Chapter 47: Lele Doesn't Sell Smiles

  For the sake of baby's growth, handsome Xinghang senior wishes happiness.

  Lelole feels at this moment that having a friend who can cook is simply too important. Mobile phone mobile terminal first launch address:

  "So what should I do? Can you give me some advice?" Lele asked.

  "What's wrong with you learning how to cook? What's the difference between this and becoming a monk halfway?" Baby roared, tearing off the face mask.

  "You think I want to cook, but it's because I've been cooking at Jingyang's house for the past two days and failed every time..." Lele told Maibao about her miserable experiences over the past two days in detail.

  "Ah? So that's how it is! You'd better study hard, you're a top student!"

  "Baby, this has nothing to do with being a bookworm, okay? As for cooking skills, I'm not proficient at all, and I think I just don't have the talent."

  "You fool, haven't you seen in romantic dramas that the wives of rich families are all skilled in cooking and can cook a good dish when guests come?" Mai Baobao is obviously poisoned by romantic melodramas.

  "Baby, they cook a good dish and I have nothing to do with it, okay?"

  "It wasn't there before, but it will be in the future. Jingyang is cultivating you to become a qualified wife, you must make an effort, you must give it your all, I'll still have to rely on you in the future!"

  An Le's imagination ran wild as she directly fed McBaby.

  "I'm so desperate now, so desperate..."

  "I'll go with you to sign up for the cooking class."

  "Ah?" Lele was so surprised that her jaw almost dropped.

  "How important it is to have a skill in today's society!" said Mai Baobao.

  "It's too late even if I start learning now!"

  "You're stupid! You won't even make it ripe!"

  "What's the meaning of letting them eat raw?"

  "Are you being bullied by Jingyang or something? I mean, it's a cold dish, get it?"

  "Oh, yeah! How could I have forgotten!" An Lele was somewhat surprised. Yeah, a cold dish would do, hehehe, the little An Lele in his heart was doing flips.

  She had just hung up the phone with Mai Baobao, and her mobile phone rang again. She took a closer look and saw "Jing Aimo" displayed on the screen. She was a bit worried but also hoped that Jing Aimo was calling.

  "Hello?"

  "Good night, don't forget to prepare breakfast for tomorrow morning."

  "Alright, got it."

  "Do you know dinner is at six thirty?"

  "Oh, I see!"

  "Don't be late!"

  "Oh, I see!"

  Jingyang was speechless, had this girl been scared silly by him, wouldn't she say something else?

  Before he could say anything else, An Lele hung up the phone. Now she had no choice but to seek help from her mother, whose skills were top-notch.

  In the morning, she brought the porridge cooked by her mother to Jingyang's house and arranged breakfast on the table at 6:30 sharp. All of these were her mother's craftsmanship.

  Jing Yang looked at this table of breakfast, he was 100% sure that she didn't make it? Was this something she bought? He furrowed his brow and sat still.

  An Le saw him like this and quickly explained: "Not bought, not bought!"

  "Don't tell me you did it!"

  "Uh, it wasn't me who did it, it was my mom who did it." An Lele didn't lie.

  "You..."

  "You didn't say we couldn't ask someone else for help." An Lele hastily said before Jingyang lost his temper.

  Jingyang was completely speechless, and Lele saw that his own cleverness had finally defeated him, and he felt extremely pleased and proud.

  Finally passed the breakfast hurdle, Lele waited for Messi to go to school and Jingyang to go to work. However, after Messi went upstairs, she never came out again. Jingyang was also leisurely, sitting on the sofa watching TV. When her eyes fell on the words "Saturday" in the newspaper, she almost lost her mind.

  She spent her days in a dull and listless manner, even forgetting about weekends.

  "Sweep the room clean." Jingyang instructed.

  "Why is it me who sweeps?"

  "Oh, I forgot to tell you, as my life assistant, cleaning up the environment where I live is one of your basic tasks."

  "What?"

  "Didn't hear clearly?"

  "I don't want to work at your place."

  "Do you have a choice?" Jing Yang said domineeringly.

  An Le's eyebrows were furrowed and her lips were tightly pursed, looking wronged to the point of tears.

  "Aren't you devoted to politics?"

  "Now I'll help you make your wish come true, and you will become an excellent housekeeper."

  "What's up, maid?"

  Although this name is cute, she doesn't want to do it, she wants to enter politics, but not "domestic politics", no, it must be that her way of making wishes is wrong, wuwu......

  Jing Yang looked at her and said: "Don't be grateful to me, making your dream come true in an instant is what I should do."

  "You're getting revenge on me."

  "Why should I take revenge on you?"

  "I don't want to be a domestic worker."

  "You can't refuse, your grandfather is still living in Far Yang Nursing Home!"

  "You're threatening me!"

  Jingyang smiled.

  "Lè Lè teacher, I don't like stupid people. As for your mediocre cooking skills that you dare not brag about, I hope you..."

  "It's none of your business, are you afraid I'll poison your food?"

  "Hmm, okay, but if I get sick, you'll have to go to the hospital to take care of me, your workload will increase again, what to do? Are you going to poison me or medicate me?"

  "You..."

  "Alright, domestic worker, your work is starting now." Jingyang glanced at the clock and said: "You'd better hurry up and finish sweeping so you can prepare lunch, otherwise it'll be too late. If you don't want me to deduct from your salary, then work harder."

  Jingyang turned and went upstairs.

  An Lele looked around weakly, oh heavens, what kind of heinous crime had she committed to deserve such punishment from the heavens, it really made her very sorrowful!

  Although she was reluctant in her heart, she still wiped the handrail of the stairs with all her might. Her mother had told her that if you do a job well, you will be the best at it, but she felt that being a housekeeper for the Jing family would not make her a top achiever.

  What's even more frightening is that her mother actually said that the Yuan Yang Group has been very kind to their family and she must work hard, what kindness, this is obviously a sinister plot by the evil spirit, the whole thing is using her grandfather as a bargaining chip, letting her obediently be a maid here.

  Although she had seen through the guy's nature, thinking that he had helped her a lot, her hatred for Jing Mo in her heart disappeared. She was now not only soft-mouthed and short-handed, but also humble in front of Jing Mo.

  "Housekeeper, bring tea!" Jingyang shouted loudly.

  She really became his housekeeper, "Scald you to death with tea" An Lele grumbled, but very much like a servant, she carefully poured the tea and sent it to the balcony, where Jing Yang was surfing the internet. Seeing her dejected look, he unhappily said: "Is this your service attitude?"

  "I won't sell my smile!"

  "Are you selling your body?"

  "You..."

  "Oh, selling art but not selling body?"

  "I'm not selling anything!" An Le shouted loudly.

  "If I see this expression again, I'll deduct your salary."