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Ling Xiaoya usually doesn't brush the bowl, but today Zhang Xingyun's performance is very satisfactory and she dare to move, want to reward her. So I took the initiative to take this job.

"I said Mr. Wilson, do you have any eyesight stand? People are scrubbing bowls, and you are not going to help? Just like this, what kind of favor do you get?"

Zhang Xingyun sat on the sofa, uncle-like criticism of Wilson.

As soon as the man heard this, he felt like he was right, so he hurried to the kitchen. In order to win the favor of Ling Xiaoya, he automatically ignored Zhang Xingyun's first half of curse.

"Sherrie, I'll wash, I'll wash, how can your hands do this kind of work." Wilson entered the kitchen and wanted to grab the work of Ling Xiaoya.

Just looking at one back, Wilson feels very beautiful, not to mention that the whole person is his own in the future, and now it is also for the sake of future happiness.

He thought so in his heart, but his face would never show it.

"It's okay, I'll be done soon."

"Mr. Ling, are you giving someone a chance anyway? It's very shameless to refuse people like this." Zhang Xingyun didn't know when he came over, leaning on the door frame, smiling at Ling Xiaoya with a smile.

"That's right, Shirley, if you don't give it to me again, I'm angry."

Ling Xiaoya was very helpless to give him something, he really couldn't refuse.

Looking at Wilson's cheerfulness, Zhang Xingyun continued, "Mr. Wilson, Mr. Ling has a very high demand for the environment of eating, so I have to clean the kitchen and the restaurant, and the tables and floors must be clean. Do n’t let Mr. Ling not eat. "

Wilson naturally couldn't see whether Zhang Nebula was doing bad things, and really thought it was the case. He promised happily that he didn't want to give up any opportunity to please Ling Xiaoya.

Zhang Xingyun looked at Wilson's cheerful work and couldn't help but sigh. The woman could reverse all beings with just one face, which led them to worship the pomegranate skirt.

Just look at the man who is now lying on the floor wiping the floor and everything is clear.

Wilson did not understand the meaning of Zhang Xingyun, but Ling Xiaoya understood, "Are you too much."

Looking at the man's bad expression, Ling Xiaoya couldn't hate it at all.

"This is too much?" Zhang Xingyun opened his hands helplessly, "I haven't asked him to clean my room!"

"Are you embarrassed to enter your room? How many clothes did you pile?" Ling Xiaoya white man glanced.

"This is free labor. You don't need to use it. Don't you know how you like to do it? Besides, I don't know who was infected by my pile of clothes. I wanted to be a good boy who worked hard."

Zhang Xingyun also looked at Ling Xiaoya with regret.

"......"

Ling Xiaoya had nothing to say this time. She really couldn't fix the problem of stacking clothes.

Ling Xiaoya and Wilson are both elites in the business world, but in Zhang Xingyun, there are three rounds they can't.

Women do not like to continue this topic with him, go back to the house to pack things and prepare to work.

When I came out, I saw that Wilson was still wiping the floor bit by bit. I felt very speechless. Can the floor of my home be taken care of?

"Wilson, don't do it. You and I will go to the company."

Ling Xiaoya was a bit distressed. If someone knew that he was letting the man in this shopping mall squat and squat in his home to clean the floor, he didn't know what he thought.

"It's okay, it's okay, it's done immediately." Wilson thought Ling Xiaoya was caring about herself and was very happy.

Ling Xiaoya was also crying about the elite being turned by Zhang Xingyun, and had to step forward to pull him up, "The company's affairs are more important."

As soon as Wilson thought, Ya'an's situation could now play his role better, so he stood up, "Okay."

He followed Ling Xiaoya out, and Zhang Xingyun naturally followed him.

When he reached the garage, Wilson saw the people behind him, and he was not happy at all. "What are you doing with us?"

"Go to work." Zhang Xingyun said lightly.

"Is it true that you still want us to send you?"

Just after Wilson finished, Ling Xiaoya said apologetically, "I'm sorry, Wilson, I can't take you."

"why?"

"Because Mr. Zhang Zhang usually takes my car to work." Ling Xiaoya has just felt sorry for her, and it would be even more guilty to leave Zhang Xingyun behind.

However, her words really pleased Zhang Xingyun. In fact, on weekdays, Zhang Xingyun does not often take her car, but today he really wants to see who he will choose between him and Wilson.

Undoubtedly, this answer satisfied her very much.

However, his joy represented the anger of another man.

"Sherry, how did you become like this!" Wilson has been rejected by Ling Xiaoya from morning to now, becoming emotionally unstable. "You would rather bring a little security guard than take me? You forgot me before How did it treat you? "

After hearing Wilson's words, Ling Xiaoya's face appeared guilty. When he was studying in San Ritos, Wilson took care of himself, otherwise he wouldn't feel good about him.

"I said why can't you make such a joke? Didn't you see Ling always tease you? I own a car." Zhang Xingyun smiled and patted Wilson on the shoulder.

"Really? Shirley, are you teasing me?" Wilson's face smiled again.

"Of course, you can't see this?" Zhang Xingyun saw that Ling Xiaoya hadn't spoken, and opened up for her. "Hurry up, the company is important."

Ling Xiaoya looked up at Zhang Xingyun and said seriously, "I'm sorry."

Zhang Xingyun smiled, "Hurry up and go to the company. Mr. Wilson is here. I believe Ya'an will be fine."

The woman saw only worry in his eyes, but nothing else.

Ling Xiaoya is a clever woman and also understands Zhang Xingyun. In the morning, it was enough to show Wilson that he was preoccupied with this man, but now he is willing to give in.

He did it for his own sake. Zhang Xingyun knew that Ya'an had difficulties, and Wilson could help her solve the problem. Now his calculations are likely to give Ya'an no room for maneuver.

The more Zhang Xingyun is like this, the more Ling Xiaoya feels guilty.

"Sherry, you have to believe me, Ya'an will have no problems, only better and better." Wilson said confidently.

"Let's go." Zhang Xingyun nodded and sent Ling Xiaoya into the car to help her fasten her seat belt. "Be careful."

"Sorry, grab you for dinner at night." The woman said a long time later.

"Okay, no problem."

Watching Ling Xiaoya leave, Zhang Xingyun simply blossomed. Was he contracted? For the first time, this is the first date with the female president.

When Zhang Xingyun sat in his Lexus, he realized a sad reminder. The pointer of the fuel tank had long fallen under the red line, and he also opened a woolen thread.

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