Are you crazy? I became the secretary of the school beauty's mother!

After eating too much, you tend to be dazed and want to sleep.

Su Qingmo hasn't eaten so much for a long time.

She usually doesn't eat breakfast, eats a little at noon, eats some fruit for dinner, and may drink mung bean porridge in summer.

The kitchen at home has not been used a few times.

It's not that she can't cook, but her cooking skills are very average. It won't burn, but it can't be said to be delicious.

It can only be considered edible, probably at this level.

So she doesn't like to cook usually.

It's troublesome to eat and wash dishes alone.

She prefers to read some books to kill time.

She doesn't like to hire a aunt either. In addition to asking the aunt to clean the house every week, she is the only one living in the huge villa all year round.

Encore would occasionally stay overnight.

But since Qin Ran showed up, Su Qingmo found that many things had changed.

She didn't want to smell cigarettes on her way to and from get off work, so she asked Qin Ran to be her driver.

In fact, she was worried about being rejected, but fortunately Qin Ran agreed.

Qin Ran was different from her previous assistants, and he was not like a boy of this age.

He had both youthful vitality and a sense of maturity and stability.

He was more careful and thoughtful in doing things, not shy, and could control his hands and feet.

Well, sometimes he couldn't control his eyes.

But he was not disgusting.

Qin Ran could have stayed to eat together, and she wouldn't have said anything.

But Qin Ran didn't, he had a good sense of propriety.

He was just more popular with girls, whether in the company or outside.

It was too funny to be touched on the butt in the elevator!

But if the employees knew that Qin Ran's suit was bought by her, they would probably gossip about it in private.

Su Qingmo was a little distressed.

In fact, before this, she didn't care much.

Because she also took her last assistant to the mall to buy professional clothes.

Should I keep a distance from her in the future?

Su Qingmo was shocked. What was he thinking about?

Really.

Su Qingmo sealed the takeaway bag and went upstairs to exercise on the elliptical machine to digest it.

I ate pancakes in the morning and ate so much in the evening. I have to exercise.

But the pancakes are quite delicious.

But Qin Ran might not bring them tomorrow.

Su Qingmo was a little annoyed.

Why am I thinking about this again?

Su Qingmo took a long breath and walked quickly to the second floor, trying to keep his thoughts in the takeaway box in the kitchen.

Tonight, the heart that had been calm for many years was like a stone thrown into it, and ripples continued to spread.

......

At this time, someone who disturbed Su Qingmo's mood was eating spicy hot pot.

"100 yuan can buy me a week's worth of spicy hot pot."

"It's just a name change, but it's so much more expensive!"

"It's just a rip-off!"

Qin Ran ate the civilian version of "Doulao" and cursed the store owner for being so heartless.

When he finished eating and checked out, he saw Su Qingmo's transfer message, and he felt much better.

Click to collect.

200 rice arrived.

Qin Ran reflected on himself deeply, and he should have ordered a better and more expensive takeaway.

The boss was happy, and he was happy too.

"Brother Tongzi?"

Qin Ran called Brother Tongzi in his mind, but got no response.

Going to bed so early?

It shouldn't be.

Didn't Su Qingmo eat it? Otherwise, why didn't Brother Tongzi get any reward at all.

Qin Ran fell into deep thought, maybe Su Qingmo didn't like the "Emperor's Spicy Hot Pot".

Tomorrow, he would find a chance to look at the takeaway box and he would know.

But it might be that there was no reward.

Qin Ran felt a little regretful.

He was still thinking about making Su Qingmo happy and brushing the rewards every day.

It seems that this NPC task cannot be brushed every day.

But at least he earned a hundred yuan, it's not a loss.

.......

Qin Ran returned to the dormitory and received the attention of the three people.

"New suit?"

"Very handsome!"

"A bit like Zhang Jin, the suit thug."

"Lend it to me."

Chen Xiaoming put on Qin Ran's suit jacket and ran to look in the mirror, and gestured a few times.

But looking at the person in the mirror, he couldn't help but be silent.

He had never felt so wretched before.

Chen Xiaoming silently returned the suit jacket to Qin Ran.

"This suit is made of good material. It's not cheap, right?"

"The company gave it to me, I didn't spend any money."

Qin Ran put the clothes on the back of the chair and took it to the washbasin to take a bath.

Taking a bath in winter is a kind of enjoyment.

He Anming also liked this suit very much. He searched the brand of the suit silently and his eyes widened immediately!

Foreign brands, no flagship store on Taobao, but there are purchasing agents.

Starting from five figures per set

.

He Anming looked at the clothes carefully and felt that they were not fake.

"Guess how much this dress costs?"

"Didn't Qin Ran say that it was a work uniform provided by the company? It's free."

"You two believe him if he says so."

He Anming held up his phone, "Look, a set costs tens of thousands! Qin Ran must be with a rich woman, and he's afraid that we'll steal his business."

. . .

Chen Xiaoming took the phone and looked at it, and then compared it.

It's true, the brand is exactly the same.

But he just looked in the mirror and knew that he was not that kind of material.

There's nothing he can do if God doesn't give him food.

Wang Youjie didn't believe it, and he also confirmed it himself.

But he was also silent after reading it.

He Anming said quietly, "I heard that if you work as a prostitute for a few years, your body will be damaged. You have to force yourself to drink alcohol and take tonics frequently."

Chen Xiaoming frowned and said, "Qin Ran didn't smell of alcohol when he came back these few days. It was a bit like..."

"The smell of spicy hot pot." Wang Youjie added.

"Yes, it's spicy hot pot, and Qin Ran doesn't look like he was drunk."

"Maybe he just came back after sobering up."

"Don't talk nonsense. By the way, how do you know so much? Have you checked it out? Do you want to do this business too?"

He Anming said anxiously, "Nonsense! I didn't, I heard it."

"Who did you hear it from? Did the gigolo say it?"

"Aren't there a lot of them online?" He Anming changed the subject, "Anyway, this dress can't be fake, right? It's such a niche brand, and the material is so good."

Wang Youjie pushed He Anming back to his seat, "Okay, we should believe Qin Ran, and this is his private matter, maybe he just can't tell us."

"I don't believe it. It's a transfer of several thousand, and tens of thousands of clothes. No one would believe it! Can't he take us with him when taking shortcuts?"

"Look at you, you just want to be a gigolo, but you don't admit it."

. . .

Qin Ran came out of the shower, hung up her pants, and climbed onto the bed immediately.

It was warm and comfortable when I was taking a shower, but when I came out, it was really cold!

Qin Ran hid in the quilt and prepared to fight Yu Qianxia for another 300 rounds.

He didn't believe that he had bad luck every day.

Yu Qianxia had already sent a game invitation.

But strangely, every time he replied after a while, Yu Qianxia was not in the game.

But he couldn't believe it.

Qin Ran lost again.

One second, one third, and one eighth contract.

Yu Qianxia won the championship twice, and almost won the second.

Qin Ran was a little skeptical about life!

Why is Yu Qianxia so bad at operation games, but she is as good as a cheat in luck games.

Is this God closing a door and opening a window?

When the lights were turned off, Qin Ran realized that it was already eleven o'clock.

Before going to bed, Qin Ran always felt that he had forgotten something.

What did he come back for?