After taking a bath, I will not touch Xiaobai.
Today is quite unusual.
He was actually looking for Xiaobai while wearing his pajamas.
“No,” Shen Jingnian denied, “I was just asking casually.”
Just asking?
Madam Shen suddenly felt that the answer was somewhat familiar, but she didn't think much of it and showed Shen Jingnian her freshly painted nail polish, "Jingnian, look, doesn't this color look good on Mom?"
"It looks good." Shen Jingnian nodded slightly.
"Does he look like he's 18?" Old Madam Shen then asked.
How many?
How many?
18 years old?!
Shen Jingnian parted his thin lips slightly, “Similar.”
"It would look even more like it if the numbers were reversed."
Numbers reversed?
81?
Enraged, Old Madam Shen grabbed a cushion and threw it at Shen Jingnian, yelling, "Do you even know how to coax a girl?!"
Shen Jingnian: "......"
Madam Shen then extended her other hand towards Chen Jingnian, "What about this color? Is this one nice?"
"nice."
Madam Shen rolled her eyes at him. "You deadbeat straight man, can't you say anything else besides 'looks good'? Not a single word you said is pleasing to the ear!"
That old lady is really hard to please.
She doesn't like hearing me say it's beautiful.
She still didn't like hearing that it wasn't good-looking.
Shen Jingnian: "My dad has a really good temper."
"What do you mean your father has a good temper? Do you think I have a bad temper?" Old Madam Shen looked at Shen Jingnian. "You brat, you just need to be disciplined!"
Shen Jingnian said calmly, "Then I'm afraid I'll have to disappoint you."
In this world.
He's always the one who trains others.
It's not up to anyone else to discipline him.
Old Madam Shen ignored him, gave a disdainful "tsk" and then continued applying nail polish.
After searching around without finding Xiaobai, Shen Jingnian stopped looking and went upstairs to rest.
My schedule has been very tight these past few days on this business trip.
so.
Shen Jingnian fell asleep almost as soon as his head hit the pillow.
I slept well all night.
Even my dreams are sweet.
At seven o'clock the next morning, Shen Jingnian woke up on time. Just as he was about to lift the covers and get out of bed, he sensed that something was wrong.
really.
After lifting the blanket, I saw a wet patch.
Shen Jingnian fell into deep thought.
Why again...?
Why did I dream about her again?
This time.
In my dream, she seemed even more alluring than before.
Is it possible to become addicted to having these kinds of dreams?
Why, why did I dream about her again?
Thinking of the scene in his dream, Shen Jingnian felt his whole body burning up and his mouth dry. He immediately went over and locked the door, then took the quilt to the bathroom, completing the whole action in one go.
Extremely skilled!
--
Today is the first morning that Jiang Ning and Grandpa Jiang have moved into Wancheng Villa.
It was still Grandpa Jiang who got up to make breakfast.
While drinking her milk, Jiang Ning said, "Grandpa, I'll ask two aunties to come back. Otherwise, you have to make breakfast and clean every morning, which is too hard for you."
"It's alright, it's alright, I'll just treat it as exercise." Grandpa Jiang looked at Jiang Ning and said very seriously, "Ningning, Grandpa still has plenty of energy. If you invite people back, having a few strangers in the house will only make Grandpa uncomfortable!"
Grandpa Jiang is really not used to having strangers in his home.
“Okay, Grandpa,” Jiang Ning put down her cup, “starting today, I will regularly hire people to come home and clean the house. I won’t let them live in the house. Otherwise, it’s too hard for you to do all the work in such a big house.”
"Alright then." Grandpa Jiang nodded, then asked, "By the way, Ningning, when will the property management work at Wancheng Villa be handed over?"
Wancheng Villa is a newly developed property.
The property management services were not perfect. To make it easier for Mr. Jiang to commute to and from work, Jiang Ning negotiated the deal after paying for the house, and they took over the property management of Wancheng Villa.
“The handover is complete,” Jiang Ning said with a smile. “Starting today, you no longer need to go to work at Dongge Garden.”
Donggeyuan is the neighborhood where they used to live.
"So fast!" Grandpa Jiang was very surprised.
"Yes," Jiang Ning continued, "You can just go to the property management center to register later."
"Ningning, you didn't tell them my identity, did you?" Grandpa Jiang asked.
This time, he didn't want to work in the community as a boss or manager.
Because only by being at the lowest level can you see the true management of a company.
The job of property management is to provide convenience and services to homeowners.
Only by providing excellent service can we make our company better, bigger, and stronger.
Since his granddaughter trusts him, he must do his best to supervise her and not let her down.
Jiang Ning shook her head. "You specifically told me not to tell, so of course I can't."
"That's good." Grandpa Jiang breathed a sigh of relief. "I'll go report for duty after I finish eating."
"OK."
After finishing the meal.
Mr. Jiang then went to the property management office to report for duty.
Since he didn't reveal his identity, everything went smoothly. After receiving the green fluorescent vest, Grandpa Jiang took his cleaning tools and went to clean up the trash.
--
Another day has passed in the blink of an eye.
Number 7.
Jiang Ning's birthday is coming up soon.
At 11 p.m., Yun Haotian sent Shen Jingnian another WeChat message: "Uncle, tomorrow is Father Jiang's birthday. Are you sure you don't want to send him a gift?"
Shen Jingnian sat in the driver's seat of the Cullinan, while in the passenger seat were designer handbags and a full set of lipsticks brought back from abroad.
There was also a bouquet of flowers.
There is still one hour until midnight.
Shen Jingnian picked up her phone and replied coldly: 【How many times do I have to say it? I never spend money on men who are not related to me by blood.】
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
