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As soon as he entered the kitchen, Han Jiayuan held his stomach and had a hard time holding back his laughter: "Mianmian, you..."
If Han Xu was compared to a tiger, only Jiang Mian would dare to be so wanton in front of Han Xu.
Jiang Mian wanted to laugh when she thought of her wealthy father's confused look, but she had to pretend. She coughed and said, "Uncle Yuan, don't think too much. I'm doing this for my father's good."
"Yes, yes, yes." Han Jiayuan suppressed himself into being a fool.
There are two chefs in the kitchen, specially hired by Han Xu, who combine Chinese and Western styles.
One knows all kinds of Western meals, and the other knows all kinds of Chinese cuisine.
They are all masters in the kitchen.
Jiang Mian and Han Xu did not eat formally before, but only ate something to fill their stomachs. Although it was very late, the two chefs still stayed in the kitchen dutifully and followed the boss's arrangements.
-Whatever the boss wants to eat, they have to make it as quickly as possible.
At this moment, the two of them looked at Jiang Mian and Han Jiayuan blankly. One was holding a spatula and the other was holding a knife, motionless.
Jiang Mian: "..."
Finally, Jiang Mian ordered a Western-style steak and a Chinese-style Yangchun noodles.
Jiang Mian did not return to the reception area for the time being, but went to other parts of the plane with Han Jiayuan to watch.
After the chef brought the prepared steak and Yangchun noodles to the restaurant, Jiang Mian returned to the reception area to find his wealthy father.
But he saw the wealthy father lying on the sofa with his upper body naked and already asleep. Xingran used professional fingering techniques to massage him meticulously.
He was very serious, with beads of sweat breaking out on his forehead, and there was some essential oil on the small coffee table next to him.
"Miss." Seeing Jiang Mian, Xingran straightened up, his eyes filled with smiles, like stars in the sky.
It has to be said that as the top star in heaven and earth, Xing Ran’s looks instantly surpass many young talents in the entertainment industry.
Even compared with the actor's father, he is not much inferior.
"Mr. Han is too tired." Xingran explained the reason why Han Xu fell asleep. At first Han Xu refused, but since the lady asked him to massage Mr. Han, he naturally had to comply.
He knew how to speak so as not to offend anyone, and he managed to get Han Xu to agree to the massage in just a few words.
Although Han Xu takes time to exercise every day, his work intensity is high.
As the heir to the Han family, Han Xu can naturally quit and hire capable people to do it for him. If there is anything he needs to make a decision, just notify him and let him sign.
But in such a large family business, if you are really the boss, you don't even know where there is any flaw.
Han Xu did not allow the Han family to have problems in his hands, as he still had to earn money for his precious daughter.
Xingran's techniques were professionally trained to relax his body and mind, relieve his fatigue, and fall asleep naturally under the comfort.
Jiang Mian felt heartbroken when she saw her wealthy father sleeping. She found a blanket and tried to cover him with it, but as soon as the blanket was put on him, his father woke up.
"Mianmian." Han Xu sat up, still a little unbelievable, "I actually fell asleep."
He cast suspicious eyes on Xingran next to him. What magic power did this kid use? He was obviously not tired!
Xing Ran's eyes look at his nose and his heart without making a sound.
"Dad, dinner is ready. Let's go eat." Jiang Mian handed him his wealthy father's shirt.
The wealthy father put on his clothes, stretched out his body, and finally said to Xing Ran, "It's not bad."
I completely forgot that I was doubtful just a minute ago.
The father and daughter had a simple warm dinner (late night snack). After eating, Han Jiayuan seemed to have received some news that needed to be dealt with by the wealthy father, so Jiang Mian did not disturb Han Xu again.
After saying good night to her wealthy father Xu, she returned to the bedroom.
While they were eating, Xingran and Han Jiayuan both retreated, and Jiang Mian didn't see Xingran after that.
As soon as he entered the bedroom, he saw Xingran, who had changed into plain pajamas, come out of the bathroom. He exuded the refreshing fragrance of flowers and said to Jiang Mian: "Miss, the water has been put and the clothes are ready. You can Just took a bath."
Jiang Mian entered the bathroom and was immediately hit by the strong fragrance of flowers - the bathtub was filled with rose petals, and a bottle of incense extracted from roses was placed on the shelf.
Xing Ran explained: "I extracted the aroma myself and brought it here to help me fall asleep."
Jiang Mian said oh, everyone was so well prepared, it wouldn't be a bad idea if she didn't take a dip.
Xing Ran withdrew, and after Jiang Mian soaked in the bathtub, he gently knocked on the door and said in a gentle voice, "Miss, do you want me to massage you?"
"..." Jiang Mian said, "No, you can go and rest by yourself."
After receiving such a reply, Xingran's eyes flashed with disappointment, he stopped making any sound and just stood silently at the door.
Jiang Mian came out from the bath and found that he was still in the bedroom. He frowned: "Didn't I tell you to go and rest?"
Xingran smiled and said: "Miss, I was ordered by Mr. Han to serve you. To put it bluntly, I am your servant these two days. How can I go back to my room to rest when you haven't fallen asleep yet."
"Okay, I've almost tidied up here. You can go back to your room."
Xing Ran still didn’t leave.
Jiang Mian raised his eyebrows and looked at Xingran's long legs. Could it be that the floor was holding his legs
"Miss, I don't have a room." Xingran had no choice but to tell the truth.
He was appointed to serve Jiang Mian, and everything was controlled by Han Jiayuan.
Han Jiayuan sent his subordinates to pick up Xingran. After receiving Han Jiayuan's instructions, the other party sent him to a private plane and warned Xingran to abide by his duty.
Later, Xingran received another message, asking him to wait in Jiang Mian's room, so he entered Jiang Mian's bedroom as a matter of course.
Xingran entered the bedroom and looked at the surrounding environment. He didn't dare to move around, but standing motionless in the bedroom seemed a bit silly.
So he looked around the bedroom, then entered the bathroom, and found a dirty place. He had nothing to do anyway, so he took a towel and started cleaning it.
Then, he heard a sound outside, opened the bathroom door, and saw Jiang Mian.
So far, Xingran has not been assigned a room. Jiang Mian asked him to go back to his room, but he didn't know where to go.
He actually asked Han Jiayuan, and the latter gave him the answer: "I can't make the decision, I will follow the arrangements of the young lady."
Jiang Mian didn't expect this to happen. She thought Han Jiayuan had arranged it for Xingran. After thinking about it, she said casually: "You can stay in the room on my right."
Xingran nodded. He already had a room to return to and did not move his body. He looked at Jiang Mian and moved his fingers hanging by his side, but stopped talking.
Jiang Mian: "?"
Jiang frowned: "If you have anything to say, just say it."
Xingran stretched out a long and beautiful finger, pointed at the carpet, and said slowly: "Miss, actually I can sleep on the floor."
After he finished speaking, his heart beat a little faster, and his palms were sweating due to nervousness.
His starry eyes stared at Jiang Mian without blinking, with some kind of expectation shining in his eyes.
He didn't want to, and didn't dare to do anything. He just wanted to have a chance to get closer to her through this method.
Jiang Mian glanced at him.
Although she didn't understand the look in Xingran's eyes, it didn't prevent her from answering: "No, I can't sleep with strangers."
"Then I'll go back. Good night, miss." This answer was expected by Xingran. His expression did not change at all, and he left the bedroom happily this time.
But when he was about to close the door, he couldn't hold it back and asked Jiang Mian: "Miss, do you... still remember my name?"
What he asked was naturally not his stage name.
When he left the cruise ship last time, he accidentally told Jiang Mian his real name. Afterwards, he felt two regrets, but more of an indescribable joy.
This bit of joy made him feel a little warm in his heart—at least, Jiang Mian knew what his real name was.
It's only been half a month, but I don't know if Jiang Mian still remembers it.
He held his breath and waited for the girl's answer.
"Ran Xi." Jiang Mian didn't know why Xingran asked suddenly. She smiled and said, "Your name is very nice."
"Thank you, miss. Good night."
Xing Ran closed the door carefully, the corners of his mouth raised uncontrollably, he raised his hand, and slowly touched the position of his heart.
She remembered his real name.
"Did Mianmian sleep?" Han Jiayuan came over with a glass of milk in his hand, which Han Xu asked him to bring.
"Assistant Han." Xingran came back to his senses and shook his head, "No."
After a pause, he pointed to the next door: "Miss, let me stay in that room."
"Since it is Miss's wish, you just follow it." Han Jiayuan glanced at him, and Xingran stepped away knowingly and entered the next room.
Looking at his back, Han Jiayuan frowned as he remembered what he had just done facing Jiang Mian's bedroom door.
He knocked on the door: "Mianmian, it's me."
"Come in." Jiang Miangang was about to meditate, but had no choice but to return to his normal posture.
"Where's Dad, are you still busy?" Jiang Mian took the milk and drank it all in one gulp.
Han Jiayuan took back the empty cup and saw a white beard on Jiang Mian's lips. He couldn't help but want to laugh and handed Jiang Mian a tissue: "There are some things that need to be handled urgently by Mr. Han. After that, you can rest."
Jiang Mian touched his belly: "Did Dad drink?"
Han Jiayuan shook his head. How could Mr. Han drink milk before going to bed at night? He was not a child.
"Pour a glass for dad too, just say I asked him to drink it." The father and daughter drank together, and now they were in harmony.
Han Jiayuan suppressed a smile and agreed. He didn't stay long, told Jiang Mian to have a good rest and left the bedroom.
Returning to the study room on the plane, Han Xu was browsing the documents, his eyebrows furrowed, faintly angry.
Han Jiayuan hesitated for a few seconds and said, "Mr. Han, that Xingran..."
"Huh?" Han Xu looked up impatiently.
Hesitating, wages will be deducted!
Han Jiayuan looked stern and said quickly: "Xingran is a young man and not bad looking. What if Mianmian likes him?"
"If you like it, keep it for a long time." The wealthy father's answer was sonorous and powerful.
It's just a male model. Since the other party is obedient and coaxing, if his daughter likes it, he can just hire her, and it won't cost much.
Han Jiayuan: "..."
Oh, my Mr. Han, this "like" is not that "like".
He simply said it directly: "What I mean is, what if Mianmian likes him the same way she liked Gu Qiwen before."
Han Xu's expression immediately became more serious. After thinking about it, he said: "If this boy is honest enough, and if Mianmian really likes him, then we can even talk about love... No way!"
"This boy is not worthy of my Mian Mian." Han Xu reacted, "What you said makes sense. This boy is good-looking. I can't order him next time."
If his baby girl really fell in love with her, he wouldn't even have time to cry.
Han Xu held his chin and murmured to himself: "Next time, give Mianmian something better to look at."
Han Jiayuan's lips moved: Mr. Han, have you forgotten the purpose of bringing Mianmian to the palace banquet this time