The Idol Group Pet Became a Final Boss!

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The next day.

At around ten o'clock in the morning, Xiangyi received a call from his agent Anan.

He asked anxiously: "My dear, have you gotten up?"

She was very angry before getting up. If she accidentally disturbed her, she would be scolded bloody.

I turned on the hands-free, put the phone on the flower stand, and used garden shears to trim off a few failed daisies.

"Huh? What's the matter?" Her biological clock is accurate, no matter where she is, she gets up at seven on time, unless it rains or snows.

Anan breathed a sigh of relief, with a flattering tone: "Hey, do you want to think about the variety show last time? After all, you don't have any other announcements, and you are idle..."

Appropriately thought for a while: "You come to my house, let's talk in person, and I will send you the address."

Hanging up the phone, Anan is still a little bit puzzled. Didn't he live in an apartment rented by the company? Is it moving?

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after an hour.

Anan looked at the magnificent black wrought iron gate, his eyes widened.

There is a Roman-style fountain in front of the European-style villa, the garden...oh no, it should be called a manor, everywhere is planted with flowers, the rose blooms best in this season at the end of spring, a cursory glance, at least dozens There are all kinds of shrubs and climbing vines.

From now on, it is spreading endlessly... vegetable field.

Farther away, there seems to be a farm.

The door opened automatically. Not far away, Xiangyi, wearing a white cotton skirt and light-colored straw hat, waved at him, carrying a hand-woven rattan basket with freshly picked fruits and vegetables.

Anan was worried, and trot to Xiangyi's side, staring at her: "My dear, are you locked up here? Just like in the novel, the overbearing president locks you here. You are not allowed to go anywhere. Can be his little canary..."

It is suitable to laugh or cry: "Don't worry, our country has a complete set of criminal laws. This is the house my mother left for me. No one restricts my personal freedom."

Anan breathed a sigh of relief and curiously asked, "Why are there so many vegetable plots? The terrain here doesn't look like cultivated land."

He has heard a little about the suitable family situation and heard that he is a rich man, so he is not too surprised.

"Oh, it was originally a golf course, but it was remodeled."

Anan:? ? ?

He wondered in a daze, is the life of a rich person so simple and unpretentious...

"It's time to order. Yesterday there was a small pot of rice left. Can I eat egg fried rice?" Xiang Yi asked, turning his head.

Anan: "Ah? Do you have a nanny? I can't cook..."

He subconsciously thinks that it is not suitable.

"I will."

"...I'm so good, it's awesome!" Anan exaggerated his conscience. As a manager of the rainbow fart king, he said that his artist is a professional accomplishment.

"Oh, dear, you haven't shown your face for a long time, or you can start a live broadcast for cooking."

Dark cooking is dark cooking, just like black and red are also red.

Anan comforted herself with a optimistic spirit, thinking that if something suitable for a while is unpalatable, he will take a bite like death!