Accidentally Entangled with the Rich

Waking up in the bedroom during the week, there is no light in the dark space, empty panic. He quickly sat up, but paused for a while because of the soreness in his lower body, pursed his lips, and was completely awake.

After groping for the bedside light and turning it on, she was alone on the spacious bed, completely naked.

The absurdity before going to bed poured into his brain, and Zhou Guang's heart ached, he closed his eyes and drove all those things out.

Now that you have paid, why bother to pretend? What she should be thinking now is how to take advantage of Meng Yungui? Is not it?

Taking a deep breath, he opened the closet, which was full of men's clothes, only to realize that his luggage and the clothes he just bought were in the living room on the first floor. He couldn't go out naked like this, so he took out a shirt from the cabinet and put it on.

The wide shirt suddenly covered Zhou Guang's thighs. Zhou Guang was relatively thin, empty and loose. He buttoned up and went to the bathroom. After taking a shower, he leaned against the door panel and heard no movement outside. Zhou Guang opened Door.

The momentary brightness made her unable to open her eyes, she squinted her eyes, where is Meng Yun?

Go to the edge of the stairs and look down, there is no one in the living room. Only then did Zhou Guang put down his hand covering his shirt, and quickly went downstairs to find his clothes. The living room was a bit messy, with underwear and her clothes thrown all over the floor. Zhou Guang blushed, her backpack was on the cabinet in the entrance hall, she ran down to open it to find her underwear.

"woke up?"

Meng Yungui's voice suddenly came to mind on the stairs, it was deep and cold.

Zhou Guang looked back suddenly, and met Meng Yungui's dark and deep eyes. He strode downstairs with a cup in his hand. A plain black shirt. Suit trousers, tall.

Zhou Guang clenched his fingers, subconsciously took half a step back.

"Um."

Meng Yungui squinted his eyes to look over, and was taken aback for a moment, no wonder others said that women wearing men's shirts are the sexiest. Sure enough, the pure black shirt was too big on her body, revealing two slender and straight legs.

Meng Yunhui looked back, suppressing the desire to make a move. After tossing around for a week, she saw that she had to find a hole to get in, which scared her to death.

"Can you cook?"

Zhou Guang shook her head violently, she was wearing nothing but the shirt, and under Meng Yungui's sharp eyes, she seemed ashamed as if she had no clothes on, and she was anxious to go upstairs to change: "...can cook noodles. "

"Go cook some noodles."

Meng Yungui had already walked to the kitchen, took out a bottle of water and filled half of it.

Seeing the opportunity, Zhou Guang took his backpack and ran upstairs quickly. Meng Yungui turned his head and saw the fair skin exposed by the wind blowing the black shirt. He narrowed his black eyes and squeezed the water tightly.

Being made to pass out, he can still run so fast.

Zhou Guang changed into a cotton dress, and after some mental preparation, he turned and went downstairs.

Meng Yungui was sitting in the living room watching TV, with his legs crossed on the coffee table.

This person is very hateful, but now Zhou Guang has to curry favor with him, who makes him the money maker.

"Mr. Meng."

"Um?"

Meng Yungui looked back, Zhou Guang was wearing a long dark red floral dress, his wet hair was rolled up, revealing a fair face: "Say."

"You want to eat?"

I just went upstairs to check the time, it was already nine o'clock in the evening.

"Is there any food in the kitchen?"

"You ask me?" Does he look like someone who can cook in the kitchen?

Seeing that his face was not good-looking, Zhou Guang rolled his eyes: "I don't cook well."

Meng Yungui stared at her with black eyes, without making a sound.

"That's fine."

She turned around and walked towards the kitchen when Meng Yungui looked away.

Zhou Guang really doesn't know how to cook. She has been well-clothed and well-fed for more than ten years. There are aunts and mothers who cook at home, so she only needs to eat. Later, when I left Zhou's house, I didn't even have a place to live. Cooking was a luxury.

Zhou Guang entered the kitchen with his mobile phone, and searched on Baidu how to make noodles. While opening the refrigerator door, thank God, there is a bag of noodles with tomatoes and meat. According to the recipe, I made a diced tomato topped noodles, which should look good.

After serving it out, Meng Yungui stood up and walked towards the restaurant.

Looking at the noodles in her hand, she shouldn't be poisoned to death.

Zhou Guang took the chopsticks and sat across from him. Seeing Meng Yungui picking up a chopstick and making a lump of noodles on the chopsticks, he raised his eyes to look at Zhou Guang: "Are you sure you can eat this?"

Zhou Guang is uncertain, Zhou Guang wants to run.

Meng Yungui scraped the noodles off his chopsticks, picked up a diced meat and stuffed it into his mouth.

Hiss—Sure enough, good-looking women can only do **** and nothing else!

Putting down his chopsticks, he turned and walked towards the door.

Zhou Guang's heart skipped a beat: "Mr. Meng—"

"What are you still doing? Go out to eat."

Zhou Guang immediately put down his chopsticks, the noodles were really unpalatable.

It was already 10:30 when I returned home after eating, Meng Yungui went straight into the study, and Zhou Guang went to the bedroom to sleep. I slept a little too much in the afternoon, and now I can't fall asleep right away. Lying on the bed and reading a book, the more I read, the more I burn, I wish I could take pictures of the heroine in it immediately. Zhou Guang hasn't filmed for a long time, and he didn't even have to shoot a trick, and his heart was itchy.

Meng Yungui didn't come here to sleep at night, Zhou Guang was very lucky, turned off the lights to sleep, and fell asleep in a daze, without even having a dream.

In the next two days, Meng Yungui went on a business trip. Zhou Guang has no place to go now. He lives here without paying the rent. He bought a few dishes and tried to learn how to cook. The results were remarkable, and he even cooked one or two dishes. Homemade meat dishes.

On the third day, Cheng Zihan called: "Miss Zhou, do you have time?"

"Mr. Cheng, what's the matter with you? Tell me."

"Never mind you, we are friends."

"Then don't call me Miss Zhou, you used to call me Zhou Guang." Zhou Guang smiled and narrowed his eyes slightly. "Mr. Cheng."

"Do you have time at that time? Meet and chat."

Zhou Guang's heart was pounding. Knowing that this matter might be a joke, he pursed his lips: "An appointment? I'll be there right away."

Two hours later, Zhou Guang met Cheng Zihan at a cafe on the Bund.

"sit."

The coffee shop is relatively remote, the environment is elegant, and the two are sitting in a cubicle. Cheng Zihan took off the sunglasses on his face, pointed to the opposite position: "How are you doing?"

"It's okay." Zhou Guang wore a punk black T-shirt with denim shorts and sneakers today. When Cheng Zihan first saw her, he was a little surprised, and her style was completely different from the previous period.

"Are you interested in signing with me? I planned to talk to you about this last time, but I was interrupted because of some trivial matters. At present, our company has the greatest influence in China. The newly cultivated batch of stars , the development is very good, you think about it."

Zhou Guang has known Cheng Zihan's company for a long time. At present, most of the second and third tier florets in China come from their company.

Zhou Guang pondered for a while, then looked up into Cheng Zihan's eyes: "I really hope to sign a contract, but I don't have any works, Mr. Cheng, have you decided?"

Cheng Zihan smiled and took a sip of coffee.

"I am optimistic about you, and the future development will not be bad."

Zhou Guang also laughed, seeing her sitting beside Meng Yungui, right?

But hugging the thigh has advantages and disadvantages, Zhou Guang thought about it: "Can I see the contract?"

"Can."

Cheng Zihan took out a document from his bag and handed it to Zhou Guang: "Give me an answer after you think it over."

"Okay, thank you."

Zhou Guang didn't read the document right away, but reached out to shake Cheng Zihan's hand: "Thank you for trusting me."

Letting go, Cheng Zihan picked up the coffee and raised it: "Substitute coffee for wine, I hope to have a chance to cooperate."

After Zhou Guang finished drinking some bitter coffee, Cheng Zihan left quickly.

Zhou Guang opened the document and contract to look at it, and decided to go back and look it up online. She didn't know much about the contract, and was afraid that if she accidentally signed the wrong contract, she might suffer heavy losses.

Since the agreement she signed with the crew was cheated last time, she is now very cautious.

Taking the subway home, I saw a new product in the dessert shop at the gate of the community, so I turned in and bought a matcha cake for dinner.

Pushing open the door and hearing movement in the living room, Zhou Guang immediately cheered up, put his hand on the doorknob vigilantly, and looked towards the living room.

"Aunt Xu?"

Zhou Guang swallowed, and quickly took out the anti-wolf spray from his bag and held it in his hand. Meng Yungui was supposed to be on a business trip for a while, but he didn't say anything, and Zhou Guang didn't ask.

"What are you doing at the door?"

A deep male voice suddenly sounded, Zhou Guang was so frightened that he almost threw the cake in his hand, quickly put the anti-wolf spray into his bag, closed the door strong and calm, and changed his shoes.

The heart beats fast.

"Mr. Meng."

Meng Yungui glanced at her, neither hot nor cold, he leaned back on the sofa and raised his hands to pinch the space between his eyebrows.

"Um."

He looked a little tired. He put his bag on the cabinet in the entrance during the week, and went to the kitchen to put the cake in the refrigerator. Now that Meng Yun has returned, she can't just make do with herself and cook a meal for the benefactor anyway.

"Come here and rub my shoulders."

Meng Yungui spoke suddenly, Zhou Guang was taken aback and almost threw the cake away, he hadn't seen him for a few days, he seemed to be dark. The stubble on his chin is obvious, his eyes are closed and his eyelashes are thick, and the afterglow of the setting sun shines in through the floor-to-ceiling glass, softening his harshness.

"Um."

Zhou Guang quickly walked to the kitchen to put the cake in the refrigerator and came out.

"Go and throw the cake."

Before his fingers could touch Meng Yungui's shoulder, he opened his eyes and shot them directly. Tell her to come over, still dawdling? How important is a cake?

"ah?"

Meng Yungui frowned, with a bad expression.

"Can't you hear? Or don't you understand?"

Zhou Guang was quite clear and understood, she stood where she was and swallowed. Not understanding why he did this, he retracted his fingers and placed them by his side, facing Meng Yungui's dark eyes.

"Why?"

"Need I repeat? Throw the cake."

Zhou Guang had a puff of breath in his chest, I don't know what's wrong with him? Some grievances. He doesn't like cake? Still don't want to smell it? The cake he just bought was thrown away as soon as he told him to throw it away.

Almost resentful, he walked quickly to the kitchen, opened the refrigerator, took out the cake and threw it into the trash can.