The black-bellied baby is super domineering: Daddy, I want to return it

Chapter 79
An Baobao got up from the ground and saw the dignified butler who looked like a gentleman, standing in front of the luxurious Maserati car.

"Hi! Uncle Bonaparte." An Baobao responded and waved at Bonaparte, "What's the matter? I'm off work in an hour!"

An Baobao answered in proficient French. . .

Bonaparte responded loudly, "Miss Baby! The master asked me to come and pick you up! Bonaparte has already told the owner, and the owner promised to settle your wages in advance!"

"Oh!" Baby An replied regretfully, looking at the endless lavender field. . . .

Originally, she wanted to spend more time at the last moment to see the beautiful scenery that can only be seen in Provence, France. It seems that she has to bid farewell to this place an hour earlier.

After An Baobao finished packing, she walked towards the butler Bonaparte with strides.

Bonaparte smiled and watched An Baobao stepping closer to him.

"Why didn't father ask me to go back after I finished my work?" An Baobao whispered her dissatisfaction with her father.

"Master, this is an expression of concern for Miss Baby. He doesn't want you to be too tired." An Baobei could only snort, and she couldn't refute what Bonaparte said.

"Miss Baby." Bonaparte leaned slightly and said politely, "Please allow me to act out of line."

Bonaparte stretched out his hand and gently removed the leaves of grass that stuck to An Baobao's hair. The gentleman said, "I'm very sorry."

"No need..." An Baobei scratched her head. Although it had been several years, she was still incapable of accepting gentlemanly etiquette.

"By the way, Bonaparte, I'll go to collect my salary first, and thank you to the owner by the way, shall we go home again?"

"Okay, Miss Baby, please get in the car first." Bonaparte made a gesture of invitation.

An Baobao patted the dust off her body, and carefully sprinted into the luxurious and expensive carriage.

The car was driving slowly on the road, An Baobao looked at the large purple scene outside the window, and countless nostalgia burst out in his heart.

Finally... get out of here.

Villa in Eden Manor.

An Baobao stood at the door and looked at a typical western-style villa. The owner of the Garden of Eden was amiable, a very kind old man, and his salary was always the highest.

(End of this chapter)