Report to the CEO: Madame has escaped!

In the past, Chu Xiaomi would never believe that he would have a part-time job that day.

Her appearance is outstanding, and her grades are excellent. After graduation, she signed into the brokerage company that she always wanted to enter. However, the acting circle is not as bright as she imagined. No matter how hard she tries to fight for it, she can't bring those investors much faster than some actresses.

The most important thing in the performing arts circle is a good-looking actress with "dedication". Why should investors give her a little-known actress for nothing?

She will starve to death if she doesn't do any part-time job now!!

The next day, Chu Xiaomi arrived at the villa to be cleaned according to the address and was surprised.

The pure white European style building with high-rise design is surrounded by a lawn, surrounded by flowers that Chu Xiaomi can't name.

Even in the past, Chu Xiaomi had never seen such a luxurious villa.

Chu Xiaomi took a deep breath, raised his hand and rang the doorbell.

The middle-aged woman who looked like a housekeeper opened the door and found out that she was a part-time worker. However, she was very polite: "please help me clean the first floor. Our husband doesn't like to be disturbed, so we don't need to clean the second floor for the time being."

"OK." Chu Xiaomi nodded.

Chu millet went to the sundry room to take out the cleaning appliances and start cleaning up. Looking at the oversized area, the owner of the Tucao make complaints about the money, but she wants to give her wages immediately.

She was carefully wiping the dust from the famous calligraphers and paintings in her clothes when a slightly unhappy male voice came from behind her.

"Is it you?"

The voice

Chu Xiaomi turns around in disbelief. It's him!

Tang Yan was dressed in a white home sports suit. His forehead was soft and soft, and his displeased eyes were slightly bleary. His sharp edges and corners were softened a lot.

But no matter how soft it is, it can't change the fact that the man in front of him is a devil.

The owner of this villa turned out to be Tang Yan.

Can there be a more bloody coincidence?

Chu Xiaomi Yu Zu's turn, completely do not want to pay attention to the man behind, wipe the dust of the hand quickly a few minutes.

Tang Yan didn't sleep all night yesterday. He talked with a company in London across eight time zones. His biological clock, which was always on time, was broken.

When he woke up and saw the little woman cleaning downstairs, Tang Yan thought he was wrong.

Glancing at the dishcloth in Chu Xiaomi's hand, Tang Yan instantly understood what was going on. He picked up the corner of his mouth and looked at Chu Xiaomi with a smile: "what? Very short of money? "

Tang Yan didn't like the fact that there were too many servants in his house. There was no one else in the villa except the housekeeper and a few servants. He would hire hourly workers to clean the house at intervals.

I didn't expect that the familiar part-time worker's aunt turned into a little woman in front of her today.

"It has nothing to do with Tang." Chu Xiaomi said without being angry.

"Come to my house to clean up. How can it have nothing to do with me?" Tang Yan, half leaning against the handrail of the stairs, looked at Chu Xiaomi with great interest. "Since it's so short of money, it's better to do another part-time job. It's easier to earn more than a part-time job."

Although he knew that Tang Yan could not be so kind, Chu Xiaomi could not help but stop wiping the dust with his hands, and looked at the past like Tang Yan: "what part-time job?"

Chu Xiaomi's long chestnut hair was pulled behind her head, and a few strands of mischievous drooped down and fell between Chu Xiaomi's clavicles. Chu Xiaomi looked at her like that. Her face was covered with a thin layer of sweat, and her eyes were clean and clear like a wangquan.

Tang Yan looks at Chu Xiaomi, slightly in a trance, inexplicably wants to reach out and smooth the broken hair hanging between Chu Xiaomi's clavicles.

Although Tang Yan has seen more intelligent and beautiful women than Chu Xiaomi, Tang Yan himself does not know why his eyes always fall into the Wang Quan in Chu Xiaomi's eyes.

Some stiff don't open their eyes, Tang Yan is still joking: "how about staying here for a night? How much do you earn for a day as a part-time worker? Three hundred? Or hundreds? It's not as much as staying with me for one night, is it? "

Tang Yan was just saying this casually to amuse her, but when he finished, he suddenly remembered the picture of two people together that day. It seemed that the touch of her skin still remained in his palm

"You..." Chu Xiaomi's small face flushed red and glared at the man in front of him angrily, "I'm sorry, I'm not interested in being bitten by a dog for the second time. I use my own legal labor to make money, even if I earn less, it's not shameful, not to mention I feel at ease!"

Tang Yan's cold eyes narrowed dangerously: "what do you say?"

Being bitten by a dog for the second time? What does chuxiaomi think of him?

"I say the truth." Chu Xiaomi looked at the man in front of him without expression, "president Tang, not all women can be sold as goods, I have no interest in Tang Zong. What happened that night was just a misunderstanding. I really want to investigate it, and it should be me. I hope that Mr. Tang will not interfere with my work! "Tang Yan's eyes are colder. Does she know what she is talking about? Does she know how many women like her want to live with him, and she says that she should pursue him?

Tang Yan looked at Chu Xiaomi's unadorned disgust and said with a light sneer: "Miss Chu, you don't really think that I have any special ideas for you?"

Chu Xiaomi Leng Leng Leng, has not had time to answer, Tang Yan suddenly pace steps to her one step.

With his head lowered slightly, Tang Yan almost opened his mouth close to Chu Xiaomi's ear: "the woman who broke into my room to sleep with me that night, and now stands here and says such magnificent words, do you think I really have any interest?"

Chu Xiaomi Bai Nen's auricle was dyed a little scarlet by his warm breath, and his shoulder and neck under the auricle were also scalded.

Tang Yan slightly drooped his head, suddenly remembered that day when buried in Chu millet shoulder socket that kind of fragrance.