and clean it yourself?"

Qi Zhi stopped: "Do you think this is what the chairman should do? Then why should I hire you as special assistants?"

Song Mengyuan was suffocated and speechless.

Qi Zhi turned around again with the suitcase, walked back the same way, passed through the remodeled study hall, and came to the door of another room: "This is your bedroom. The room behind is the nanny's room you are thinking about."

Song Mengyuan couldn't help but glanced at Qi Ye subtly. It seemed that not only had she changed her whole person now, but she also had a habit of holding grudges, and she must seize the opportunity to fight back.

What happened to her all these years, so she looks so crooked?

Qi Ye pushed open the door: "Song Tezhu, why don't you come in?"

Song Mengyuan passed by, her breath suddenly stopped, and there was a small open cloakroom in front of her.

She looked to the left in confusion, and found a carved and openwork screen, behind which was the bedroom.

The size and layout of the bedroom are very similar to Qi Zhi's. There is a double bed and a chaise longue, both facing the large French windows facing the south.

This mansion is actually a configuration of two master bedrooms.

As for?

Live in such a nice house for a special assistant?

Song Mengyuan suddenly had a huge question in his heart.

At this time, Qi Zhi's stomach was growling again, and she said to Song Mengyuan: "Put down your luggage first, go to the kitchen to get something to eat, and we will have dinner together."

Song Mengyuan stared at the suitcase in Qi Ye's hand speechlessly, and smiled: "Thank you, Chairman, for bringing the suitcase here for me."

Without blinking, Qi Ye naturally put down the suitcase in the middle of the cloakroom.

Song Mengyuan asked tentatively: "It's a little late now, I think this kind of residence usually has a star hotel order service, or the chef comes to the door..."

"I'm tired of eating those, you'd better make something casual." Qi Ye walked out of the bedroom quickly before listening to her finish, "Hurry up."

Song Mengyuan was silent, thinking that Qi Ye's reaction could have multiple explanations.

Forget it, she didn't dare to think about it.

Song Mengyuan changed into casual clothes that were convenient for work, and went downstairs to the kitchen.

Then she saw Qi Ye, who had taken the first step, didn't even change his clothes, sitting on the side of the island in a regular manner, staring in a daze at the open western-style kitchen.

Song Mengyuan glanced at her speechlessly, entered the western-style kitchen, and took out the ingredients from the refrigerator one by one.

In just over 10 minutes, Song Mengyuan had prepared two plates of pasta, steamed a plate of enoki mushrooms with garlic, and started frying the steak.

She had just finished dispensing the butter and was about to pick up the well-seasoned raw steak, but she found Qi Zhi leaning against the edge of the cooking table, eating with relish a plate of pasta in his left hand, and shoveling enoki mushrooms into his mouth with his right hand deliver.

Song Mengyuan: "..."

She only hated that she didn't have a kitchen knife in her hand at this time, so that she could chop it hard on the cutting board.

Qi Ye noticed Song Mengyuan's murderous gaze, and as if nothing had happened, he picked up a handful of Flammulina velutipes, put them on the pasta, and swallowed everything in his mouth in a very "educated" manner before speaking.

"Song Tezhu's cooking is really good, I like it."

Then you add money!

Qi Ye didn't seem to understand Song Mengyuan's eyes: "Hurry up and fry the steak."

Ok.

Song Mengyuan indifferently fried the steak until it was half-done, turned off the heat, placed the plate, poured the sauce, took out the chopsticks, and ate the freshly baked steak.

Qi Ye's hand that was about to pick up the steak paused in the air, and then slowly retracted it.

She looked down at her plate of pasta with one-third left, and the enoki mushroom with garlic with one-half left on the cooking table, and suddenly felt that it was not fragrant.

Song Mengyuan eats very well, even if he chomps down on steak, it still feels pleasing to the eye.

Seeing her white teeth bite off the tender and juicy beef neatly, her lips were stained with oil, her cheeks were puffed up, chewing the beef cheerfully, Qi Zhi felt even hungrier.

She found that although Song Mengyuan was biting the steak with big mouthfuls, he chewed it very thinly. He basically had to chew twenty or thirty times before swallowing it. In this way, it was likely that after more than ten minutes, she still couldn't wait for Song Mengyuan to cook another steak. .

She can't wait any longer.

"Song Special Assistant, what about me?"

Song Mengyuan looked at Qi Zhi and showed a smile: "I'm sorry, Chairman, I'm hungry, I'll eat something to fill my stomach first."

Qi Zhi: "..."

Generally, shouldn't the boss eat first?

But she did eat first just now, and this reason cannot be established.

Qi Ye looked at the cold pasta in his hand, and urged him from another angle: "Tezhu Song, I'm waiting for the steak, please make it quickly. Otherwise——"

Even though Song Mengyuan's eyes were once again showing a fierce look, she still insisted on finishing her sentence: "Deduct the money."

"Still the same, deduct one thousand?"

"……Correct."

Song Mengyuan gave Qi Ye a sidelong glance, put down the half-eaten steak, turned on the fire angrily, poured butter, and fried the second steak.

While frying, she said: "Chairman, this place is small, and it is not convenient for me to work here. If you want to eat in a hurry, you can take out the prepared portion and eat outside. There is a lot of oily smoke here, be careful to choke you." !"

Qi Ye glanced at the fifteen-square-meter western-style kitchen, as well as the range hood that was operating very successfully, and finally went out honestly with two plates of pasta and garlic enoki mushrooms.

After the meal, Song Mengyuan saw that Qi Ye was sitting there like an old man throwing his hands away, and he didn't intend to help deliver the dishes at all, so he got angry from it.

No matter how big a baby he was, Qi Ye knew how to help out, but now he's backed away.

How has she been all these years—

Wait, stop, why does she want to know what happened to Qi Ye in the past six years?This has nothing to do with her.

Song Mengyuan warned himself to maintain a normal mind.

The next step is to pack the things for the business trip. Song Mengyuan has already inquired with Pei Yuting clearly, knowing that the return time is uncertain, so she packed the luggage according to the amount of a week, and then sent the suitcases of both of them to the living room, and took them away when they went out tomorrow morning.

Back on the second floor, Song Mengyuan really wanted to ignore Qiye's study and go straight to his room.

But the place was too messy, which made her unbearable, and the spirit of cleaning was ready to move, but Qi Ye, who was stuck behind the desk, made her flinch.

So Song Mengyuan still walked to his room.

Qi Ye looked straight at Song Mengyuan, and finally said, "Song Tezhu, come here."