The chief forced marriage to seize love

Chapter 30 Stay here, as compensation for being hurt by you last night
Yan Nian entered the room obediently, and came out a few minutes later, still feeling uneasy. When he went downstairs, he saw Lin Munnian sitting at the dining table, looking down at the financial newspaper seriously. The casual pullover made his face look like a crown jewel, like A young boy in his youth.

The housekeeping aunt was bringing breakfast to the table, and when she saw her come down, she respectfully reminded Lin Munian, "Master, that young lady has come down."

Hearing this, Lin Munian looked up from the newspaper, glanced at the satchel on Yan Nian's shoulder, and said calmly, "Come over for dinner."

Yan Nian was ready to go, thinking about finding an excuse to slip away. Since he had hired the housekeeper, he didn't ask her to clean up her "bad things". There was room for negotiation, but she sat down obediently and took the chopsticks from her aunt, "Thank you."

The porridge and side dishes were very appetizing to Yan Nian, and he couldn't help but compliment Auntie a few times. The two women's conversations broke apart without any intention of ending.

Lin Munian said something out of the blue with the vegetables in his hand, "Don't eat or sleep, don't talk, make noise!"

Auntie hid in the kitchen despondently, Yan Nian bit his chopsticks and stared at him, Lin Munian looked back, and immediately shrank his head like a turtle and drank the porridge.

Lin Munian drank the porridge, the corners of his lips curled up undetectably, and his mood, which had been depressed all night yesterday, also improved.He said, "Come out with me in the afternoon."

"Where are you going?" Yan Nian asked timidly, not daring to refuse directly, but today is her weekend, damn it!
Lin Munian looked at her from the tip of his eyes, "Act with me."

"acting?"

Lin Munian was still flipping through the newspaper, and had no intention of explaining, so he responded with a prudent response, "Yeah."

"Then can I..."

As soon as Yan Nian spoke again, Lin Munian immediately stopped him. He finally put away the newspaper, threw it on the table, and said firmly, "Stay here as compensation for being hurt by you last night."

This breakfast was really unpleasant, Yan Nian hurriedly put down his chopsticks, and frowned in protest, "Am I going to sit at your house in a daze all morning?"

"Too busy?" Lin Munnian got up, moved to the sofa in the living room, and watched TV leisurely with his legs crossed, and said, "Then go upstairs and tidy up the room. Since you have the ability to mess around, you naturally have the ability to clean up."

Yan Nian followed closely behind, and quickly explained, "I've already cleaned the toilet when I was washing, only the clothes...Didn't you say..."

She subconsciously pursed her lips, and lowered her head knowing she was wrong.

She recognized the brand on Lin Munian's clothes. It was made by a famous Chinese teacher. He doesn't worship foreigners, but she also disagrees with his attitude of squandering money.Picking up a shirt casually can be worth a few months of her wages. If she can't be washed, it can only be sent to dry cleaning. The clothes in the whole fitting room are almost all thrown on the ground by her. How much did it cost her to dry clean?

Yan Nian couldn't imagine that she had to withdraw a few digits of money from her bank card to be enough.It is estimated that the dry cleaning fee for her laundry will not be so much in her whole life, right?
Sure enough, the poor and the rich cannot understand each other.The difference of a word of money tears the distance between people's hearts.

Damn money!
Lin Munian raised the corners of his lips, and a "chi" smile overflowed from his throat, with a hint of imperceptible pampering, "Are you sure you're wrong?"

"I'm sorry, Boss Lin." Yan Nian's face collapsed, and he sighed in a low voice, resigned to his fate, thinking that it would be impossible to go home easily today.

(End of this chapter)