Marry a shrewd wife: I will listen to you, wife

Hearing that he was just asking something, Yan Qingyao breathed a sigh of relief, but she still held the towel in her hand and did not dare to relax.

"No, I don't want anything," she called to the door.

Li Shangming frowned slightly: "I see, then you should rest earlier."

After the footsteps seemed to be far away, Yan Qingyao pricked up her ears to listen for a while, and then hurriedly changed into her pajamas.

Lying on the bed, Yan Qingyao felt that she seemed a little too casual, and forgot that this was just a place she borrowed. Although she was not treated as an outsider, she must not forget her true heart.

Turning on the night light, she is going to rest, and will check online tomorrow to see if there is any emergency work.

However, as soon as she closed her eyes, the phone rang a notification tone.

It's so late and someone still sent her a message?

Yan Qingyao turned over and stretched out her hand to get the phone, but she put it a little far away and couldn't get it for a long time.

She read in the book that mobile phones and other electrical appliances have an impact on the human brain, and she would do some stupid things occasionally, so before going to bed at night, she would put the mobile phone farther away.

Helpless, Yan Qingyao had no choice but to retract her arms, and after a while, dragged her sleepy body to sit up, eyes full of irritability.

The person who sent her the message had better have something to do, otherwise she couldn't help her temper.

Who knows, the moment Yan Qingyao saw the text message, she covered her mouth in surprise and almost screamed excitedly.

There was a string of unfamiliar numbers on the screen, but the content was what she wanted to see the most. It was from Winter, a makeup artist she had met in the hospital before, asking if she was free and he needed help.

Fortunately, I added a self-introduction at the beginning, otherwise Yan Qingyao really didn't know if it was a prank.

Thinking that he wanted to introduce him to a job before, Yan Qingyao immediately typed quickly and asked what she needed to do.

Winter's reply seemed a little surprised: Ms. Meng hasn't slept yet?

Yan Qingyao: Just about to sleep.

On the other end, Winter's blue eyes blinked, and she twirled her fingers before continuing to press the keyboard: Sorry for disturbing Miss Meng's rest.

Yan Qingyao: It’s okay.

At this time, there was obvious eagerness on her face, and she didn't get down to business after chatting for a long time.

In the next second, Winter finally got down to business: That's it, Ms. Meng, I have a model show that will premiere at the N City Senior Auditorium, but I don't know if you are interested in being the finale of this show.

When it came to the end, Winter was still a little apprehensive.

Even though his show would not be easily rejected by super-stars, but after testing Yan Qingyao's tone before, she didn't seem to have much interest, and the chance of success when he proposed it suddenly was very small.

Speaking of Qingyao, she is obviously a daughter of the Li family's collateral lineage. Even so, she is now living in the Li family's manor. If the relationship is made public, no one will dare to underestimate her.

Winter's face was solemn, he had just met Yan Qingyao and he was sure that she was in line with his next design style, if he was rejected, he would definitely lose sleep tonight.

Unexpectedly, the words sent by Yan Qingyao made his eyes brighten: Then, how much is the salary?
Winter was a little unbelievable, he was ready to be rejected, but he didn't want to have a turnaround, and thought he was dreaming for a while.

I couldn't help pinching my face childishly, and only when I felt the pain did I reply with great interest: Remuneration is not a problem, as long as you are willing to come.

Yan Qingyao licked her lips, saying that, she must have time.

Reply without hesitation: OK, I will go.

After the matter settled down, Yan Qingyao lay on the bed again, but she was in a state of ecstasy, just like Winter, she also thought she was dreaming at this moment.

However, Yan Qingyao didn't intend to wake herself up.

After laughing foolishly for a long time, Yan Qingyao pulled the quilt over her head.

Probably because she was in a good mood that night, she slept until noon and was still woken up by hunger.

During the period, it seemed that the alarm bell rang three times, and the servant came to call him several times, but she dismissed them in a daze.

Head hurts after sleeping for a long time.

Yan Qingyao frowned, and got up slowly to wash up.

After finally regaining some clarity, she went downstairs and found Mrs. Li drinking tea.

Finished!

Yan Qingyao's remaining drowsiness disappeared completely, and she lifted her feet carefully, and then moved her body bit by bit, for fear of creating a movement that would arouse Madam Li's awareness.

"Ah Xuan?"

Yan Qingyao closed her eyes abruptly, bared her teeth in embarrassment, stuck out her tongue before turning around, smiling and looking at Mrs. Li who spoke.

Mrs. Li said with a smile: "Why don't you go downstairs when you wake up, what? Don't you want to see me?"

Mrs. Li was just joking.

Yan Qingyao was really frightened, she hurried downstairs, her posture was in a hurry, but she was still graceful, Madam Li was very pleased to see it.

She is a daughter of a famous family. Although she said that as long as her son likes her, she doesn't mind her status, but in fact, who would want to be secretly teased by others.

Now, although Yan Qingyao's identity is unknown, her words and deeds are no different from those of a famous lady, so Mrs. Li can naturally feel relieved.

"Auntie, I don't want to see you, I'm the one..."

Yan Qingyao had already walked in front of Mrs. Li, racking her brains to figure out how to explain her behavior just now.

Seeing her anxious appearance, Mrs. Li was immediately amused, she pulled Yan Qingyao to sit beside her, and said amusedly, "Silly girl."

Immediately afterwards, he ordered the servant to prepare some meals, expressing his love for Yan Qingyao in his words.

It's really stupid to be unable to speak at a critical moment!

Yan Qingyao complained to herself from the bottom of her heart.

Mrs. Li smiled and stared at Yan Qingyao for a while, only looked at her extremely embarrassed, and then turned her gaze back to the TV.

At this time, an advertisement was playing on the screen, but Mrs. Li watched it with gusto. Yan Qingyao looked over it with some doubts, and saw that a male star with exotic looks was introducing skin care products, with a smirk on his face that was captivating.

Yan Qingyao was startled, the corners of her mouth twitched slightly, no way, is Aunt Li still chasing stars?

At this moment, Mrs. Li suddenly said excitedly: "Xuan, isn't this guy handsome when you see him on TV?"

Did she really get it right?
Before Yan Qingyao could speak, Mrs. Li cupped her cheeks like a child looking forward to it again: "Hey, it would be great if my son grows up to look like him."

As she said that, she patted her legs again in hatred: "My genes must be fine, it must be because of his father."

She also asked Yan Qingyao for her opinion.

What Yan Qingyao could say, she could only show an embarrassed yet polite smile, while silently sympathizing with Father Li in her heart.

"But the kid on TV is really good. Not only is his work excellent, but he is also very upright, but he is occasionally inflexible and inflexible."

Mrs. Li felt a little pity about the evaluation.

It was rare to see Mrs. Li talking about someone alone, Yan Qingyao couldn't help but take a second look at the stars on TV.