The Wife Is Like Fire: the President of Hidden Marriage Is Sultry!

Mu Wanqing's road to making money is bumping everywhere.

Since she has never had any work experience, there is no serious place to hire her.

There is a rare bar that happens to need to sing in, but asks her to submit her ID card to prove that she is an adult.

"Spicy Chicken Ye Yuchen, return my ID card!" Mu Wanqing stomped his feet unconvincedly, red lips pursed slightly.

She returned to the rose garden a little discouraged.

The bottom of my heart has already cursed Ye Yuchen from head to toe.

"Miss Mu, you are back." Seeing that Mu Wan came back dejectedly, Steward Pan greeted him immediately.

Mu Wanqing's eyes lit up suddenly, "Uncle Pan, you should take care of all the chores in the rose garden, right?"

Steward Pan nodded.

"Then... If you want to advance your salary, can you discuss it with you?"

Mu Wanqing's big eyes flickered, looking at Steward Pan sincerely and sincerely, his hands clasped together.

Steward Pan: "..."

He suddenly felt a bit creepy.

This morning, the young master seemed to have also mentioned the advance payment of wages to Mu Wanqing, but temporarily changed his mind.

"This...Miss Mu, you were hired by the young master himself, you should discuss it with him."

He is indeed taking care of all the chores in the rose garden.

But Mrs. Young’s affairs are not a chore that he has the right to handle...

"Oh, good." Mu Wanqing's beautiful eyes darkened.

She really needs money, otherwise she won't take the initiative to ask Ye Yuchen pitifully.

Turtle king and eight lambs.

When I was born again, I turned my face and didn't recognize people, huh!

"Can I use the kitchen?" Mu Wan tilted his head and said casually, "I'm a little hungry."

Seeing Mu Wanqing's grievances, butler Pan slipped a few black lines on his forehead, "If Miss Mu wants to eat, I will ask the servant to do it for you."

He dared not let the young lady cook herself.

Mu Wanqing waved his hand again and again, "I'll do it myself, don't bother you."

After all, she can only be regarded as a servant of the Rose Garden at best. How can she be served by others?

Steward Pan: "..."

Miss Mu, don't do anything.

However, before Steward Pan had time to stop him in the future, Mu Wanqing walked into the kitchen and started making trouble.

A strong smell of rice soon floated out.

"Miss Mu, what did you make delicious?"

When several servants smelled the smell of the kitchen, the gluttonous insects were hooked out of their stomachs, and they leaned forward.

"Pineapple rice, don't you want to try it?" Mu Wanqing put on heat-proof gloves and brought out the pineapple rice.

The servants looked at each other and swallowed their saliva.

On the one hand, he felt that it was not appropriate, but he was really greedy, "Really...really okay?"

This young lady is so close to the people!

"Yeah." Mu Wanqing nodded.

Anyway, she did a little too much. She couldn't finish the food by herself, so she gave a little bit to everyone.

"Miss Mu, your craftsmanship is amazing! You are almost catching up with the chef that the young master used to hire millions of dollars!"

The servants were full of praise, and instantly turned fans.

"Really?" Mu Wanqing's beautiful eyes were shining, and she was suddenly excited, as if she had thought of something.

Millions of chefs...

Money, she seems to see money!

"Housekeeper Pan, our handsome and lovely emperor, when do you go home today?"

After eating and drinking, Mu Wanqing slipped behind the steward Pan, suddenly poking out a small head.