Ye Mi went back and started to sort out the things he bought in the kitchen, sorting them into different categories, putting them in the refrigerator and cupboards. When he looked up, he saw Qiao Yan sitting on the sofa watching TV. "These are for you, keep them safe." He then threw a convenient bag of things to him.
Qiao Yan put down the remote control and said, "What about mine?" He flipped through it casually and there was something wrong on his face. There were actually some underwear and other things.
"It's on sale. If you don't take advantage of a bargain, you're a fool. I bought it too. Can you see it?"
Qiao Yan didn't look at her, cleared his throat, and continued watching TV, but he took the bag upstairs in less than five minutes. Ye Mi smiled at his back, then suddenly remembered and quickly destroyed the bills and shopping receipts.
Qiao Yan didn't show up for the whole afternoon. Ye Mi cleaned the house inside and out, complaining as she went along. It was obvious that the hourly worker she hired was not honest. The dead corner behind the sofa was full of dust, so she cleaned it all out at once. After cleaning the first floor, she went to the second floor, first her own room, then the one next to it, which should also be a guest room. There was only one bed in it, and it looked like no one had lived there for a long time. When she came to Qiao Yan's door, she stopped, not knowing whether to go in.
She tiptoed to the study door, put her ear against it and listened for a while, but heard nothing. She leaned forward again, and the door suddenly opened from the inside. Qiao Yan was startled by the person in front of him, "What are you doing?" He stared at her.
Ye Mi smoothed the dust cap made of newspaper on her head, "It's okay, it's okay." She giggled and looked at Qiao Yan, "What's wrong?"
"fine!"
The smile on Ye Mi's face suddenly froze. Why are you coming out if there is nothing wrong? You came out just to grab my bag. "Actually, I just want to ask, do you want me to clean your room?" She waved the mop in her hand twice.
"I've paid you so much, and you still want to give me a piece of it?" As he said this, he walked around her, took a few steps and stopped. Turning back, he caught Ye Mi making a face at him. Qiao Yan frowned slightly, "Ye Mi, you don't have to clean the study room, I'll do it myself." After saying this, he turned around and went downstairs.
Ye Mi's mood had been very good, but suddenly it fell. She looked back at the door, and remembered that he had just come out and closed it behind him. She sighed softly in her heart, this was just the beginning, she comforted herself.
But this excuse seemed to have been used two years ago. It seemed that she had started using it a little longer because she had to go to college for two more years. Ye Mi shook her head fiercely and walked into Qiao Yan's bedroom with a mop in hand.
When she came out, she ran into Qiao Yan who was holding a cup of freshly brewed coffee. He just glanced at her and went towards the study.
"Too much coffee is not good. Besides, you can tell me when you are working and I can make it for you."
"Don't you know how to make coffee?" Qiao Yan stopped, turned around, and looked at her in surprise. He remembered that the first time he brought Ye Mi home, she was scolded by her mother because she didn't know how to make coffee.
"I am also an ambitious child. Well, after being scolded like that, I have to do some homework anyway."
She looked at him, and the faint resentment in her eyes suddenly made Qiao Yan feel particularly sorry. He was silent for a while, nodded twice, and said, "Yeah!" Then he pushed the door and entered the study.
Ye Mi stared, is this all? She pulled off her hat, exhaled deeply, blew up the fringe of hair in front of her, held the newspaper hat in her hand, and fanned it twice. It's really irritating, damn it, at least you should give a smile to encourage her.
Ye Mi returned to her study room in anger. She turned on her computer and logged into QQ as usual. She saw that her husband's phone was also on. Ye Mi stared at it for a while and couldn't help but laugh. When she saw that Dawei and the others were there, she quickly went invisible.
As soon as Qiao Yan typed the word "I'm sorry" in the window, he saw the message "offline" or "invisible" displayed on it. His hands jumped twice on the keyboard, and the word "start" came out. However, when he was about to click "send", he hesitated for a moment, and finally clicked the cross directly.
His mother's birthday was less than ten days away. He thought he should just forget about it this time. He couldn't bear it. He was such a bastard. What did he like about her in the first place? She had a poor family background, even worse than He Xiaoning's. It couldn't be any worse. He also liked her kindness and her easy to bully. He just wanted her to be his gun!
She knew, she actually knew.
He didn't know what kind of mood he was in when he heard her say that, he was a little embarrassed to see her.
"Master Qiao, can I come in?" There were two knocks on the door. Ye Mi sat in the study for a while but couldn't help it. She looked up at the ceiling, wondering what the secret of the room was that didn't allow her to clean it.
Qiao Yan hurriedly took out the training plan and placed it on the desk, "Come in."
"Haha!" Ye Mi still led with a silly smile, "I want to discuss something with you, that is, can my study be moved to the second floor as well?" While speaking, his eyes had already scanned the study back and forth several times. It was quite ordinary, but there were a lot of books.
“There is no study on the second floor anymore.”
Ye Mi hesitated, "You can't not even give me a choice."
"Here! Take it or leave it. It's your choice."
"You..." Ye Mi said in a breath, but couldn't find any words to refute. Well, I hope she didn't make a good excuse. She bit her lip and squinted at him. She looked down and saw a book "Hitler's Biography" on the table. She picked it up, held it to the side of his face, and looked back and forth.
Qiao Yan turned his face away and looked at her in surprise, "What are you doing?"
Ye Mi smacked her lips and said, "It sure looks like it." She pointed at the portrait of Hitler on the cover and said, "You must have been born in the wrong family." Then she threw the book back on the table and turned away.
Qiao Yan was stunned for a while before he came back to his senses. He shook his head helplessly and laughed, "You stupid girl, you cursed without using any dirty words."
Qiao Yan didn't show up at the restaurant until dinner time. Seeing a plate of stewed vegetables with tofu on the table, he glanced at Ye Mi and said, "Only one dish. Don't you have any choice?"
Nanny Ye put the rice in front of him and looked at him with a smile, "Yes, you can choose to eat it or not."
Qiao Yan was speechless. She was still holding a grudge. Considering that the food tasted good, he didn't bother with her.
After dinner, Qiao Yan watched TV for an hour, and then retreated to the study. Ye Mi cleaned up the kitchen and went online to watch TV series, but she always felt uncomfortable. She looked up at the ceiling and got angry when she thought of him up there. She opened QQ, and the avatar of that beautiful husband was still on. She was furious and opened the window: "You are so uncomfortable, you will die if I go to the second floor to study!" There was also a row of angry expressions behind it.
Qiao Yan stared at the expressions in that row for a while, and actually laughed out loud. It was so funny.
On Monday morning, when Qiao Yan got up, Ye Mi had already left, leaving only a note on the refrigerator: I have to catch the subway, so I can't serve you breakfast, so eat by yourself.
Qiao Yan smiled and turned around to see breakfast on the table, covered with a container to prevent it from getting cold. It was a very subtle feeling, as if the sun was particularly bright today, making people feel comfortable all over.
When Ye Mi was waiting for the express train to the comprehensive building at the airport, he ran into Bai Tingting. He immediately felt like a fishbone was stuck in his mouth, but he still had a smile on his face.
"How is it, how is it!" Bai Tingting came over.
Ye Mi patted his chest and said, "Don't worry about my work." After saying that, he forced a smile, but he was full of contempt in his heart. Girl, you are too open-minded, and you don't shy away from other people's wives at all. You have no taboos at all. How arrogant you are.
"Ah!" Bai Tingting jumped up excitedly, which really scared Ye Mi. He stepped back and felt his feet were soft. He looked down and saw that his heels were firmly on a beautiful shoe. A "hiss" sounded in his ears.
Ye Mi jumped up quickly, "I'm sorry, I'm so sorry, I didn't put it there on purpose." Her face flushed red. She must have stepped on it quite hard. She knew it herself. Even the toes of a good pair of shoes were broken by her stepping on them.
"Deputy President Guan, are you okay?" A person nearby came forward and supported Guan Enping.
Ye Mi's eyes widened. Could this be the legendary female Rakshasa Guan Enping, the deputy general manager of the airport, who could defeat demons and kill Buddhas? She became even more terrified and quickly bowed, "I'm sorry, Deputy General Manager Guan, I really didn't mean it. I'll compensate you for the shoes. I'm a new student at Feiyang Airlines. My name is Ye Mi. Tell me the size of your feet and I'll buy you a pair."
Guan Enping's face turned red, it was really painful. She looked at the frightened little girl in front of her, who was dressed casually and looked to be only about 20 years old. She was actually the female pilot recruited by Fei Yang.
"No need, I bought these shoes in France, they are not available in City C." Guan Enping smiled faintly, "It's okay, you didn't mean it."
What a kind and amiable female executive! The rumors are totally untrue. It must be that the man is jealous of the woman who sits in such a high position, so he slanders her behind her back. She is so beautiful, has such a noble temperament, and has such a strong aura. It is really enviable. Ye Mi's admiration immediately surged like a tide. Looking at her limping away, Miss Ye felt even more guilty. Isn't Master Qiao flying to France this weekend? Just let him buy a pair.