The Villainess Female Supporting Character with a Bun

Cheng Huan was almost stunned by his show of tricks. When he came to his senses, he was already upstairs.

Compared with downstairs, the number of rooms in Jiang Mingyuan's place is slightly smaller, which means that each room has a larger area. Even the toy room prepared for Xingxing has nearly 40 square meters.

There were many toys prepared in the toy room, all of which looked like Xingxing had never seen before. The little guy couldn't walk when he saw these and had to stay and play. So for the rest of the visit, only Jiang Mingyuan and Cheng Huan were left. Individual participation.

The three-story apartments were connected by stairs. There were only two or three rooms on each floor. Jiang Mingyuan took the key and handed it to her every time he introduced one to her. He walked all the way to the top floor, ignoring the rooms at the entrance of the stairs. He walked a bit and started the introduction from the right side.

This is the gym. It has all the equipment you need. You can come over and try it out when you have time. This room is the study room, which is usually used more often. He opened the door to the study room and let Cheng Huan in for a visit.

Like other rooms, the study room is not small. The three walls are made into book walls, filled with various books and labeled for classification. Unlike Cheng Huan's imagination, there are no economic books here. There aren't many, but there are quite a few books on the humanities and social sciences, and even quite a few novels, either in Chinese or original, neatly stacked.

Do you still read these books? Cheng Huan walked to the book wall on the right, pointed at the pile of novels and asked with some surprise. These novels are not classics, but the most common online novels, which are the favorites of primary and middle school students. .

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I'm quite busy and don't have much time to read. Jiang Mingyuan coughed lightly and turned around to explain to himself: These are prepared by the assistant.

Probably because he felt that it was a bit silly to have a big study room at home and put a lot of books but not read them. After Jiang Mingyuan said this, he added: Besides this part, there are also many other books to read.

He walked towards one of the walls and said to Cheng Huan: I have read most of these books. If you are interested, I can recommend them to you. Some of them are good.

The place he pointed to contained mostly economic and political books, which was the room that best suited his temperament. However, Cheng Huan had no interest in these things. He even got a headache when he saw the name, so he shook his head and refused without hesitation: Forget it, I don't really like seeing this.

Okay. Jiang Mingyuan nodded and said to her: You can't believe everything in the book. It still depends on experience. If you need anything in the future, just ask me directly.

Cheng Huan was a little confused: What do I ask you?

She is a self-employed person who has just opened a restaurant, so she probably doesn't need this complex knowledge that sounds advanced...

Managing a chain restaurant is not much different from managing a business. I should be able to provide some experience if needed in the future. Jiang Mingyuan said it as a matter of course, as if opening a chain restaurant was a particularly simple matter.

Cheng Huan had never thought about this. Before this, her business planning was just how to come up with new dishes, how to organize activities to attract customers, etc. She desperately thought about building a reputation and finding a prosperous area to open one or two stores. Just a branch.

I, maybe not. She was a little unsure. The chain restaurants in her memory were all about fast food, so it was not convenient for her to do this.

Jiang Mingyuan was surprised: Why do you think you can't do it?

My... is neither convenient nor too distinctive. She frowned and said: It's not easy to become famous. Then there won't be many people joining. Even if they join, I can't guarantee that they will taste the same as mine. Same thing, if it doesn’t taste good, won’t the signboard be destroyed?”

What if it's a direct operation?

Direct sales...I have no money.

Jiang Mingyuan paused and said, Take your time, don't rush.

He didn't say that he had money to lend her, which made Cheng Huan breathe a sigh of relief. She smiled and walked over: Let's go and see other rooms.

Jiang Mingyuan: ...Okay.

There are three rooms on the top floor, a gym, a study room, and a room near the stairs. Cheng Huan was a little confused by what Jiang Mingyuan said. When he walked to the door, he suddenly realized that he had forgotten something.

The house where Jiang Mingyuan lives has three floors. I have visited all the other rooms. Except for one guest room, there are no other bedrooms. The nature of this room cannot be more obvious!

Cheng Huan secretly scolded him for being stupid, and was busy changing the subject and forgot about it!

Sure enough, standing outside the door, Jiang Mingyuan paused for a moment and said with some embarrassment: I can't give you the key to this room for the time being.

It's okay, it's okay. Cheng Huan breathed a sigh of relief and waved his hands quickly: Then let's go back...

You can watch it if you want.

No, no, no, let's go back. Cheng Huan smiled awkwardly: I'm not worried about Xingxing being alone down there.

That's fine. Jiang Mingyuan nodded: Then let's go down.

Although he was making excuses, Cheng Huan was really worried about Xingxing. He was afraid that something would happen to him alone. He was pretending to be something. Cheng Huan hurriedly went downstairs. When he went downstairs, he saw that Xingxing was still in his sea of ​​toys. What evening.

Cheng Huan felt relieved after making sure that nothing happened to her. She handed the stars to Jiang Mingyuan and asked to go back, saying that the house had not been tidied up yet.

Do you need my help?

No, there are only clothes left, so you can't help. Cheng Huan said, and then remembered that there was a change of clothes belonging to Jiang Mingyuan in the suitcase: I'll bring those clothes to you later. , you don’t need it anyway.”

Jiang Mingyuan paused for a moment, nodded and said yes.

Arranging clothes is actually a very time-consuming task. By the time everything is done, it is already getting dark, the room is dark, and the stars are not at home. The house was empty and quiet. Cheng Huan was nestling on the sofa with his hands in his pockets, rarely tasting the feeling of loneliness.

Ever since she came back from time travel, she has been focusing on making money and the stars. Now she doesn't have to think about either, just letting her mind go. To be honest, it's quite comfortable. She wants to continue being decadent like this.

However, in fact, this was impossible. She was born to be a hard worker, and after a while, she thought about cooking. Even if she told herself that Jiang Mingyuan would not let her child go hungry, she could not suppress this thought.

Cheng Huan sighed, stood up, took his hand out of his pocket, and walked to the refrigerator to see what he wanted to do.

The refrigerator was filled with a lot of things. Jiang Mingyuan said that they were purchased by the property management. This apartment has a group of owners. Residents can inform the property management of what they need, and someone will deliver fresh things the next day.

Cheng Huan had never lived in such a high-end house, and he sounded very amazed. However, when he heard about the property fees and rent here, he put all his surprise back.

The charges are so expensive and it makes no sense not to provide better service.

Most of the things in the refrigerator are dry goods or grains, plus milk and fruits, but no vegetables or meat.

Cheng Huan took the carton of milk and pulled out a bag of cereal from it. He considered whether to use milk to make cereal or use walnuts to cook millet porridge.

She was quite torn and felt that both options were feasible. Before she could decide, there was a knock on the door.

For the sake of safety, although the elevator card has determined the permissions, the location of the entrance elevator is actually outside the entrance, separated from the room by a door, and entry and exit still require the consent of the owner.

On the first day she moved here, the person who knocked on the door was either Jiang Mingyuan or Xingxing.

Cheng Huan put down the milk in his hand, stood up and opened the door. The door opened. Outside, the father and son were dressed neatly. After a closer look, they turned out to be father and son costumes!

Mom, look at my clothes! Xingxing started yelling as soon as he saw her, pulling the little monkey on his coat to show her: Isn't it very beautiful?!

This coat is short, somewhat fluffy, and overall black. There is only a small monkey tattooed on the left chest and arm. The monkey's head is on the shoulder, its legs are on the wall, and its tail is slightly raised to block the ears. It looks like it is lying on its side. Generally speaking, it looks lively and childlike in person, so it is very suitable for children.

But what's suitable for children may not necessarily be suitable for adults. Cheng Huan looked at the enlarged monkey on Jiang Mingyuan's coat that was deliberately cute and didn't know what to say.

The man stood behind the stars, holding a bag in his hand. Wearing a coat that didn't match his style, the indigo tie underneath could be seen through the collar. His face was stiff, and his whole person exuded an aura of repulsion.

Cheng Huan was a little amused: Where did you get these clothes?

He bought it. Jiang Mingyuan pointed to the stars with a helpless expression. He walked in the door and handed over the paper bag in his hand: There's one more for you.

I bought this! Xingxing came over and grabbed her clothes, pushed her to the sofa, took out the clothes from the bag, and gestured on her body: Mom, you should wear this too.

Cheng Huan was pressed on the sofa by him. This position was not suitable for exerting force, and she was unable to struggle out for a while.

Xingxing has finished making gestures, and the next step is to take off her coat. His movements are not light and it still hurts a little when he pokes the flesh of her collar.

You go down, I'll do it myself. She held her breath, grabbed her clothes and chased him away.

Mom, hurry up and change your clothes and go eat. The little guy licked his lips with a look of longing on his face: Dad said he was going to eat a particularly delicious steak today.

This dress is really stupid. It doesn't fit Cheng Huan's aesthetics at all. It looks like she would have gained ten pounds if she put it on! It's okay to dress at home, but it's hard for Cheng Huan to accept going out to eat.

She straightened up and tried to reason with Xingxing, but the little guy didn't listen at all, and kept urging her to go faster. Cheng Huan looked at Jiang Mingyuan again. The man only gave her a helpless smile, and he seemed to be looking forward to it. .

Cheng Huan was isolated and helpless, and finally went out wearing this particularly ugly coat. He looked stinky and said nothing the whole way. When he got to the place where he was eating, he asked with some complaint: Why did you remember to take him shopping for clothes?

Just take him out for a walk if you have some free time. Jiang Mingyuan locked the car and turned around and said, Didn't I tell you?

I know. Cheng Huan walked behind Jiang Mingyuan, trying to block himself with his back, and whispered: Don't let him buy clothes next time, he has poor taste.

The person in front pulled his son, chuckled, and said, We don't know how to buy clothes. Next time you can come out together to help with reference.

Cheng Huan thought for a while: ...That's okay, your clothes are too old-fashioned.

Jiang Ming Yuanding's restaurant is a high-end Western restaurant. Dining is all by reservation, eliminating queues.

The waiter probably had an impression of him, so he didn't ask anything when he saw it, so he took them to a seat. This place was in a corner, with good privacy and a wide view. Jiang Mingyuan took the decision and ordered the food for the three of them. While waiting for the food to be served, , several people were talking to each other.

As we were chatting, a sudden exclamation came from next to us: Mingyuan?