Quick Transmigration: The Host is Soft and Sweet

Lu Shaoqian raised his eyebrows slightly.

After a pause, he faintly curled his lips and nodded: "Well, it's amazing."

Her standard level is almost on par with his.

For the good side, he will not hesitate to praise.

The girl's eyes flashed brightly, and there was a hint of expectation.

"Then, Mr. Lu, are you short of bodyguards?"

She clenched a small fan fist with a serious face, "I am confident that I will be qualified for the position of bodyguard."

As soon as he said this, the surroundings were quiet.

Ya Ya almost fell in Xiang Xing's mind.

Can't help howling: [Little ancestor! Have you forgotten Lu Shaoqian's personality again! ]

Before founding Anhe Group, Lu Shaoqian had served in a certain special, species, composition, war, department, team...

It's too unrealistic to be his bodyguard, maybe one person can top ten bodyguards!

Ya Ya suddenly felt that his little duck heart was going to be broken...

"Well, you can."

"..."

As soon as he said this, everyone around him looked at his young master like a ghost.

What…?

When did the young master miss a bodyguard!

Even Xiang Xing was shocked by the man's unhesitating answer.

Blinked blindly and looked at him with soft eyes.

She thought that he had to ask at least a few more interview questions.

"However, I have a condition."

Lu Shaoqian endured the feeling of wanting to stretch out his hand and rubbed the little stunned head in front of him, to restore his integrity.

"Your bodyguard's salary must first be used to pay Su Qingzhe's paid leave during his hospitalization."

…what?

Xiang Xing stayed for a while.

Fearing that she wouldn't understand, Lu Shaoqian smiled and continued to add, "You injured my general manager, don't you plan to make up for the company's operational losses these days?"

Oh…

Xiang Xing suddenly realized and nodded.

It seems to make sense.

Anyway, she just wants to stay here.

It doesn't seem to be that important whether there is salary or not.

Ok.

"Well, if you agree, come in for breakfast."

Lu Shaoqian glanced at the girl, then turned and walked back into the room.

…

On the table.

Lu Shaoqian, no, including Uncle Zhou and the surrounding servants, they all silently looked at the girl who was looking down and tampering with the dinner plate.

Surprised.

After she layed the toast omelette neatly, she took a small knife and gestured on it a few times.

After that, he carefully cut the toast egg into 16 small squares.

He closed his eyes in awe, and after praying for something, he ate it in small bites and chewed carefully to taste the taste.

Uncle Zhou and others looked dumbfounded.

It’s just an ordinary toast omelette, and she has a precious sense of sacredness...

Everyone looked at Lu Shaoqian subconsciously.

However, I saw my young master staring at her with stunned eyes.

The hands holding the knife and fork trembled slightly.

This kind of her reminded him inexplicably of that snowy night five years ago.

Lu Shaoqian's eyes were in a trance.

Has this slender and weak girl experienced that too?

Thinking of this, the man regained his thoughts, and the corners of his lips lightly twitched.

He really became more and more interested in her past.

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After breakfast, Xiang Xing was thrown into his off-road vehicle by Lu Shaoqian.

"This weekend, I'm not going to work, let's go shopping."

Seeing her blank gaze, Lu Shaoqian smiled and started the engine.

"Uncle Zhou will prepare your daily necessities for you, but you have to pick your own clothes and the like."

He paused, turned his face sideways, and raised his eyebrows at her slightly, "After all, Uncle Zhou's aesthetic is not good."